Sorry, this chapter took a while to come up with. This story is long so any of you expecting Dasey action in the first few chapters will have to wait. And before you continue the next two chapters are basically boring (which is why I had a hard time writing them), but after that the story will get interesting. ENJOY.
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Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN LIFE WITH DEREK!
Chapter 2: First Meetings
A/N: Alan's thoughts are underlined.
1st period: Chemistry; 2nd period: Trigonometry/Calculus; 3rd period: P.E. YES! FINALLY!
As the bell rings, students file into the gym. The gym instructor introduces Alan to the rest of the class. The others wave or say "hello" then wait for the instructor's plan.
"Today, we are starting football." The instructor announces. "Two-hand touch football. I mean two hands. One hand and the play keeps going. No penalties, any play is allowed, the basketball sidelines are out of bounds, and everyone must participate. Three of you are going to ref along with me. Max, you will be one captain and let's have...Mr. Young be the other captain. Pick your teams."
With the teams picked, Max and Alan shake hands. Max grips Alan's arm tight and whispers into Alan's ear. Then Max releases him.
"This is so unfair!" One girl says. "Our team is going to get killed."
"Excuse me, but how good is Max?" Alan asks one of his teammates.
"He led our school to the championship last year. Over the summer a couple of guys said he has become better, if that is possible." One guy explains.
"Better as in talent or strength and speed?" Alan asks.
"Both." The girl says. "Don't worry. It's your first day. The others will forgive you."
The game begins, Max's team takes an early 21-0 lead. Alan watches as Max uses trickery and knowledge to his advantage. Alan cannot control the whole defense so he takes some criticism from his teammates. After the score goes to 28-0, Alan begins to work a strategy in his head.
There are only 20 minutes left in class now. Alan has his plan and begins to show his nature athletic ability. He takes the team and makes it a tie game after fifteen minutes. Now, Max's team with the ball and 5 minutes left in class. Max lobs the ball into the air. Alan sees the ball and point to this one kid, Henry. Henry runs down the ball and leaps into the air. With one hand Henry intercepts the ball and quickly goes out of bounds. Alan now with the ball. He begins to hum his favorite song in his head. He makes a few short passes then delivers a strike.
Max's mouth falls open. His team lost to a new kid who had just moved here. He looks angrily at Alan. There was going to be a confrontation between Alan and Max. Max looks at his football teammates and nods to them.
In the locker room, Max and his buddies gather around Alan as he gets his shirt on. They stare down at him since Alan is only 5'5". They wait for Alan to break down, however, Alan stares down Max.
"I bet you think you're some hot shit, don't ya?" Max says.
"No, I don't." Alan says walking past Max, intentionally bumping into his shoulder. "Just showing the quarterback, how a New York quarterback wins the game on the line."
Alan leaves the locker room. He heads to his next class, English. He arrives in the class as the teacher walks in.
"Good morning, students." The teacher says. "Today, we have a new student joining us. Please welcome, Alan Young."
"Hello, Alan." Everybody says.
"Alan do you want to tell everyone a little about yourself?" The teacher asks.
"Okay. Well, I recently moved here from New York. I am still getting used to living here, considering I moved from a big city to a suburb. I enjoy playing sports such as football, hockey, and baseball. I also enjoy school, being advanced in almost every subject." Alan explains. "That is all you need to know about me."
"LAME!" A kid in the back yells.
"Mr. Venturi. Do you want to say something." The teacher asks.
"NO! Not at all, except that this kid is okay in my book because he likes hockey." Derek says.
"Enough out of you, Derek." The teacher says.
"Sure thing, teach." Derek smirks.
"You can sit down now, Alan." The teacher says.
"Thank you, Miss H." Alan says.
Alan takes his seat which is located towards the back of the room. He notices that he is in front of Derek. To his left is another guy with dirty blond hair falling out of his cap. He looks to his right and sees the girl from his gym class. Then he notices another girl. The girl from Paul's office this morning.
CASEY! Hmm, she doesn't seem as wound up as this morning. She seems calm, relaxed, concentrated on something. It seems she feels better than she did this morning. The keyword being calm.
Then Alan hears something fly past his face. He sees a spitball flying towards the back of Casey's head. He cannot react and watches as Casey grips the back of her long hair. She turns slowly and glares in Alan's direction. His face drops to the floor and looks down to his notebook.
I thought too soon. I come to school one day and I already have an enemy and psycho girl who is in my class. My luck sucks.
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A/N: Yeah, I know. Basically the filler chapter, but this does set up for the next. After all Alan still has yet to "formally" meet Casey and Derek.
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