I'm back! Sorry for the long wait. I was having a serious case of the most horrible disease known to man. Writer's Block. I can't believe I even found time to write this. What with the new Harry Potter book coming out today. Well with no more ado, I give you: Hell.

Disclaimer: Not mine! Not mine! Not mine! Only on the weekends... :).

"Time for the introductions!" Mr. Collins smiled. Even his smile was scary. Who would have ever hired him to be a principal? "Ladies and gentlemen this is Aly Darby. She will be your guide for the rest of the day."

"By default, not by choice," Sodapop smirked. She was rewarded with a glare and she looked down at her old converse shoes.

"This is Brittany, Autumn, and Morgan," Mr. Collins pointed to each of the girls in turn. They all looked so… so... preppy. Brittany was blonde, dyed blonder, with way too much make-up. Autumn had crimped reddish-brown hair and was also wearing too much make-up. Morgan was tall and thin, with brown hair dyed blonde, and what shock, was wearing too much make-up. 'Preppy sluts,' Sodapop thought to herself.

"And this is Derek, Austin, and Sage," Mr. Collins finished. Derek had spiked brown hair and seemed like he tried hard to be preppy. Austin tried to look tough, but was failing miserably. He looked like a wuss. But he did have muscles. In fact, all three boys had the right bods. Sage had curly brown hair and was the tallest of the three. All six kids were staring coolly at Sodapop. She glared right back, forcing all the coolness she could muster through the orange rings surrounding her pupils.

"Well it seems you'll get along nicely," All seven kids turned to stare at Mr. Collins. Was he really that daft? Apparently so. He started to walk away and tripped over the book bag Sodapop had dropped earlier. He steadied himself, bent down and grabbed the ratty object, and thrust it into Sodapop's arms, succeeding in knocking her backwards. Her back hit the rail and she glared even more at the evil man. Were all principals this evil? He smoothed back his hair, straightened his jacket, and walked out the door leaving the seven kids to themselves. Sodapop could have sworn that his hair looked a little crooked after the attempted slickening.

"Bastard," Sodapop muttered as soon as the door shut. She slung the messenger bag over her shoulder and turned to face her new charges. "Alright so first thing's first. The name is Sodapop, and don't you forget it."

"Sodapop? What kind of name is Sodapop?" The girl named Brittany scoffed.

"The best kind," Sodapop retorted shortly. The stuck-up girl rolled her eyes. Sodapop ignored it and turned to the other five. "Ok everyone, fork over your schedules! Now!" The six kids glared, obviously not used to being ordered around, but they handed over their schedules.

'Humph, figures they'd all get the same classes. Wait a sec! Oh, oh no! No, this can't be happening! No way in hell!' Sodapop struggled not to scream out loud. The new kids were signed up for every class Sodapop was in. 'Does somebody hate me up there!' Sodapop looked to the ceiling. Obviously someone did, but it was more likely to be somebody in the office down the hall. Soda sighed and resigned herself to her terrible fate.

"First the tour. Follow me, don't get lost, and keep up," Sodapop started walking up the stairs, not waiting for the rest of the group. Hopefully they would keep up. She walked down the hall explaining as she went. "Ok this is mostly history and… stuff… at least I think it is. I don't pay that much attention. I know that class is Safety Ed," Sodapop pointed out the class. "Not too sure bout the rest of these classes though. That may be fun to figure out some day," Sodapop trailed off in thought.

"How do you not know what these classes are? Don't you go to this school? Or maybe you don't, referring of course to your little talk with the principal earlier," Derek smirked.

"Ok, that was totally not my fault. It's not my fault I had to run three miles just to get here. And it's not my fault the jackass hates me," Sodapop defended herself. She turned around to yell at them some more and started walking backwards. Of course she ran into someone, but she didn't expect that someone to wrap their arms around her waist. She tensed before trying to fight her way out of their grip.

"Whoa, hold up, it's just me!" The rich voice calmed Sodapop as she recognized who the arms belonged to. She turned to look into deep brown eyes, smiled innocently, and punched him in the arm as hard as she could.

"Hey whadja do that for!" The boy cried incredulously.

"How many times do I have to tell you NOT to sneak up on me Mush! I'm gonna soak ya the next time you do!" Sodapop yelled at the unsuspecting boy. Mush just started chuckling.

"I'm sorry, I am. It's just…I couldn't resist!" Mush burst out into peals of laughter. Sodapop rolled her eyes and readjusted her bag before slumping against the wall next to the row of ugly brown lockers.

"I don't see how it was that funny," Sodapop criticized.

"It's just… you thinking… you could soak me!" Mush gasped out between bouts of laughter.

The six prep school kids all started laughing at Sodapop's expense and she glared darkly.

Mush finally straightened up and nodded at the laughing group. "Who're they?"

"Transfers from some prep school or other. They need to be shown around."

"And they let you take care of that! I'm sorry sweetheart but this isn't the Center for the Arts. You don't know your way around," Mush teased.

"She's only with us because she got in trouble," Sage spoke up.

Mush cocked an eyebrow and smirked at his friend. "Whadja do this time?"

"Well…," Sodapop stared at her shoes. "I was kinda… late again."

"What! How could you have been late? Jack was here on time!"

"Yeah he text me that he couldn't give me a ride, but I didn't get it until too late. So I had to run to school."

"Hahahahaha! Did you have a good run? And tell me something; is it just me or do you seem to really enjoy Saturday School?"

Sodapop scowled at him and turned her attention back to the six students she was supposed to be showing around.

"Ignore him and follow me," Sodapop elbowed past the curly-haired boy.

"Wait, just wait a second," The dark boy grabbed her arm. "I'm sorry for scaring you and to make it up, I'll bring you something for lunch today, Soda. What do you want?" Mush's expression showing that he wasn't at all sorry. Sodapop smiled innocently at him.

"Rum and coke and some Smirnoff Ice," Soda smiled at him. Mush simply laughed.

"How bout the usual, personal pizza with sausage and black olives," Mush suggested.

"You read my mind. But you still owe me a night of Chinese food and movies. I'll see you later hun," Soda hugged the boy and started off in the opposite direction. Before she could get very far, she realized that the six kids she was supposed to be leading were not following her. She turned around, frustrated, and dropped her jaw in shock. The three girls were all over Mush! They were giggling and touching him and obviously flirting. Sodapop wanted to gag. The three prep school boys were standing behind the girls, flexing their muscles threateningly.

Mush stared at them coolly for a moment, and Soda knew it was because his muscles were probably bigger than theirs. Then his tough expression faltered and he blushed as two of the girls attached themselves to his arms.

Soda started laughing uncontrollably. Mush was just so cute when he was embarrassed. And it served him right, laughing at her like that.

"Um… what's your problem?" A recognizable voice made her stand up straight. She looked at her friend Spot Conlon, pointed back at Mush, and fell onto his shoulder, breaking down once again when she saw the expressions on both Mush and Spot's faces.

"Whew, I needed that," Soda straightened up. She put her elbow on Spot's shoulder and leaned against him. He threw her an annoyed look but she ignored it, just like always. She looked at Mush with pity and then grinned as he mouthed the words 'Help Me!' Sodapop sighed and walked over to help her friend.

She came up behind Sage and nudged his elbow. He looked down at her, his eyes cold, but questioning. "I would really appreciate it if you could get your girls away from my boyfriend. That is, unless you wanna go to one of the practice rooms and leave them here," Sodapop cocked her head and used her best seductive voice. The much taller boy's eyes widened and he blushed. Sodapop smirked to herself. She had kept a straight face the whole time!

"He's your boyfriend?" Austin broke in. Apparently he had been listening.

"One of them, yeah," Sodapop shrugged.

"You have more than one?" Derek shouted incredulously. By this time everyone was listening.

"Of course I do! What kind of girl do you think I am? One boyfriend, psh! They all get along fine now that I've got them working for me. Whoever said a girl couldn't be a pimp was sadly mistaken." Soda's face was straight but her eyes were dancing in amusement. The six strangers could do nothing but stare in shock, shifting their glances between Soda and Mush.

Poor Spot couldn't take it any more. He doubled over and began laughing hysterically. The preppy kids jumped as they finally noticed the short boy in red suspenders and a newsie hat. Seeing Spot break down caused Mush to join him. Pretty soon even Soda couldn't stop herself from grinning and laughing.

The three unfamiliar girls gave looks of disgust and started talking to each other, ignoring everyone else. The three new guys started chuckling appreciatively. Spot came up behind Soda and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, taking his turn to lean on her.

"Who're they?" Spot nodded in the new kids' direction. He was obviously less than welcoming. Then again, it wasn't his school. He didn't have to welcome anyone if he didn't want to.

"I'm Autumn and this is Derek, Sage, Austin, Morgan, and Brittany," she introduced herself and her friends. "And who are you hot stuff?" Sodapop scoffed and fell backwards like she was fainting. Luckily Mush caught her or else she would have hit the dirty floor. Spot almost fell back himself, as he was leaning on the girl.

Spot glared in her direction. "I'se Spot Conlon. And don't ya forget it!" His accent came out strong as he acted tough. But he was obviously pleased about being called 'hot stuff'. He always was a ladies man. He looked over as Mush began shaking Sodapop, but she was acting unconscious and no one was gonna ruin that for her. The curly-haired boy sighed before dropping her and beginning to walk away.

"Oof!" Sodapop grunted as she hit the ground. She sat up and looked at Mush's retreating back. "Bye Mushie! I'll see you at lunch hun!" She began waving. Spot rolled his eyes at his friend and reached down to help her up. She jumped up happily and hugged him. Except she wouldn't let go. The others were staring at the pair warily, afraid that psychotic could rub off. Spot was getting angry. Nobody looks at him funny!

"What are you doing!" Spot yelled at Soda. "Lemme go you crazy…woman!" He refrained from saying something worse, since the new kids didn't know that, that was how they joked around. Finally he sighed in defeat and let his body go limp, almost dropping both of them to the ground.

"What? I was just trying to liven things up a little…… and waste time before second hour," Soda flashed him an innocent-hundred-watt smile. The bell rang at that moment and Spot gave Soda a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before walking away. Sodapop grabbed hold of Sage and Morgan's arms and dragged them along the opposite way, back down the stairs. The other four kids grabbed on to someone and Soda charged down the stairs, rushing to the next class.

"It's in another building across campus, so we gotta hurry!" Sodapop yelled over her shoulder. As she was looking backwards, as was her custom, Soda ran into somebody else. She looked up at the person she nearly plowed over and her eyes became hard. Her mouth set in a grim line and she folded her arms across her chest. The two stared at each other. Not saying a word.

A/N: Ok so not much happened in that chapter. I was mostly just setting up characters. And getting through my curse. I enjoyed it though, so I hope you did too. And with no more ado, on the shoutouts!

Shoutouts: (Deja Vu!)

Dreamer of Fantasy: Hehehehehehe. that's just about allI have to say to you! It's too bad the rest of your review got cut off. Yesterday was so much fun! Dancing in the theatre was my favorite part. Well I still love you too, and I can't wait to see you! grumbles about your band camp Love ya Miss Sarah!

time is a waste of life: Hehe thanks so much! And sorry about the wait. But yeah I am lucky to have gone to NYC. I even met Orlando Bloom while I was there. Squee! Thanks again for the review!

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