High School: A Tale Of Two Friends…
Sara/Greg-centric. What would Greg and Sara's relationship be like if they had met in high school. No flames, I promise everyone will be returned to their rightful characters by the conclusion of this fic… And No, I don't own them.
Every time I see you dance
In my homeroom class, makes my heart beat fast
"You have Advanced Chem, too?" Greg asked as they stopped at the door.
Sara nodded. "I may be a sophomore, but I'm in all junior classes." She smiled, handing him her schedule.
He looked it over. "Wow! I'm in all your classes, I'm a sophomore, too" he smiled, walking inside their homeroom class.
They saw Nick and a few of his friends in the corner of the room. He glared at them, staring at Sara again.
Greg returned his attention to Sara. "Ignore him. Nick's a jerk." He said, pulling out a three inch thick science book.
Sara noticed him flinch when he sat down. "I'm going to assume that your back hurts?"
He nodded. "If you ever need my combination, I'm pretty sure it's now permanently engraved on my lumbar vertebrae." He smiled.
"Turn around," she instructed. Raising an eyebrow he did so and she lifted up the back of his shirt. "What happened to you?" she asked running her fingers over the deep scars on his back.
He turned around quickly, pulling his shirt back down. "Your back would look like a human soccer ball, too if you got shoved into a locker everyday." He glanced over at Nick.
"He did all that to you?" Sara asked, shocked.
Greg nodded, "Yeah,"
Before Greg could say anything else, the bell rang signaling the beginning of the class.
"Okay, everybody, we have a new student today. A sophomore, hopefully she'll offer Mr. Sanders a little competition… Miss Sara Sidle." Their chemistry teacher, Mrs. Reynolds, announced.
Sara just leaned over her desk, trying to escape the attention. "I hate that…" Greg heard her mumble. He grinned at her.
"Okay, guys. Guess what?" upon receiving no answers Mrs. Reynolds continued. "We're starting our science projects today. I'll let you guys pair off and pick a chapter out of the book. You will be responsible for reading that chapter and making a visual display of it. Easy enough?"
While everyone else in the class groaned in dismay, Sara and Greg nodded enthusiastically. "Wanna be my partner?" she asked, turning to Greg, who quickly nodded.
They scooted their desks together so they could work out of his book since Sara didn't have hers yet. "Hey, Sidle. You're my partner," a voice laced with a Texan accent said from behind them.
"No, I'm working with Greg, find someone else to cheat off of." She said, her attention not once leaving the book. "Why don't we do the chapter on DNA?" she asked Greg.
"Hmm, my favorite," he smiled at her again, receiving a gap-toothed grin from Sara in return.
Nick's friend Warrick pulled him away from the two, still glaring. "What's up with you today?" Warrick asked, returning his friend to his chair.
Nick scowled at Greg and Sara. "She's protecting him…" he stated blankly.
"In other words," Warrick said. "You're pissed because Sanders has the girl."
He looked back over at the two. They were chatting about the structure of DNA and how they could portray it; they hadn't even had to read the chapter. "Damn know-it-alls," he muttered.
Warrick nodded, "I get it," he said, and noticing Nick's confused stare elaborated. "You like Sara and you're ticked cause she chose Greg."
"Maybe…" Nick admitted, scowling as he flipped through the first chapter of his chemistry book.
A while later the class had ended and Sara and Greg were heading to their math class. "So, do you want to go to the library or something after school to work on the project?" she asked him.
He nodded, "Sure,"
Again… the quote at the beginning is from LMNT's 'Juliet' what this fic is based on….REVIEW and I'll update soon! And I had to mess up their ages a little in case you didn't notice… sorry…