Edited on 7/15/2019

AN: Thank you all so much for actually reading this it is my first attempt at writing fan fiction. I am having a lot of fun writing it. I have been incorporating some characters from the books, so I have more to play with. I don't have a Beta so if anyone is interested, let me know. Standard disclaimer I don't own it I just play with it. Now on with the Chapter.

Chapter 3

"Eric, I am so sorry I wasn't looking where I was going, thank you for catching me that would have been the second time I was on the floor today because of my clumsiness. You can let me go now I have my feet under me." I rambled on hoping that he would soon interrupt my verbal malfunction.

"It is kind of my fault Sookie I was coming to walk you to the foreign language room, and when you did not come out I was getting worried I missed you so I was coming in to ask Mr. M if you had already left." He said as he hesitated to let me go. Eric continued and asked while offering me his hand "May I walk you to your next class? I'm heading that way myself because Mrs. Fant said that I could come on in during my free period before her class." Mrs. Fant is an older woman who has a flair for languages. She could write, read and converse fluently in ten languages. She was our only foreign language teacher. She taught Spanish, French, Swedish and then the language lab which students could take if wanted to learn another language. Mrs. Fant was one of the most popular teachers in the school. She had a way of making learning a language fun but still productive. When Jason had her it was all he could talk about. He said he learned more in her class in one week than he did in others in an entire semester. Her classroom was at the back of the school on the seldom-used fourth floor. The only rooms in use up there were Mrs. Fant's and Mr. Edgington's classroom. He taught History and Government.

Now being the good southern girl, my Gran raised me to be, when a boy asks politely to escort me to my next class how could I refuse. "Thank you, Eric, I would appreciate that," I answered graciously. As we walk towards the stairs he let go of my hand and took the lead up the stairs. I really did not mind walking up the stairs behind Eric because it put me eye level with his world-class butt. I mean that his behind could win awards it was so nice. When we got back to the top, he held out his hand for me to take again which I did. He led me into the classroom and had me put my stuff down. Eric then took me back to Mrs. Fant's desk at the back of the room.

When we got to her desk Eric started to speak in Swedish, "Hej Mrs Fant, hur gör du idag? Det här är min vän Sookie och hon är i ditt nästa klass. Du något emot om jag sitter med henne samtidigt som du undervisar. Jag kommer inte att distrahera henne."

"Hej till dig att Eric. Jag har en bra dag. Du kan sitta med henne så länge du håller tyst. Nu tror jag att vi är otrevlig mot dina unga väninna henne så varför inte vi går tillbaka till engelska." Mrs. Fant replied smiling looking at the confused expression on my face. She continued but in English this time, "It is nice to meet you Sookie, are you ready for today? I hope you enjoy my class."

"It is nice to meet you to Mrs. Fant, Jason and Eric have always talked very highly of you. I know that Jason would have never continued with Spanish if not for you. Yes, I think I am ready as long as you speak in English some of the time." I answered.

"Well, why don't you go take your seats so I can start class." She said while she walked to the front of the classroom and continued, "Hello everyone, I am Mrs. Fant. Today we are going to be picking out names for you to be called by in this classroom. Since all of you are taking Swedish you are going to be picking out Swedish name. I am now handing out to you a list of names you can pick from; it includes the meanings. The list that I am providing you is from the behind the name website. So, if you want to find another name that is not on the list but is Scandinavian it is alright with me. My only rule for this the name has to the same first letter of your own name. For example, Mr. Northman over there was rather unoriginal and picked Erik but it did follow the rule. So, while you all are looking for a new name, I will be taking attendance."

When I got the list of names Eric grabbed it right out of my hand and said "I am going to help you with this. I am going to read off the names and I want you to say yes or no as to if you like the name. But I get final say cause I think that I already know the perfect name for you."

"I suppose you can help me, but I want to have the final say in what my new name is. So start reading." I expressed while waving my hand for him to get on with it.

"Well since it has to be a name that starts with an S and I am assuming that you want to have a feminine name, so I suppose Sigge and Freyja are out. How about Sara, no to plain." He mumbled. "I like Sassa but that is not right either, oh how about Selma, no ok then what do you think of Sibylla." He rambled on.

"I don't like any of those Eric so keep going," I complained.

"Well we haven't tried Sigrid it is from the Old Norse name Sigríðr, which as the paper says was derived from the elements sigr for "victory" and fríðr which means "beautiful, fair". I think that kind of describes you or you could use the short version of it, Siri. I think that we will keep it on the list of possibilities. Look at this one I could call you Siv it means "bride" in Old Norse. In Norse mythology, Siv was the wife of Thor. Maybe I can get Mrs. Fant to bend her name rule and let me change my name to Thor, what do you think Sookie." He interjected with a smirk going over his features.

"No thank you, Eric, no matter how cute you are right now I don't see you as a Norse god. I want to have a name similar to my first name, like you did so let's go that way." I said returning his smirk.

"I am hurt Sookie, but if you want to do what I did then your choices are Susanna or Susanne which is really not that original. You could do a shortened version like Sookie is for Susanna, so how about Sanna. Yeah, I like that one; yep that is your name. You have to use that one it is my favorite." He replied with a coy smile.

"Alright, Sanna it is. Mrs. Fant, I found the name I want." I called to her with my hand up. She came over to see which name I chose. She then wrote Sanna next to my name on the attendance sheet, smiled and walked away.

"Everyone, now that most of you have a name picked out, I want you for homework to make a nameplate to sit on your desk with your new name written on it. I also want you to use some creativity when making then to show me something about your personality. Tomorrow when you come in, I want you to have them finished and ready to show to the class. Now because we only have five minutes left, I am going to let you all go early so you have time to get to your next class." She shouted over us to get us quiet and say goodbye.

"So, I will see you later tonight for supper with the rest of the boys Eric, bye," I exclaimed as I hurried to get my stuff together and out the door. I heard a faint "Adjö Sanna". I now had a long walk to get to the band room for orchestra. You see our band/orchestra room was on the ground floor on the other side of the school. It used to be the old swimming pool before the district got a grant to build a new facility for all the high schools in the area to use. I know that it sounds kind of funny, but the tile that was used in the room made for a wonderful acoustical environment. I had been there at the end of last year when my former director wanted me to meet my new one who happened to be Hoyt's mamma Mrs. Maxine Fortenberry. When I got to the band room it was still mostly empty except for some of the seniors that just had a free period. I cringed when I saw Arlene and her friend Debbie Pelt getting out their violins to tune. I tried to walk as stealthily past them as I could to go retrieve my cello but Debbie saw me, sneered and conspiratorially hiss to Arlene "Look that Stackhouse cow is here, you ready to have some fun, cause I know that Mrs. Fortenberry is up in her office talkin' to your aunt about getting Godric to come back to orchestra this year. I heard that she was talkin' to some of his other teachers and found a way to make it so he could do an independent study for Econ so he could come back."

"No, the last he told me that they weren't gonna let him cause he had too many electives with Art and Drama so he had to give one of them up and you know how he is about drawing and stuff it is like air to him." Chipped in Arlene.

"Well, you know how determined Mrs. Fortenberry can be. Anyway, she has gotten his schedule all moved around so he can come back not only is having an independent study for Econ but they moved his Art studio time to third period and excused him from PE if he will go out for a team of any kind. So, I was thinkin' we could maybe have him "try-out" for the squad and use him as a base so we can finally do stunts. Do you think he would want to?" Debbie asked in a hushed tone. She then shouted "Yoo-hoo! Stackhouse, I want to have a word with you when you get back here with your instrument out of the storage room."

I put on my fake happy pageant smile and squeaked "I will be right out." I missed the rest of their conversation as I went up the back stairs, to the storage room to grab my cello. On my way down the hall, I saw Godric sitting outside of Mrs. Fortenberry's office. He smiled and waved at me. "I did not know that you were in orchestra, what instrument do you play?" I asked him while smiling, my real smile.

"Well, I was and apparently will be again real soon if Mrs. F has anything to say about it and trust me, she does. She has been in there for the last hour and a half convincing my mom and other teachers to move my schedule around. Oh, and I play the cello and viola and string bass. Mrs. F likes me cause I have such a range but to be honest I am kind of getting tired of playing. I wanted to have an easier year this year before I tried out for Juilliard in January. I also must figure out a team to join, so I don't have to do P.E. but I really don't want to add another thing to everything that I have on my plate. Now no more of me putting my troubles on you what are you doing up here? I thought Arlene convinced Mrs. F to move the cellos and basses downstairs at the back of the practice room so that they did not get warped in the heat up here in the storage room." He inquired.

"But Arlene said it was upstairs in the storage room, you don't think that she did something to my cello do you?" I asked worriedly. As I raced back down the stairs to find out where my cello was.

Translations:

Hello Mrs. Fant, how are you doing today? This is my friend Sookie and she is in your next class. Do you mind if I sit with her while you teach? I won't distract her.

Hello to you too Eric. I am having a great day. You can sit with her as long as you keep quiet. Now I think that we are being rude to your young lady friend her so why don't we go back to English.

Goodbye Sanna.