Sorry I haven't posted more of this fanfic. I just recently returned to school from winter break. School is the only place I have access to a computer. Anyway, here's some more Bubble Teens.

After homeroom, the guppies exit the room holding pieces of paper. These were their class schedules.

"The only class the six of us have together besides homeroom is gym," Deema said in disappointment.

"Don't worry, Deems. We'll see each other during lunch too," Gil said trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah, and even though gym is the only class all six of us are in, you'll have classes with at least one of us," Goby said.

"Yeah, it sure looks that way. Thanks guys, I feel better now," Deema said while smiling.

The six guppies part ways. Deema and Nonny go to English, Oona and Goby go to Biology, and Molly and Gil go to History.


Deema and Nonny look at the door marked "Freshman English: Mr. O'Leary." Deema reaches for the doorknob, turns it, and opens the door. Even though the teacher isn't in the room yet, the room was packed.

"Where should we sit?" Deema asks.

Nonny spots two open desks right next to each other, with one of them next to the window.

"Over there works," Nonny says.

"I get the window seat!" Deema squeals.

"But...I wanted the window seat," Nonny said glumly.

"Oooh, what're we gonna do?" Deema pouted. Nonny had an idea.

"What if we switch each week? Like I get the window seat one week and you get it another week," Nonny compromised.

"That's a good idea," Deema said.

The doorknob starts to turn so Nonny and Deema head for the seats. Nonny sat in the desk by the window and Deema sat in the desk right next to him. The teacher came in carrying a dark brown laptop case. He was a pretty tall man with dark hair and brown eyes. He wore a blue short sleeved polo shirt and tan khaki pants. He looked in his early 30's.

"Welcome, I'm Mr. O'Leary. Before we get started, allow me to take attendance," the teacher said.

As Mr. O'Leary called out each individual's name, Nonny and Deema loudly said "here" as their teacher called them. After he was done, he gave them their first assignment.

"For your first writing assignment, I would like each of you to write a piece telling me about yourself. It can be any length you want, but I do want more than just one sentence. It is due at the end of the period. Good luck," Mr. O'Leary instructed.

Nonny knew exactly what he was going to write, so he got started right away. He grabbed some paper, a pencil, and got to writing. Unfortunately, Deema was unable to concentrate. She kept staring at Nonny's piercing. She decided to get to the bottom of this.

"Psst, Nonners," Deema whispered.

Nonny didn't turn around to look. She reached over and shook his shoulder.

"Nonners," Deema whispered.

"What is it, Deems?" Nonny whispered as he looked at Deema.

"I gotta ask, what in the world possessed you to get a piercing?" Deema asked.

Nonny put his hand on his piercing.

"I just thought it would look cool. What's the matter? You don't like it?" Nonny says.

The truth of the matter was that Deema didn't like it, but she didn't want to tell that to Nonny.

"Well...it's not that I don't like it, it's just that...you look so different with it," Deema said.

"I'm still the same guy, just with a piercing. It's the same thing when someone gets a new haircut, or new glasses, or tattoos and piercings. They may look different but they didn't change who they are," Nonny said in a reassuring tone.

Deema smiled and started to accept Nonny's new piercing. She began her assignment.