AN: I apologize for this horrible late update. Life kicked me in the face and prevented me from writing. Expect weekly updates to make up for my unawesomeness. Soon, I'll be able to get rid of these page breaks and have one continuous chapter! Soon my pretties, soon…
Disclaimer-I do not own Sailor Moon, Skittles, Debbie Allen.
In With the New IV-First Day: SUCCESS
Eve takes a second to catch her breath. It's only the first day and she already feels like she's being suffocated by that Yumi girl. They just met this morning and she acts as if they're best friends.
"That girl is annoying; I can already tell." Eve mutters as she heads into the dance class' changing room. When she finishes, she enters the dance studio in her black leotard and takes in the room.
When the school was constructed in the early 21st century, the studio was the first extracurricular room to be built. At the time, it was modeled after current professional dance studios, with floor length mirrors, attached changing room and polished wooden ballet bars on three out of the four walls. As the building grew with age, the studio began to fall apart. The ceiling was filled with holes, the floor was warped from too much water after some nasty rainstorms, the ballet bars were worn from thousands of hands gripping the same spots in order to perfect techniques and the mirrors were cracked from ballet slippers flying off dancers' feet during practice.
The studio is still fresh looking, having been renovated a few years ago. The hardwood floor was varnished during the renovations to extend its lifespan and the multiple waxing jobs keep it looking spotless. The ballet bars were old and splitting so they were replaced with new softer wood. The broken floor length mirrors that cover three-fourths of the room were taken down and replaced with fresh, hand-blown glass imported from Europe. After all the renovations were complete, the room looked better than when it was first constructed.
Eve takes in a deep breath and steps onto the floor, relishing the cold feeling on the soles of her feet. There is only one other person in the room and it's a girl by the ballet bar opposite from the door. The other girl pulls her black hair into a ponytail and lifts a leg to rest on the bar. When she begins to stretch, she notices Eve in the mirror to her right. The two lock gazes before Eve catches herself staring and looks away.
The black haired girl laughs. "You don't have to be shy, I'm a really nice girl."
Eve grew defensive. "I'm not shy, I just wasn't expecting anyone else to be here so early." The girl laughs a short laugh, catching Eve's gaze in the mirror. Her gray eyes smile at Eve's emerald glare.
"I'm sorry if I wanted to be early, I just happen to like dance." The gray eyed girl trails off, shifting her gaze to another place in the room but Eve keeps her eyes on her face. Noticing the abrupt silence covering the room, the black haired girl smiles at Eve, the motion reaching her eyes.
"My name's Kylie Wheeler." Eve blinks a little in the mirror but introduces herself all the same. This girl sure is friendly.
"My name's Eve Linus."
"It's nice to meet you Eve." Eve runs a hand through her brown hair.
"Same to you."
Dustin stomps down the nearly desolate hallway.
Yeah he and his older brother liked to play tricks on each other sometimes but Drake had gone too far this time. Senior or not, he was about to get his ass handed to him on a silver platter with his name engraved on it. The bell hadn't rung yet so he had a few minutes to go and inflict pain on his older brother.
BRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGG!
Dustin's heart skips a beat.
Fuck, the bell just rung and he's stuck in the hall on the 3rd floor, his seventh hour located on the 6th. A whistle blowing catches his attention and his body moves on its own accord.
Hall sweep.
Dustin power-walks as fast and calmly as he can to a nearby staircase, hoping and praying he isn't seen. Maybe if he walks fast enough he could probably make it, all he has to do is avoid the security guards in the hall and he's home free. The staircase is getting closer now and he can taste the sweet liberty of freedom on the tip of his tongue. Lord knows he cant afford a Saturday Star on the first day of school.
"I see you over there! You might as well come over here." Dustin freezes in his spot and grips his book bag straps; so much for freedom. He slowly does an about face and meets the security guard who stopped him. There's another boy standing behind the tall security guard, glaring at his back with angry gray eyes and flipping the back of his head the bird.
The security guard pulls the toothpick out of his mouth and fixes Dustin with a look. "You know what time it is?"
Dustin makes a face at the toothpick. "Time for you to get a real job Fields?" The toothpick flicks Dustin in the forehead.
"Wrong answer! The bell rings at 2:00 and it's 2:01. Care to explain why you're in my hall Dustin?"
The junior stands silent for a few seconds. How can he really explain his situation to this jerk? It's bad enough he's been caught in a hall sweep on the first day of school but by this creep of all people? Somebody upstairs must be toying with his life right now. The boy behind Fields meets his eyes and gives him a thumbs up.
"I just wanted to see you again Fields. You know you're my favorite authority figure." The adult glares at the junior standing in front of him, reaching out and grabbing him by the arm. "You two, follow me."
The two students grumble yet comply, following the security guard through their open space dining commons and down to the second floor. After they descend the stairs, the boys exchange a glance with one another then to Fields walking in front of them. Dustin flashes the boy next to him a friendly grin.
"I'm Dustin Harris and you are..?"
"Kasely Wheeler. So you're the Dustin Harris, huh?'
Dustin gives the boy a smirk and a thumbs up. "The one and only. You thinking what I'm thinking?" He asks, motioning to Fields.
Kasely nods once. "If it involves running, I'm all in."
They share a conspiratorial nod with each other and fall out of step with Fields. They take slow, large steps backwards, holding onto their backpack straps to keep them still.
They count eight steps backwards, making sure to keep silent, turn on their heels and run.
The squeaking of shoes on a freshly waxed floor catches Fields' attention. He looks over his shoulder and catches the fleeting sight of the two male students he caught during the hall sweep. Cracking his neck, he tightens the belt around his waist and takes off after them. No student has ever escaped him before and they weren't going to start now.
"I never knew that was Alex Arline's dance company." Kylie nods.
"It sure is. I didn't think so either at first since the choreographer was Debbie Allen." Eve stretches her leg out on the ballet bar, completely enthralled by Kylie's stories. It turns out that the two of them share a few interests now that they got to know each other. They both share a love of dancing, they like some of the same music artists and they pick out the same color tropical skittle when they buy candy.
The girls walk into the changing room and change back into their school clothes, collecting their things once they re-enter the now empty dance studio. Class is over for today and the girls head out of the studio side by side in a new conversation.
"Is this your last class of the day Eve?" Kylie questions, stuffing her change of clothes into her back pack. Eve does the same thing, reaching into her messenger bag and pulling out her schedule.
"Yeah, I'm done for the day."
Kylie flashes her a smile and seizes her by the arm, pulling her out of the studio. With the abruptness of Kylie's actions, Eve barely has time to secure her messenger bag around her person. Did the first day of school make everyone act weird?
"Sweet. You can meet my new friend, Melody!"
"Is he back there?"
"He was a few minutes ago. He could've taken that right up to the fifth floor. Take this left!" The boys shoot down a flight of stairs and take a wide left onto the third floor. They enter the dining commons and pause to take a breather.
They had ditched Fields on the second floor, led him down to the first floor and lost him there. They hid out in one of the JROTC classrooms in one of the supply closets, with help from one of the instructors of course. When the instructor deemed it safe, they snuck out of the room and creeped over to the first floor elevator and took it to the fourth floor, just to be safe.
Which leads us to this little scenario. The boys find themselves in the dining commons, out of breath and ready to go. The day isn't technically over since there is another hour after seventh hour so no doubt Fields will still be looking for them. Good thing they didn't have eighth hours.
When his lungs feel replenished, Kasely stands up and looks through the crowd of students, searching for any sign of Fields.
"Do you see him?" Dustin asks, recovering from his own breathlessness. Kasely's answer is negative, but he's still looking down the hallway.
"What is it dude?"
"I see my twin heading this way."
Without warning, Kasely seizes Dustin by the arm and bolts out of their hiding spot. The boys sprint down through the dining commons, dodging obstacles in their course and still keeping an eye out for Fields. Kasely releases Dustin and the two vault over an overturned lunch table; the janitors always started clean-up early on the first day of school.
When the two clear the dining commons, they slow their run to a walk and collect themselves. Kasely spots a trio of girls heading their way and he waves them over, making Dustin cock an eyebrow. The girls meet up with them and he watches Kasely sling an arm over one girl with black hair and gray eyes like him. A girl with turquoise hair and teal eyes stands next to the black haired girl and jumps when Kasely's arm slinks around her shoulders as well. A third girl with brown hair and green eyes catches his attention and Dustin smiles at the sight.
"A familiar face is what I needed after today. How's it going Eve?"
The brunette in question fixes Dustin with an annoyed glare but answers his question anyways. "I'm fine Dustin. I'm guessing you're done with classes for the day?"
The junior nods his head in agreement. "Good, now you can leave me alone."
"Oh sweet Eve, it is yet the first day and your words wound me so!" The female junior rolls her eyes at her classmate's melodramatic behavior. Because really, who fakes a death in a high school lunch room? After Kasely revives Dustin with a swift kick to the ribs, the little group walks off towards the front entrance, their schedules over for the day.
"I don't think everyone knows everyone yet." Kasely states. The group stops walking and exchange glances with one another. They really didn't formally introduce themselves yet. Noticing the awkward silence in the group, Kasely laughs a little and hugs the raven haired girl around the shoulders.
"You never really introduced me to your friends Kylie; guess I'll do it for you. I'm Kasely Wheeler and this is my younger sister Kylie. We're twins, if you didn't know. That guy over there is Dustin Harris." Dustin flashes a smile to the girls, while Kylie elbows her brother in the ribcage.
"Idiot. This is Eve Linus," she points to the brunette, who nods in acknowledgement, "and this is Melody Russell." The girl with the turquoise hair waves shyly at the others in the group. Once they all knew each others' names, the group make their way towards the front doors of the school.