Disclaimer- I don't own anything.

Warnings- any sheppard fans, sorry, but he's mean.(same to elizabeth fans) if anything offensive at all comes out, i'm sorry. I've done this fic. in a very...unique way sorry if it's hard to follow.

Summary- Dannielle is new to America. Her school life is interesting when she meets the Atlantis team, as you've never seen them before!

A/N yes, she is from England. So far she has mentioned British clothes, but it will get more and more obvious, with comparisons and stuff. also, I have /never lived in USA so I'm very sorry if stuff is completely stupid.

Bored senseless says:

Chapter two- first impressions

"...1891. Right, has everybody toutched on the subject before?"

History. In england, I was a whiz. Every question, my hand was the first in the air. I was hoping beyond all hope that no attention would be drawn to me. However as luck would have it, the teacher noticed me.

"Ah, yes. Our new student all the way from england. Stand up and say hello."

"I'm sorry, do I look like I want to stand up? Haven't I suffered enough, you twat?" now, to me, I said 'I would rather not.' but by the way everyone was looking at me, I had said exactly what I was thinking. "Could I get a tissue? Thanks." and I rushed out of the room without waiting for an answer.

I didn't go back to the lesson. I just stayed in the girls bathroom, sitting on the sinks. My first lesson went great, huh? The bell sounded and i jumped down from the sink. I would have to go back to the classroom. I left my bag.

As I walked towards the classroom a boy I'd seen in the room held out my bag. He was taller than me, just like everyone there it seemed, with wonderful rusty brown hair. I could tell he wasn't a popular boy, but he looked nice.

"Had to rush off, huh?" he asked with a grin.

"Thanks." I muttered as I slung my bag over my shoulder. "I'm Danielle."

"Rodney."

"Oh, piss!" I shouted as I searched for the peice of paper. My gatorade bottle had leaked in my bag. I unfolded the small slip of paper.

"Need some help?"

"Probably, I haven't a clue where I'm supposed to be." I looked at the paper, "music! Yes, something I can do!"

"Music? Miss Starling? I'm headed over there too."

"Cool."

"So, how about this lesson... I shout at the teacher." he grinned again and I couldn't help but smile.

"Stop it, you know I didn't mean to!"

It turned out, Rodney plays the piano, same as me. The teacher was really nice and we each took it in turns to perform something musical. On my go, I played and sung the song that me and Ali wrote in the holiday before I moved- of course I didn't tell them that.

"You were awesome! Where'd you learn the song?" Rodney was walking alongside me, or rather, I was walking alongside Rodney.

"Me and my friend wrote it in the summer." I shrugged

"Nice. Hey you can really sing... Have you ever wanted to be in a band?"

"Say what?"

"My band is called "The Cronies" We could do with a girl who can sing. We have louds of duets, but no girl-who can sing."

I was shall we say...taken aback at this. I had been there less than a day, I'd had one and a bit lessons, and he'd offered me a place in his band. Before I could answer him though, a girl wearing baby blue walked up to me.

"Hi, you must be the new girl."

"Wow, Lizzie! You've really outdone yourself, you actually worked that out yourself."

"Actually, John told me." she turned back to me. "You shouldn't just hang out with any old person that mets you. He's one of those sci-fi nerds. And he, uh," she whisphered to me, "he likes computers and band stuff."

"Band stuff?" I asked, attempting to supress my smile at the faces Rodney was making behind her back.

"Yeah, you should meet the girls, they'd love to meet you." And before I knew what was happening I was being pulled into the cafeteria backwards.

"Help me!" I mouthed to rodney, who just laughed, most likely at the look on my face.

tbc