Yay! I was right about the rating, my story is now on the list. Anyway things start to heat up a bit in this Chapter between Michael and Franklin, and this will be even longer than the last. Anyway hope you enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 2

The Next Day

Franklin

Franklin opened his eyes to the sound of the alarm clock going off. He wasn't ready to get up just yet so he went back to sleep...or at least he tried to. The alarm kept ringing and ringing and nobody bothered to turn it off.

"Floyd, turn the damn alarm clock off". No answer. "Floyd?" he said lifting his head to see Floyd missing from his bed. "Damn it" he said as he went to turn the alarm clock off. "No use trying to get more sleep now" he stretched and went to put on his school uniform. He got his tooth brush and his hair pick from his drawer and went to the bathroom. On his way back into the room he saw Floyd putting his uniform on.

"Floyd where the hell have you been?" Franklin asked.

"I was watching T.V. in the lobby. I saw you pass by, you didn't notice me?" Floyd asked.

"Nah, I guess I didn't. I was to tired to notice anything. What's the plan today?" Franklin asked. "We have classes today. Art and Gym, Let's go to the Cafeteria. Im hungry" Floyd said. "Lead the way, dawg" Franklin told him.

The walk to the main building was interesting. So far he's seen 3 fights break out, people throwing what looks like a firecracker, and someone attempting to stuff a little kid in a garbage bin before Franklin threatened him.

"Jesus there's more criminals at this school than in jail! How does this school get away with this shit?" Franklin asked Floyd, who was amazed by what he just heard.

"Jail, you were in jail?" Floyd asked. "Yeah, I was. And it's a long story so don't bother asking what for." Floyd frowned, "Ok ok, I won't" he said, obviously still curious. They entered the lunch room, "Finally, the only normal place in this school" Franklin said. They grabbed a tray and waited in line. Soon this fat, old, gross looking lady came from around the corner with a long pot in her hand.

"Alright time for breakfast!" she yelled and coughed after, not bothering to cover her mouth. It was Franklin's turn in line, he stuck his tray out and she poured some grayish, greenish, slop down on his tray. He looked down at his tray with disgust.

"What. The hell. Is this?" he asked her. She looked at him dead in the eye, "It's breakfast. Now move along!" she pointed at the tables with her big spoon. Franklin turned and walked toward the table Floyd was sitting at. "Gross ass bitch" he muttered under his breath.

He sat down at the table and looked at his food. He picked up his spoon and smelled it. "Aw, fuck nah".

"I wouldn't advise eating it" Floyd said eating an apple from the basket at the end of the table. Franklin decided to give it a try and slowly put some in his mouth, which he regretted immediately. A few seconds after swallowing Franklin got up and ran to the trash and vomited. This made other students throw their food away and leave.

"Hey! Get the hell outta here!" the cook yelled at him. "Whatever" Franklin said as he got an apple and left, Floyd following behind him. "Told you don't eat it" Floyd told him as the bell rang. "Come on let's get to class" he said.

The pair went upstairs and walked to the classroom ahead. Franklin walked in and saw the teacher and lost all of the moisture on his lips. He pulled Floyd aside, "Who the hell is that?" he asked him.

"That's Ms. Phillips". Before Franklin could say anything else she addressed him.

"Oh! You must be the new kid" she said motioning her hand signaling him to come toward her. He walked over to the front of the classroom. She addressed the class, "Everybody we have a new kid at our school, I would like you to meet.." she looked at him to say his name.

"Franklin" he said. "Well, Franklin tell us about yourself. Where are you from and how old are you?" she asked. "I'm from South Los Santos, Chamberlain Hills to be exact and I'm 15" he told the class.

"Oh! We also have a student from Los Santos, he's over there. There's an empty seat next to him" she pointed to a black kid with glasses and a green vest. Franklin sat down next to the boy.

"Wassup, my name's Lamar" the boy said holding out his hand. "You already know who I am" Franklin said shaking his hand (This wasn't no ordinary hand shake either, this was a black handshake. So you know there was some complicated hand movements lol ok, back to the story).

"So what made you leave Los Santos to come to this boring ass town?" Lamar asked him. "Got expelled from my last school for let's say a 'certain' reason. But it landed me in huge trouble and now my aunt sent me here so this place can 'straighten' me out so I hopefully don't end up dead or in jail". He looked at Lamar, "What about you?" he asked.

"My last school was dangerous. Drugs, gangs, murders. My mom didn't want me to get killed or whatever so she sent me here. And let me say, this school is worse than my last one".

"What school?" Franklin asked.

"Davis High" Lamar answered. "That was my last school" Franklin said. "Wait was that kid who went to juvie for.." before he could finish his sentence Franklin interrupted. "Yeah, yeah yeah keep it down. And don't tell anybody, ok?" he asked. "You have my word".

Once class ended Lamar followed Franklin and Floyd. "So what class do you have next?" Lamar asked. "Gym" Franklin replied.

"Me too. Do you guys wanna get some food? It's lunch" Lamar asked. "Hell nah, the food is disgusting here. They served better food in jail" Franklin said. "There's a vending machine downstairs. Y'all want something from there?" Floyd asked them. "Sure" Lamar said. "Alright then" Franklin said.

2 Hours Later

Michael

"For god sake, Michael" Amanda said. "What?" Michael asked.

"You're doing it again" she replied. "Doing what?" he asked. "You're using those stupid movie lines you always say!"

"What you don't like them?" he asked. "No, I don't. They're annoying and you always say them!" she said. "You're overreacting" he said.

She sighed, "I don't think this is working out, us I mean".

Michael raised his voice slightly "You're going to break up with me because of a fucking movie line?" She looked at him "It's not just that. We haven't been spending a lot of time together because you put all of your attention on football. I mean I know you're trying to get a scholarship to college but I feel left out, like you're forgetting I exist".

"Well i'm sorry that you feel a little left out but you know how I am about football. I want to make something of myself. To make my dad proud and show him I'm not a mistake. If that means shoving away the people I hold dearest, then so be it". Amanda gasped as Michael realized he made a mistake.

"Wait! I didn't mean it like that." Amanda began to walk away from the table beside the bleachers. "Amanda. Amanda!" he yelled after her. She ignored him and walked up the stairs toward the gym area.

"Fuck me!" Michael said, facepalming as he went to sat back down.

"Hey, Mike" Kyle walked over. "I walked past Amanda, she looked pretty pissed. What happened?" he asked. "I supposedly have been focused on football and not given her attention, she told me it's not working out between us" Michael slammed his head on the table.

"Well who cares!" Kyle said. "You're Michael de freaking Santa! Bullworth's number 1 star quarterback, you can have any girl you want and all of them want you and you're sitting here worked up over a girl?"

Michael looked at him , "But I don't want any other girl. I want her" he said. The bell rang and he stood up. "Come on let's go".

On their way to the Gym, Michael spotted Franklin. He pulled Kyle closer and pointed toward the direction of Franklin, Lamar, and Floyd, "There he is, the new kid".

Kyle smiled "What do you wanna do?" Kyle asked.

Michael walked toward the three of them. "Hey new kid, you aren't welcome here". He said as he and Kyle blocked their path. Michael looked at Lamar, "You especially aren't welcome here, geek".

Franklin moved closer to Michael seemingly protecting Lamar, "Whatever motherfucker you don't scare me". Michael laughed and shook his head, "See you in class kid" and walked away. "That kid doesn't know what's in store".

Franklin

"I don't like this" Floyd said walking back and forth, voice shaking violently.

"Chill Floyd, I'm not afraid of some big ape".

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about me!".

"Gee, thanks" Franklin said. A whistle was blown upstairs. "Come on let's go" Lamar said.

The three of them walked upstairs to and gathered with the other students, Michael a long with them.

"Alright we will be playing dodgeball for the next while. Oh how I love the sound of boys crying in the morning. Like in real life the strongest will prevail. Now you will be categorized, biggest on one side and smallest on the other." Franklin and Floyd went on the smallest while Lamar went to the biggest, because of his height. Franklin wasn't necessarily small. He was somewhat wide, not to the point where he'd be considered fat. And height wise he was around 5'4 to 5'8.

"Alright begin!" the teacher said as he blew the whistle. Everybody ran to the center to pick up a ball and started throwing it at each other. Michael eyed Franklin and threw the ball at his face, but luckily he dodged it. But the poor kid behind him got hit in the face which caused his nose to bleed. Over the course of 10 minutes only 5 kids were left standing. Michael only threw the ball at Franklin to try and get him out, but that obviously wasn't the only reason. Franklin managed to dodge all of Michael's throws until he threw a bullet going right for Franklin's face. Franklin tried to duck but it was too late, the force of the throw caused the ball to move fast hitting Franklin in the face hard.

Franklin flew two feet back and landed painfully on his left arm, and Michael and his buddies were laughing. Franklin felt blood trickle from nose and mouth and was very pissed off. While Michael was laughing he didn't notice Franklin sprinting toward him until it was too late. Franklin jumped and swung his fist toward Michael's face with all of the stregnth he could muster from his anger. This hit caused Michael to fall hard on the floor. His vision was pretty hazy but he managed to mount Michael and rapidly began to punch Michael wherever his fist landed. But since Michael was a lot bigger than Franklin he spun them around into opposite positions and began punching him. Franklin was able to shield his face from Michael's fists, but not all of them. Franklin managed to slide himself from under Michael and kicked up hitting him in the face. They wrestled around until Franklin attempted to choke Michael which caused everybody to rushed to the pair and pulled them away from each other. Lamar and Floyd pulled Franklin back to the locker room. He could hear the coach say that class was cancelled for today.

Franklin studied himself in the mirror. He was leaking blood from his mouth and a little from his nose. He started to get a black eye and the cut on his other eye was open and now bleeding.

"Are you okay?" Lamar asked. Franklin began laughing and turned to look at him. "I never been better". He continued laughing. "Maybe we need to give yo' ass time to get a hold on reality" Lamar said gesturing Floyd to follow him out of the bathroom. Franklin sat down for a few minutes and started to put his uniform on.

"That was quite a show back there" said an unfamiliar voice. Franklin turned to see a chinese boy standing at the door of the locker room. He was tall and had neat, shaggy, black hair. He had on suit pants with black loafers, and was wearing a white button up with the sleeves rolled up under a light blue vest with dark blue diamond spots on it. He looked rich.

"You want some too?" Franklin said standing up in a defensive stance. The boy chuckled, "Oh don't be so hostile. I come in peace" he stuck out his hand for Franklin to shake it. "My name is Tao Cheng". Franklin reluctantly shook his hand, "Franklin Clinton". Tao looked him up and down, "I could use someone like you" he said under his breath. Franklin raised his eyebrows, "What?". "Nothing. I'll see you around. Franklin Clinton" he said turning around and leaving. Franklin sat back down putting on his vest "Creepy ass nigga".

Wow that escalated quickly! Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Things will definitely get more interesting from here. Good day!