Well, thnaks to the two people who reveiwed my first chapter. I figured posting chapter 2 will get me some more reveiws. I hope so...

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Story Time!


Chapter 2: A Proper Introduction

Roger Davis sat in his first period algebra class. He hated math. He hated school. Right now, he hated just about everything. He's been acting emo-ish since he and his ex, April Erickson, broke up. Hopefully, he'll overcome it.

Kids pilled into the bright lighted classroom in the math wing. He recognized many faces. Mostly people who he didn't like, or people who didn't like him. Then one face leaped out at him. April.

He shook her from his thoughts. I've got to get over this. He told himself. April wasn't worth his time.

Then he recognized another face. Mimi Marquez. He wasn't close to her, but they were friends. Sometimes he got the feeling that Mimi was a little uneasy around him. As if she was keeping a secret. Or maybe he's just dumb.

"Can I sit here?" A soft voice took Roger away from his thoughts. He looked up. It was Mimi.

"Uhh, sure." He said. His voice held no emotion. Mimi sat down at the desk next to him. He peeked at her. Her long dark brown curls were pulled back into pigtail braids, and some wisps of hair were sticking out. She didn't wear too much make-up like all the rest of the girls in their grade. But he didn't understand why she was outspoken with her close friends, and so shy around him. Maybe it was a girl thing.

"Alright class, settle down!" the teacher burst into the classroom with a teaching textbook in one hand and a Styrofoam cup of coffee in the other.

Hopefully we can use calculators.


"Welcome to 10th grade Biology!" Said an energetic teacher. "My name is Mr. Simons and I'm going to teach you all about the fascinating facts about the living environment. This is my first year teaching at WHS and I hope we have a fun year."

Is this guy for real? Maureen thought as she doodled in her pink 'Hello Kitty' notebook.

"Now, I'm going to give you your seating assignments." Maureen's head shot up. Seating assignments? No freaking way! Maureen pouted and waited for her name to be called.

"...Gordon Peterson and Pamela Albert...Maureen Johnson and Mark Cohen..."

Maureen looked around the room. Who the hell is Mark Cohen? Maureen made her way to her seat and sat down. A few seconds later a pale blonde headed kid with thick rimmed glasses sat down next to her. He looked baffled and very lost. "I've never seen you before, are you new?" Being Maureen Johnson meant that she needed to know these kind of things to move on with her day.

"Yeah, I just moved here from New Jersey." He said shyly.

"Well, Welcome to New York, Mark. I'm Maureen by the way." She held out her hand for him to shake, which he did.

"Thank's Maureen." He said with a small smile. This kid is adorable. She thought.

"Oh, and if you ever need like a tour of the school or anything, I could help you out." She offered.

"That'd be nice." Mark said.

"Okie Dokie class. Quiet down! Let's get started on our first unit. The Scientific Method!"

"Oh so exciting!" Maureen whispered sarcastically to Mark. He smiled.

Maybe bio wont be so bad after all.


"Welcome to second period Studio Art" Said Mrs. Bauris who obviously did not want to be there. She started rambling on about their first project. All April could hear was her friend, Leah talking about how her summer was. April could care less.

Her green eyes gazed the room. She either didn't know anybody or she hated them. Except for that one kid next to that Mimi girl. What was his name? Alex? Arnold? Adam?...Oh it's Angel! She thought as she took a closer look at the boy. He had tanned skin. She guessed he was Spanish. His face was flawless and he had a smile that could stop the world. April liked what she saw.

"Okay everyone. Come up to the front of the room and get your supplies." The teacher said in a dull tone.

At least one guy in the room isn't dull or faded.


That's chapter two. Collins will be in the next chapter. Reveiws make a happy author that updates fastly!

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