The Ziley Chronicles: First Blush
Chapter 1: New Surroundings
As I closed my mom's car door, I looked around the yard. Canada was so much more different than L.A. But I'd get used to it. I would miss my friends and the gorgeous sights in Cali. I looked to my left to see my older sister Zoey grabbing her bag.
"Hey Zane, I think I might really like it here." she said. I rolled my eyes.
"I liked it better in L.A." I mumbled. Just then my mother Kim (the town judge) came down the stairs. She was wearing jeans and blue jacket.
"Come on kids, let's get you settled in." she said. I gave her my best smile. I wasn't exactly thrilled that I was here. If you ask me, there's nothing here. In L.A. there were tons of things to do. But here, nothing. My step-mother is in a band, so she and our dad travel a lot for her shows. Since we had to be in school, dad decided that it would be best to move to Canada with mom. So here we are.
"Zane let's go." Zoey called. I took my suitcases up to my room and began to unpack. My room looked the same since I had last been here.
"I hope you don't mind that I didn't change anything. I thought that maybe you'd want to do it yourself." she said with a smile.
"It's okay. It brings back a lot of good memories." I chuckled. She smiled and went back downstairs. I sat down on my bed and looked around my room. It had baby blue wallpaper and my favorite posters. I actually sort of missed this place too.
"Zane, can you come down here for a moment?" my mom yelled. I got up and looked out of the window. I saw a man, a boy, another teen just like me. He was actually kind of cute. I went back downstairs and outside.
"Is there something you needed?" I asked. Mom turned towards me and smiled.
"I just wanted to show you your welcome back present." she said tapping the roof of a tan 2002 Ford F250. I was incomplete shock.
"This is for me? No way." I said examining the truck.
"Well, I thought you and your sister should have your own cars. You guys are both old enough now, so. Oh you remember the Milligan's right?" she asked. I looked at the two boys. I believe the oldest one was my friend when we were younger.
"Remember me and you used to watch the big football games and drag races all the time." he said.
"Yeah, I remember. Owen, right?" He smiled at me.
"Yeah, and this is my little brother Tristan." Owen said gesturing to Tristan.
"Hi." he said.
"Hey."
"So how do you like it?" my mother asked.
"I love it, it's so me." I said as I entered the cab. I looked at how perfect this tuck was. I suited me very well. Owen got in on the passenger side.
"Okay, now remember, this is a big truck. So you're gonna have to make wide turns. Okay?" he said with his baby blue eyes gleaming.
"Sure. So what school do you go to?" I asked.
"Oh, Tristan and I go to Degrassi. He's a freshman and I'm a junior." he said. I was immediately happy.
"Cool, my sister and I are going there too. I'm a junior also. Zoey's a senior. Tomorrow's our first day." I said.
"Awesome. I could help guide you two around. You're gonna love it here." I smiled at him. Yeah maybe I would.
The next day, Zoey and I carpooled to Degrassi. It was raining outside. The streets were busy and wet. Zoey was pretty much texting everybody she knew.
"So how do you like Toronto?" she asked me.
"It's okay. I have an old friend that's gonna this day a lot better." I said.
"Oh, that's right, Owen. He's really cute. You two would make an awesome couple Zane." she said.
"Nah, I think being single is the best thing for me now." I said as we pulled up to the school. As we walked into the office we saw how big the school was. Everybody had their own cliques pretty much.
"Uh, hi. We're the Parks, we're new here." Zoey said to the secretary. This lady was probably in her mid-40's. She had long brown hair and wore professional glasses.
"Oh, okay. Let me just pull up your schedules. And… done. The printer is over there." she said gesturing to the printer. "I'm Mrs. Kolchak. Welcome to Degrassi. I hope you enjoy your first of many days to come." she said with a smile.
"Thanks." we said and left. As we walked down the hallway we saw Owen and Tristan.
"Hey guys." Owen called out. We stopped and waited for them to catch up with us. "So let me give you guys the grand tour." I smiled at him and followed. We saw the lunchroom, the gym, the computer lab. Even the memorial place for some kid named J.T who was killed. All in all it seemed like a pretty cool place.
"Alright now, let's see the scheds." Owen said. We handed him our schedules and waited for his response. "Okay, Zane you have gym with me. I'll take you there. Zoey you have the fashion class. Tristan will take you there." Owen said. Tristan smiled at Zoey and they both walked to their classes.
"Wow, gym. Not a big fan." I said.
"Seriously? I thought that maybe since you watched football…"
"That I'd be into the physicality of it? Nope not my thing." I finished for him.
"Hmm, well that might be a problem." he said. I looked over at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Whyyyy?" I asked afraid of what his answer might be. He gave me an uneasy smile.
"Because today we're playing flag football." he said. Oh joy. I thought to myself.
After spending the first half-hour of class avoiding being thrown the ball, it finally came to me. As I held the ball in my hands I looked for a quick escape. I threw the ball at an un-expecting team member. It bounced of her head like a penny bouncing of rubber. If that made any sense.
"I told them that I wasn't a big fan of this." I said to her. She turned around and smiled.
"It's okay. I've experienced a lot worse. You're that new guy, Alexander right?" she asked.
"Zane, and yeah I am. My sister goes here too." I said.
"Nice. I'm Marisol Lewis." she said.
"Nice to meet you." I said. Just then, a tall boy came over to us.
"He's got a good arm, huh? I'm K.C. just so you know." he said.
"Okay, I'm Zane Park, my sister is Zoey." I said.
"Cool. I heard you were from California. Aren't people from there supposed to be like, I don't know, really famous?" he asked.
"Well, maybe that's why I'm not there anymore." I smirked. They both started laughing.
"You're pretty funny." Marisol said. I smiled at them and walked back over to my gym spot. Okay, so gym isn't all that bad. I still don't like it though.
Later that day, I went to lunch. I could tell already that Zoey was enjoying herself. Almost every boy was drooling over her. I just shook my head. I went and sat down with some of my new friends. The table consisted of Me, Marisol, Imogen, K.C., Owen, Katie, and Conner.
"Hey, I see you've my boy Zane." Katie said. Marisol smiled at her.
"Your boy?" she asked playfully. Just then Jenna came over and took Marisol's apple from her.
"He's my boy!" she yelled as she kissed Zane on his cheek and ran away. Marisol went chasing after her. I have to admit, I was kind of uncomfortable.
"You'll get used to that." Katie said.
"Yeah, almost every attractive new kid has to go through it." Imogen said. I gave her slight smile. She then took my picture. I was blinded for a minute because of the flash.
"Sorry, I had to get a picture for the school newspaper." she said.
"It's okay. What type of stories do you use?" I asked.
"All sorts. But I mainly like human interest pieces. You know, like drugs and alcohol?" she said. I nodded my head. "I'm kind of stuck right now."
"Well how about depression or steroid use on the football team?" I suggested. She smiled and nodded her head.
"That's an excellent suggestion." she said.
"See, it's only your first day and you've already made friends." Owen said and nudged my shoulder. I smiled back at him and then looked out the window. I saw the strangest kids come walking by it.
"What's the story with them?" I asked. Imogen and K.C turned around and looked.
"The Stavros's. They're um, Professor and Mrs. Stavros's kids. Only one is theirs but the other four are adopted. They moved down here from Astoria, Oregon a few years ago. They're really connected." Imogen said.
"Yeah, they're beyond connected. The four adopted kids are dating. It's weird." K.C. said turning up his face.
"They're not really related. So it doesn't matter." Imogen said.
"It's still kind of creepy." he said. I watched as a big muscular guy with short brown hair and a girl with long curly strawberry blonde hair walked by us.
"That's Adonis and Arabella. Their dating. I think that's incest." K.C. said.
"Dude, they're adopted. There's nothing wrong with that." Conner said. K.C. just rolled his eyes. The next couple was different. The girl had shoulder length auburn hair. The guy had strawberry blonde hair too.
"Those two right there, that's Langston and Chloe. Langston and Arabella are extremely weird. Arabella's always doom and gloom. And sort of conceited, while Langston is always happy. Langston and Arabella are twins, by the way." K.C. said. Then all of a sudden I saw the most gorgeous guy. He had dirty blonde hair. If it was long it would've been curly. But it was short and neat.
"What about him?" I asked. Everyone looked towards him. Imogen and Katie immediately started blushing.
"That's Riley Stavros. He's a Greek God. But no one here is up to his standards." Katie said sadly.
"Like we care anyway." Imogen added. "On second thought I do care. He's hot." I looked towards him. He looked sort of depressed and it was as if he didn't want to be bothered.
"He seems… different." I said.
"Yeah, he is. But don't waste your time. Almost everyone has tried to get with him. Even me, but he turned a lot of people down." Katie said. I looked back at him again and he was looking back at me.
"Oh, don't worry. I'm not gonna try anything." I said. But I did look at him again. We stared at each other as if we were speaking telepathically. There was just something about him that did something to me. Maybe it was nothing… or maybe not.
A/N: I hoped you enjoyed my version of Twilight. There's more to come. Just hit review and more will be up soon.