A/N: Okay... new chapter!! Just a quick thanks in regards to FJLC... I got over 100 reviews so I am stoked thank you all so much!! And thanks to all who have read and reviewed this story!! =D Because reviews= regular-ish updates (school is really piling on the work). Once again I have tried to keep everyone in character... but I am writing about 23 people at the moment... so I am sorry if anyone is slightly OOC. Thinking is in italics. Okay... R&R =D

Disclaimer: Same as previous.

"McClean. Mr Chris McClean."

Once he had announced his name, Mr McClean gazed around the room taking in his students' reactions. He was about to speak again when the pierced, green haired punk spoke up.

"So… why the hell did our homeroom change? What was wrong with the old ones Chris??"

He was about to answer when Courtney began admonishing Duncan.

"What do you think you are doing? We're in school. You have to call him Mr McClean, not Chris!"

"Actually" Chris began. "Seeing as your homeroom did change, I don't mind if you call me Chris." Duncan gave Courtney a gloating smirk, while she huffed in response. "But only in homeroom! Don't want any of the other students or teachers complaining. Got that?" Everyone murmured their agreement, none seeming too overjoyed about their 'special privilege'. "Okay. Now that everyone knows my name. Let's get on with the roll!"

Chris walked to the front of the desk before taking a seat on the front. The majority of the students were cool with their teacher's laid back style, but Courtney looked just about ready to faint.

We're in school!! Not in his lounge! This is soooo unprofessional. I'll have to talk to him about it. Ugh! And that delinquent thinks that this means he can be laid back too. What a poser…

Chris saw Courtney freaking out and chuckled at her discomfort. He then spoke up to the class.

"Okay. We're gonna do this alphabetically. I know. Boring and cliché but we'll fix that up as the year goes on. Now when I call out your name let me know if you're here. I accept any form of response. A 'yes', 'present', or even a 'school sucks' is fine. Just make sure you answer. Don't want any parents on my back about me marking you absent when you were here."

Courtney rolled her eyes at this statement, while Heather took out her nail file and began filing down her nails.

"Okay first up… Harold Burnes."

The scrawny red head next to Cody raised his hand and wheezed out a "Here!" Chris shuddered slightly at his social awkwardness but covered it up. He turned to the roll once again and proceeded to read out the next name.

"Courtney Davis?"

"Present."

Chris looked to where Courtney was. She was sitting as normal with perfect posture, but was at that moment trying to ignore Duncan mocking her posture and her reply to Chris. He chuckled and continued on with the roll.

"Justin Edwards."

The drop-dead-gorgeous model raised his hand. "Here." His deep smooth voice caused many of the girls to faint, and even Chris was impressed with his looks. He however regained focus and moved on. The next on his list was…

"Ezekiel Gruber."

The small boy under the toque spoke up. "Here eh?" Chris looked at the guy before shaking his head slightly. The next on the roll…

"Lindsay Hart."

The ditzy blonde with the blue bandanna stood up. "Ohhh. Do I get a present now?" Chris stared at her with confusion written on his face until the blonde explained. "Well Carrie said present… I want one." Chris shook his head.

"Okay… moving on. Heather Hepburn."

The Asian-Canadian lifted her head towards Chris. "Here... Though I wish I wasn't."

Courtney rolled her eyes and Gwen spoke up from the behind Duncan. "Yeah, you're not the only one who wishes you weren't here."

Duncan leant back in his chair and gave Gwen a fist pound, while Heather fumed.

"Oh… because everyone wants you here weird goth girl!"

This riled Gwen up, and before anyone knew what was happening the two had gotten in a massive verbal argument, with Gwen looking as though she was ready to beat the living daylights out of the Queen Bee. Chris just sat back with a huge smile on his face.

"Ohh. Friction between the 'populars' and the 'not'." He rubbed his hands together happily. "I love it! Takes me back to my high school days."

"Umm sir?"

Chris turned to where he heard Courtney speak. "You might want to stop this before someone gets hurt."

He sighed heavily and started mumbling. "Fine, spoil all my fun."

Gwen was just about to jump on Heather to beat her up when a loud whistle sounded. Everyone turned towards the front of the room to where Chris was standing, whistle in hand.

"I love a fight, especially a bitch fight, just as much as the next person, but this is a class. Wait until you're outside or in gym before beating the crap out of each other."

Gwen and Heather took their seats and everyone turned to face the front, disappointed that the fight had been resolved so fast. Chris decided to move on as the fight had eaten into homeroom, and precious time everyone could have spent focusing on him.

"Okay dudes next… Geoff Holden."

"WOOHOO!! Here dude!!" Geoff had stood from his seat and was waving his tan cowboy hat around, a giant smile plastered to his face.

Chris laughed. "Awesome dude! Okay next up is Devon Joseph."

The quarterback gave Chris a smile. "Here. And call me DJ. Everyone does."

Chris smirked at the jock. "Okay then… next is Isabella Kelly."

"IZZY!!!!!"

Chris turned towards the fiery red-head that had just screamed. "Huh??"

Her eyes blazed with anger with the mention of her full name. "My. Name. Is. IZZY!!" She screamed.

Chris quickly grabbed a pen and changed the name on the list. "Okay… It says Izzy now… Happy?"

His answer was a bright smile on Izzy's face. Had you not heard her enraged outcry before, you would have never thought that she had been angry. Chris shuddered and moved on to…

"Sadie Meminger."

"Eeii!! Here!!"

"Oh my gosh Sadie!!"

"I know right?"

"Totally!"

"Eeii!!"

Chris stared in shock at the two BFFFL's. He looked around the room searching for someone who understood what that conversation was about.

"Don't bother man." Duncan drawled. "Only the two of them get each other."

Chris looked for confirmation and saw the rest of the students nodding their heads, Heather and Gwen included.

Wow… If those two are agreeing it must be true…

"Beth Middleton."

"Here."

Chris marked her name off and was about to move on when Katie spoke up.

"Oh my gosh Beth!! You don't have a lisp anymore!" Beth broke into a huge smile that someone noticed. "Eeii!! And your braces are off!"

Beth giggled with a little snort.

"Yeah! They finally came off. I'm so happy!"

Chris rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah that's great, but we need to get a move on. Talk about it later."

Uh… But…"

"She-ush!"

Beth folded her arms and furrowed her eyebrows as Chris moved on to the next student.

"Eva Peters."

Eva looked up from where she was lifting weights. "Here." Chris had a look of horror on his face before quickly masking it before Eva saw.

"Trent Robertson."

Trent stopped lightly strumming his guitar. "Here man."

"Sweet man. Okay what about Katie Rose?"

"Here!"

"Katie! Now your name's been called!"

"I know right?"

"Eeii!"

Chris rolled his eyes and turned back to the list, grateful that he was almost at the bottom.

"Tyler Sadler."

"Yeah." The red-suited boy was too busy staring at Lindsay to even look at Chris when he responded.

"Noah Scott."

Noah didn't even lift his eyes from the book he was reading as he answered Chris in the affirmative.

"Cody Smith."

Cody stopped playing his DS to answer Chris with a "Here", before returning to killing various aliens and monsters to gain experience points.

"Gwen Sparks."

The goth looked up from her sketch book before replying with a lazy "yeah…" and returning to her artwork.

"LeShawna Sparrow."

The loud and proud sister stood up, with a loud "What's up y'all?" before returning to her seat. Chris offered a smirk prior to calling the next name.

"Bridgette Summers."

The blonde surfer looked up to the front and responded with a soft "here."

"Owen Watson."

Owen answered with a very large "WooHoo! I'm here and just so psyched!" before calming down enough to resume his position at his seat. Chris looked down at the last name on the list knowing exactly to whom it belonged.

"Duncan Winters."

He smirked, replying with a "Here", before resuming his pestering of Courtney. The latter of which was trying her best to ignore the constant torment.

"Okay everyone. Glad to see that you're all here." He heard Duncan snort in laughter but ignored it. "I have all your timetables here. Let's see. Courtney! You look responsible. Your job is to hand them all out."

Courtney gracefully got out of her seat and accepted the timetables off Chris before beginning to distribute them to the correct member of the class. As she was handing out the sheets of paper Chris continued to speak.

"Now you are all gonna be in this homeroom til the end of the year. No buts, no nothing. So I suggest you get along, or get over it." He said staring pointedly at Heather, before flicking his gaze to Gwen, who rolled her eyes in response. "Understood?" Chris once again received less than enthusiastic replies. "Okay then. You can do whatever you want for the rest of homeroom."

As soon as he said that he noticed how the students seemed to go into their own bubble. Courtney, for instance, had resumed her seat and was now colour coding her timetable. Duncan wasn't pestering her at that moment, rather carving something into the desk.

He's lucky Courtney is busy or else she would be lecturing him now. Then again… something tells me that is exactly what he wants.

Duncan caught Chris' look and smirked at him. Almost as if agreeing with his previous thoughts. His gaze then shifted to Noah Scott. His head was still buried in the same book. He was so engrossed that he didn't even acknowledge the fact that Owen was next to him shouting to someone across the room.

Chris then focused on Ezekiel. He was sitting behind Courtney, and looked to be hiding from someone. His eyes were almost hidden behind his toque, but you could still see them darting to and fro. Next to him was Gwen. Chris smirked when he remembered the fight that almost erupted earlier. The goth's temper seemed to have calmed, as she was currently sketching something in her sketch book. She stopped for a moment to slap Duncan on the head, stopping him from attempting to grab Courtney's ass. He fixed her with a mock glare, and she shrugged once again returning to her drawings.

Behind Noah was Bridgette. The surfer was studying her timetable, obviously trying to memorise it. However every so often she would look up and glance at the clock, sighing slightly, before returning to what she was doing before. On her right side was Izzy. The psycho was currently bouncing in her chair while talking to Owen about something she had done whilst in Australia… Something about a koala.

Chris then decided to move on. Harold and Cody were behind Ezekiel and Gwen respectively. The two weren't talking. Harold was playing with some cards and Cody was still on his DS. Chris, deciding that the nerds were too boring moved on. Geoff and DJ were sitting directly behind Bridgette and Izzy. The two guys were chatting about something, but Bridgette sitting in front, distracted Geoff. DJ noticed and turned around to talk to Tyler. Next to Tyler was Eva. She was still lifting weights, while at the same time growling at anyone who stared.

Chris heard a giggle and turned to look.

Katie and Sadie were seated behind Cody and Harold. The two were gossiping about one thing or another. Chris rolled his eyes as they squealed again. Behind them Trent stopped playing his guitar for a moment, until the pair quietened down. Next to him was Justin. The model was looking at himself in the mirror, every so often sending a wink to one of the girl's around the room. Across from the two hottest guys in class, were the two hottest girls. Heather and Lindsay were sitting behind Tyler and Eva. The two were gossiping about what had happened over the summer.

Chris rolled his eyes at the predictability of it all. Behind those two were Beth and LeShawna. Beth and LeShawna were getting surprisingly well, considering that the two had only just met each other. The two were also sharing stories of their summer, but theirs seemed more interesting than Heather and Lindsay's.

Chris then turned and gazed at his entire class. They were all so different. He wondered why he was given this group of kids. He walked around his desk and sat down. He saw a piece of paper there. It was a note from the school's principle, the one who had decided that Chris should have a homeroom… this homeroom. Once he finished reading the note his eyebrows raised. A devious smirk crept onto his lips. He re-read the note once more, his smirk never faltering. He rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

Oh ho… this is gonna be AWESOME!

He hadn't been planning on doing this, but he thought that with the current tensions, plus the note he had just read, it was perfectly acceptable. The strained relationships between many of the students should make for lots of entertainment on his half, which he couldn't help but revel in. He decided that he would leave his plan for the next day, just to make it that much sweeter.

They can have this one day… then I get to have my fun…