A/N: Hey!! New chapter! Sorry it took so long to post, but I finally finished it and then doc manager wouldn't let me upload, so sorry. I have tried in keep everyone in character once again, so I hop it turned out ok. And thanks to everyone who has reviewed!!! It means a lot so thanks!! =D R&R!

Disclaimer: Same as previous.

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

The school bell rang shrilly, successfully drawing Chris out of his musings. He stood up behind his desk and clapped his hands together to get the students attention. He waited until all focus was on him, before addressing the class.

"Okay dudes," Chris chuckled as Courtney once again huffed at his lack of eloquence. "Just a reminder that this is room 108. Okay? 108. Everybody got that?"

Chris watched as everybody nodded in the affirmative. "Awesome! So that means you'll all be on time for homeroom." He said looking pointedly at Duncan. Once again everybody responded affirmatively, even Duncan who initially scowled, before being elbowed by Courtney, making him nod.

Chris chuckled, ignoring Duncan's glare and Courtney's eye roll. "Awesome! Well later dudes." With that Chris got up and strolled out of the classroom, leaving the twenty-two students shocked. Everyone sat there until Noah pushed his chair out and left the room. After seeing his departure everyone else followed, until room 108 was empty.

Bridgette made her way to her locker, weaving through the throng of noisy, shouting students. When she finally arrived she saw her best friend standing there, books already in hand. She offered a smile, which was returned before putting in her locker combination and getting the required textbooks. She then shut her locker and walked off to class with her friend.

"What do you have first Bridge?"

The surfer looked to her friend before trying to remember what her timetable had said. When that failed she reached into her bag and fished it out. Her friend shook her head lightly as Bridgette searched for the answer.

"Umm… Chem. With Mr. Hodgens." She breathed a sigh of relief before turning to her friend. "What about you Court?"

The CIT beamed at her friend. "Same as you. I'm happy about all my classes really."

Bridgette sighed as the girl's turned to the right. "Lucky you. I really don't want to do Politics." Bridgette ignored Courtney's scandalised look.

Everyone knew that Courtney wanted to be a lawyer, or a high-ranking politician. Her mother was a lawyer and her father was in parliament, so her ambitions were to be expected.

The surfer rolled her eyes as they entered the room and took a seat at one of the back, benches. "Come off it Court. I know you hate Pol study as much as I do." Courtney immediately shushed her friend, but it didn't deter Bridgette. "I've been your best friend since we were six. I know what you really want to do."

Courtney sighed. "Okay… I admit it… again. But that's not the point, Bridge." She lowered her voice as Katie and Sadie entered the room. "I can't do anything about it though. My parents think it is a waste of time and I don't want to disappoint them."

Bridgette sighed, knowing the conversation was over. She knew that Courtney didn't want to upset her parents, so she was determined to do something she despised rather than upset them by doing what she adored.

Bridgette knew that was the hardest thing Courtney had to deal with… Not the pressures to get good grades, and keep her perfect school record, but to constantly have to be someone she wasn't…

Just knowing that made her want to help Courtney even more. But as Ezekiel and Cody tripped through the doorway, she knew she wasn't going to be able to do anything... at least until class had finished.

Gwen slowly walked into the classroom. She took a seat at one of the benches, and took out her sketchbook. She was about to work on her sketch from homeroom, when the chair next to her was scraped across the floor, and someone seated themself there. She turned to find herself face to face with Duncan.

"Good morning sunshine!" He drawled, propping his feet up on the desk.

Gwen rolled her eyes. "I hardly call having Heather in homeroom part of a good morning. And besides I already saw you. Why greet me again?"

Duncan smirked, resting his hands behind his head. "I call you and Heather almost having a bitch fight part of a good morning." Gwen growled at him. Duncan ignored this and continued. "And to why I greeted you. I never actually said anything in homeroom. I gave you a fist pound and you smacked me upside the head. Neither of those things is a greeting." He finished before smirking triumphantly at her.

The goth rolled her eyes before returning to her sketch book. She was so engrossed in her drawing that she didn't notice Duncan until he let out an appreciative whistle.

"That sure does look like Elvis."

Gwen gasped and snapped the book shut, fixing the punk with a deadly glare. He just rolled his eyes at the display. "You can cut the crap Gwen. We've been best friends for ages. Of course I know about your little crush."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever Duncan. What are you even doing here? I thought class 'wasn't your thing'. "

Duncan chuckled. "It's Human Biology… meaning there will be certain aspects of the human anatomy… What's not to love?"

Gwen put on a shocked voice. "Wow Duncan! I didn't know you… you know. Batted for the other team." She touched his shoulder soothingly. "Just letting you know I'll still support you and…"

She was stopped when Duncan clamped his hand over her mouth. "Ha ha, Gwen. You're hilarious."

He let her go and she smirked at him. "It was a joke Duncan. Get over it. And besides… I know the real reason you're in class…"

Duncan snorted and raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh really? Why then?"

Gwen opened her mouth to reply when a whole bunch of students rushed through the door, in order not to be caught tardy. As Geoff and DJ took a seat at their desk, and Tyler and Harold took one near the front of the classroom, Gwen closed her mouth. Duncan looked at her expectantly, while she sent him a look saying I'll tell you later… maybe. He rolled his eyes and turned to the front of the room, as the teacher called everyone to attention. Gwen sighed.

It's going to be a long day.

Heather stalked into the history room; Beth and Lindsay following close behind. She took a seat up the back of the room, and proceeded to file her nails. Lindsay and Beth sat at the desk to her right and were giggling about what had happened over the summer. Heather rolled her eyes and glanced to see who else was stuck in the class.

Let's see… Dumb bimbo, Wannabe, *sigh* Justin. Eurgh!… Gym Junkie. She could totally use some eyebrow shaping… and some oestrogen.

Heather chuckled at her thoughts, earning her a harsh glare from Eva. She rolled her eyes once she had returned to lifting her dumbbells. The teacher, Mr Scott came out and all the talking stopped. He was the strictest teacher in the school… not even Eva could intimidate him. The class knew then, that the next hour was going to be tough.

Noah had made his way to the Geography room. He was the first one there, not including Miss Watson. He took out his book and continued to read. He was lost in the world of the words until Owen sat down next to him.

"Hey man!"

Noah rolled his eyes and continued reading. Owen tried questioning him a couple more times, before getting the hint that Noah didn't want to talk. He then decided to talk to other people. Only problem was he didn't know anyone else until…

"What's happening baby?!"

LeShawna strutted into the room, her hips swaying slightly with each step. She took a seat at the desk next to Owen and struck up conversation with him. This continued for a couple of minutes until Miss Watson stood up to address the class. She was about to speak when…

BAM!!!!!

Everyone turned to see Izzy flying through the air, before doing a flip and landing perfectly in her seat, a mere second before the tardy bell sounded. Miss Watson fixed her with a glare before initiating the first class of the school year.

The next two classes went much the same way. Students bursting through the door moments before the tardy bell rang. All of the students' eyes were on the clock as the second hand slowly ticked towards the twelve. When the bell rang, it was complete and utter chaos. Chairs were practically thrown backwards in the rush to leave the classroom. The halls were filled with students rushing towards the cafeteria, trying to get to the front of the line to avoid the stampede of hungry students that was arriving. Courtney and Bridgette walked past the line and made their way to one of the many tables. They chose an empty one hidden in the corner so they could have a private conversation. Bridgette pulled out her container full of fresh salad, and began prodding it with a fork. Courtney who had just taken out her two chicken wraps, watched as her friend mutilated her salad.

"Bridge? You alright?"

She looked up at Courtney eyes wide. "Hmm? Oh yeah. Fine."

The CIT raised an eyebrow at her friend.

Bridgette sighed. "Okay… fine. Politics was boring, and I hate having to see you pretend all the time Court." She angrily stabbed at a piece of lettuce and shoved it in her mouth, chewing ferociously.

Courtney took a bite of her wrap. "It wasn't that bad Bridge. And besides…" she said swallowing the food in her mouth. "We have great classes after lunch!"

The surfer rolled her eyes. "I hardly think that maths is a 'great class'."

"I've already had maths. I've got English Lit."

Bridgette sighed. "Lucky you… at least we have Phys Ed."

Courtney beamed at her friend. "Yeah… Wait! What?!"

Bridgette looked confused as she watched her best friend rummage through her bag to try and find her timetable. She couldn't help but chuckle when her friend dropped her head on the desk with a loud bump. Courtney looked up at Bridgette with pain in her eyes.

"I thought I didn't put down Phys Ed… I'm going to fail. Ugh! What am I going to do?"

Bridgette rolled her eyes. "You're going to go to class, and get perfect marks, same as always."

Her pep talk didn't cheer Courtney up, as she dropped her head back onto the table. Bridgette shook her head slightly and continued eating. This was how LeShawna found them.

"What's up? Mind if I take a seat?"

Bridgette shook her head at the newcomer, while Courtney muttered something. LeShawna beamed at the two.

"Thanks!" She took a seat and then pointed to Courtney whispering. "What's up with her?"

Bridgette chuckled and finished off the last of her salad. "She has Phys Ed last, and doesn't want to do it."

LeShawna grimaced. "Damn… Thought I got out of it this year. Don't worry girl," she said patting Courtney on the back. "We can suffer together."

Said CIT lifted her head off the table and offered LeShawna a slight smile, before eating her lunch. LeShawna followed suit, while Bridgette glanced around the cafeteria.

Duncan was giving Harold a wedgie at the end of the lunch line. Eva was glaring at the new students, putting them in a fit of panic. Heather, Lindsay and Beth were making their way to one of the central tables, all the while getting wolf whistles and catcalls. DJ was with Geoff and Tyler, talking about how good the season should be this year. Tyler's focus slipped however when Lindsay walked past and blew a kiss in his direction. Katie and Sadie were ogling Justin, while he admired himself in the mirror. Owen was wolfing down all the food on his tray, as well as anyone else's leftovers. Gwen was at a corner table, once again sketching in her book. She stopped however when Duncan joined her, the two striking up a conversation about one thing or another. Ezekiel was sitting in a corner, eating quietly, trying not to draw too much attention to himself, he looked shocked when Cody and Noah sat down. Noah returned to his book, while Cody talked to the loner about his new game, and the amount of aliens he had managed to kill since homeroom. Trent had just left the lunch line with his tray of… muck. He went to a 'popular' table and began striking up conversation with the guys.

It was a regular lunch time, Bridgette noticed until…

CRASH!!

Izzy tore out of the kitchen with lunch 'lady' Chef Hatchett on her heels. She sped from the cafeteria cackling madly, while Chef stopped chasing after her, and turned to go back to the kitchen, all the while muttering several profanities under his breath.

Right after Izzy left the bell sounded, and people cleared their trays and began making their way back to class. Bridgette, LeShawna and Courtney walked together, until Courtney took a right to head to her classroom. As the two remaining girls took a seat in the room, Bridgette had only one thought running through her mind.

This is going to be painful…

Little did she know, how right she was.