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"Today we have a new student, she just moved here from Iowa," The teacher, Mr. Green started.

"Iowa? That's where again?" Spike asked stupidly.

"Don't be stupid Spike, it's an album from Slipknot." Vicious responded just as stupidly, now resting his chin in his palm.

"Yeah, but I hear it's a state too." Chris chimed in.

"Is that so? I suppose I should keep my albums and states straight. My bad." Vicious finished, yawning and putting his head back on his desk.

"Well, continuing from where we were so rudely interrupted by Mr. Spiegel and Vicious," Vicious raised his hand in the air like he was waving to someone.

"Yep, that's muh name." He muttered.

"Moving on," Mr. Green said forcefully. "Our new student is from Iowa, which is a state, not an album from 'Slipknot'. Her name is Faye Valentine. Ms. Valentine, you may sit beside Vicious, Chris, you can sit here." Mr. Green pointed to an empty desk in the front row and Chris groaned.

"Why don't you put Vicious up there, he's the one who always goes to sleep." A brunette cheerleader said snobbily from behind Vicious. When she was finished Vicious faked a snore and pretended to wake up.

"Please Sarah, we don't need any of your helpful hints." Mr. Green said lamely. "Chris, Faye, take your seats." The two of them sat down where they were supposed to, Chris muttering curses under his breath. "Now, for the day's lesson. You're going to begin a project, you will work with one other person, and no you may not choose your partner." That got several boo's and other such things from the class.

"Alright, Vicious! Wake up!" Vicious slowly lifted his head and pretended to wake up from a really deep sleep. "You will work with Sara-"

"WHAT?!? You want me to work with him!?!?" Sara screamed, Vicious shrugged and put his chin in his palm.

"Shut up Sara." Spike snapped from beside her.

"Mr. Spiegel, you're going to work with Ms. Valentine." Spike shrugged as well, Faye glanced back at him and recognized him from the parking lot.

"Woohoo." Faye muttered, rolling her eyes. 'I'll bet I have to do all the work, men are such babies, he's kinda cute though.' She thought with a smile. 'He seems kinda nice I suppose.'

Spike leaned back in his seat and tapped his fingers on his desk as the teacher rambled through the rest of the partners and assigned them their projects. "Vicious!" Mr. Green snapped, the white haired teenager snapped his head over in Mr. Green's direction and then immediately looked bored.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"You and Sara are going to research Shakespeare's play, Romeo and Juliet." Vicious rolled his eyes, Sara growled.

"Oh boy, this sounds like SO much fun, I just can't believe how much FUN I'm going to have!" Sara remarked sarcastically.

"I can't wait." Vicious groaned and looked back at the preppie cheerleader. "And please, shut the fuck up." He finished as soon as Mr. Green had began to talk again. Sara looked totally exasperated that he would say that to her. Vicious turned around and resumed looking bored.

"Mr. Spiegel, Ms. Valentine-" He started, but was cut short by Faye.

"Please, just call me Faye, I hate when people call me Ms. Valentine." She said, holding up a hand to shut him up.

"Okay, Faye," He began again. "You and Spike are going to research Shakespeare's play, Julius Caesar." Faye groaned and looked back at Spike with a sarcastic grin on her face.

"Oh boy!" She mouthed, Spike just smirked at her reaction. Maybe she wasn't half bad after all. Mr. Green rambled on assigning other people other projects and then began to talk about the requirements, Spike sort of listened and looked really bored, Vicious went back to sleep.

Spike and Vicious were pretty much opposites except for the fact that they listened to the same music and both came from bad homes, he had no idea how the two of them were such good friends. But like they said, opposites attract. Vicious had moved here when they were in third grade, he was from New York City however lacked the accent. The two both wound up in detention one day and had been best friends ever since. Vicious didn't care about anything in his life except for his friends and his music, Spike on the other hand cared about his academics and where his life was headed to, he didn't really try all that hard but he had still pulled off a 4.0 second semester in his sophomore year. How he did it, no one knew.

It was when they were in sixth grade that Julia and her friend Cassandra had moved to their school district from the gambling capital of America, Las Vegas, Nevada. The two of them had been friends since they met in Kindergarten round up, at first neither Vicious nor Spike really talked to the two of them, after all they were only in sixth grade, girls still had cooties. However when seventh grade came around they all seemed to get along like they were best friends, which they were.

Julia was just like Spike in every way except for a few, and the same went for Vicious and Cassandra. None of them were doing anything with the other, they were just a well known group of trouble-making sixteen year olds. All of them got into trouble with teachers almost everyday, but usually it was only Vicious or Cassandra that got into trouble with the cops, except for MIP's, all of them had at least one of those, Vicious and Cassandra sporting a couple a piece. Their lives looked pretty good, filled with excitement, loud music and plenty of parties, but really it was far from perfect.

The bell rang, snapping Spike back to reality and Vicious out of dreamland. Spike and Vicious were walking out of the class room when someone tapped on Spike's shoulder, he looked back straight into the sparkling emerald eyes of Faye Valentine.

"Hey!" She said happily, "You wanna work on that project tonight?" She asked. Spike shrugged.

"Sure, you wanna go to your house then?" Spike suggested, Vicious jerked a thumb in Chris's direction, Spike nodded and Vicious walked off toward him.

"Um, I suppose. Can I get a ride home then?" She asked sweetly. Spike rolled his eyes and walked off toward his locker with Faye.

"Sure, But I gotta work tonight so I won't be there for a while." This time Faye shrugged.

"That's fine. See ya then!" She waved and walked off to where a couple of girls were calling her name, plowing Vicious over in the process, her English book fell to the floor with a loud clump sound, but that really didn't draw much attention considering they were in a Los Angeles high school. "S-sorry!" She exclaimed, reaching down to pick up the book that had fallen to the floor. Vicious shrugged and muttered something, then walked off like nothing happened.

'I'm surprised he didn't look down my shirt, he really doesn't seem like the polite type.' Faye thought, recalling that he hadn't looked down at her when she bent over. 'And those two chicks, are they their girlfriends or what?' Faye observed, watching as Vicious snuck up behind a navy haired girl and dropped something down the back of her shirt. Spike, a golden haired girl and a few other guys laughed as she pinched the back of his neck and said something to him.

"Fayee…Earth to Faye!" One of the girls that had been calling her name said, snapping her back to reality.

"Oh, sorry Morgan! I was just spacing off!" Faye grinned sheepishly and blushed.

"Sure…." Morgan teased, "So which one were you looking at? Spike, Vicious or Chris?"

"None. I was just wondering where I should start with this project." Faye lied rather well.

"Okay, whatever." Morgan said, seeing right through her phony tale. The two of them wandered off in search of the biology room.

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"Come on, you two look so good together!" A spiky haired kid named John laughed. Cassandra shoved Vicious toward him, Vicious' eyes went wide for a second before he stopped his movement.

"Then you can have him!" Cassandra grinned and batted her eyelashes innocently when Vicious turned around, a weird look on his face.

"Sorry Cassie, I'm not gay. Besides, Vicious isn't my type." Vicious arched an eyebrow and Cassandra's eyebrow twitched.

"Call me Cassie again and I'm gonna kick your ass." She threatened, shaking a fist at John, gaining a laugh from Spike and Julia. Julia and Spike said their goodbyes and walked off to their next class, shortly followed by John and Chris.

"So, you skippin'?" Cassandra asked Vicious.

"Yep, school's too boring. 'sides all I got left is P.E, study hall and home ec." Vicious replied, Cassandra nodded her head in agreement. "Wanna come?"

"As always." Cassandra said, the two of the departing for Vicious' car.

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Haha! I remembered this time! Okay, sorry for the boringness, but I'll try to make up for it next chapter and again, to all my 2 reviewers: U rock!!!!

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