New chapter! WARNING: The first half of this chapter is REALLY fucking boring, so yeah. Sorry for that. But, the second half is pretty important and 'exciting' I suppose. Oh well, you decide. (:

DISCLAIMER: I do not own RUGRATS/All Grown Up or the characters.

Angelica, Susie: 17 (Seniors)

Chuckie: 16 (Junior)

Tommy, Phil, Lil, Kimi: 15 (Sophomores)

Dil: 14 (Freshman)

Kimi's P.O.V.

Chuckie and I just got home from school. I run up to my room and close the door behind me. I quickly go over to my computer and sign into my instant messanger. Lil's already online.

PunkGeisha says: Hi Lil(:

TwintasticChick says: Hey Kimi :**

PunkGeisha says: What's up?

TwintasticChick says: Nothing. U still have to tell me about u and my bro!

PunkGeisha says: omg i know! when?

TwintasticChick says: Idk. Wanna have a sleepover?

PunkGeisha says: Is that even a question?

TwintasticChick says: Lol true. K when r u free?

PunkGeisha says: Im free tonite.

TwintasticChick says: Ohh... I have a date with Tommy tonight.

PunkGeisha says: Aww. The lovebirds have a date! How adorable ;) Wait, but it's Monday. You have a date on a week day?

TwintasticChick says: Yeah. So?

PunkGeisha says: Idk, nvm. Anyways, how about tomorrow nite?

TwintasticChick says: Yea sounds great. My house or yours?

PunkGeisha says: Whatever. Idc.

TwintasticChick says: Kk, my house. U can see Phil. (;

PunkGeisha says: Lol shut up.

TwintasticChick says: Alrite, I'll talk to u later. I gotta get ready for my date.

PunkGeisha says: OOOH! ;D

TwintasticChick says: Ok really, stop.

PunkGeisha says: Ok, bye.

TwintasticChick says: Bye:* [mwah]

PunkGeisha has left this chatroom.

TwintasticChick has left this chatroom.

I log off of my account and leave my room. I go downstairs to the kitchen to find Chuckie doing his homework. "Hey Chuckie!"

"Hey Kimi." He mumbles, his eyes glued to the paper. He tears his eyes away from his work to look at me and smile. "What's up?"

"Nothing. I'm just hungry." I walk over to the pantry and grab a pack of Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough flavoured Pop Tarts. "Want one?"

"Sure."

"What flavour?"

"I don't care." I then toss him a pack of Wild Grape flavoured. "I hate this flavour!"

"'I don't care!'" I mock the way he said it before and giggle. I then take back the pack I already gave him and hand him one of S'mores.

"Thank you." He says, rolling his eyes. "Grape just isn't a good flavour for Pop Tarts."

"Then why did you buy them?"

"I was curious!"

I then walk away from the pointless conversation over to the living room. I turn on the television and settle down on the couch. I watch episodes of Hey Arnold! and Malcolm In The Middle on Netflix, until after about three hours of non-stop watching, I get up. Chuckie's still in the kitchen on his laptop. "You're still doing homework? What's wrong with your teachers?"

"Nah, I'm just I.M.-ing."

"Who?"

"Um, Ang~" He says, barely audible.

"Huh?"

"Angel~"

"Who?"

"Angelica." He gives up.

"WHAT?! REALLY!" I don't know what to think.

"Yeah. Really."

"What's she saying?"

"It's none of your business, Kimi."

I roll my eyes. "Kay. You don't have to be a douchebag about it."

He just shrugs. "Sorry."

"So, who started the conversation?"

"Huh? Who?" I nod. "Um, actually, Angelica did."

My jaw drops. "Really?"

"Once again, yes. Really."

"That's...um, great?" I think about it. "Is she being nice?"

"Yea. She's being nice."

"How did she start the conversation?"

"Well, we were talking earlier in school-"

"Really?" I interrupt him.

"Yes, Kimi, really. Do you want to know what happened or not?" I nod. "Then stop interrupting me!"

I just roll my eyes again. "Fine. Go on."

[Chuckie tells Kimi what happened in Art class and at the bus stop. A/N: Sorry, I just didn't want to rewrite it all..]

"Oh my god, Chuckie. That's so awesome!" I say, smiling.

"Yea it's really cool. She's being like, genuinely nice."

"Alright, well good luck with that. I'm getting bored."

"Okay, it's 6 already and I spoke to mom and dad earlier, and they aren't gonna be home in time for dinner, so you hungry yet?"

"I guess so. What are we having?"

"You want some mac and cheese or something?"

"Okay, and should I make burgers?"

"Alright." He smiles.

We then start to cook and it takes us twenty minutes before we finish preparing everything. "Yay! We did it without burning down the house!" I exclaim.

"Yeah, with no help to you!" He replies, pointing to a burnt kitchen rag that caught fire before. Because of me.

I shrug awkwardly. "Sorry. Okay, let's eat."

We dig in and talk about a lot of pointless topics throughout dinner. Pointless, but really fun and funny.

Once Chuckie and I are done eating and have cleared the table, I go to my room. "Bye Chuckie!"

He waves while watching television and I run up the stairs. Once I'm in my room I watch Netflix for a couple of hours until I feel tired and crash on my bed.

As soon as I wake up I run over to my bathroom and take a shower. Once I'm done, I put on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a loose red jumper and white TOMS. I straighten my hair, apply a little foundation and eyeliner, and then throw on a Superman snapback.

When I go downstairs, as usual, Chuckie's already gone. I decide to fix myself a bowl of cereal, so I eat some Honey Comb. My phone vibrates.

From: Chuckie

Get outside.

I put my phone back in my pocket and walk out my front door for school. I walk up to the side of Chuckie's car where I always sit and open the door. "Hey guys." I say with a smile.

"Hey Kimi." They greet me.

Phil scoots over to make me room to sit. "Good morning, beautiful." He grins.

"Hi Phil." I give him a peck on the cheek.

School is a total bore. I'm in Chemistry right now, and I just can't pay attention. I keep zoning out, thinking about random, pointless things. Like how I'm excited for my sleepover with Lil tonight, or how I know what I want for Christmas, or how I want to be a professional surfer one day, but I should probably take lessons first. Just random ideas.

The bell just rang. It's lunch time. Thank god! I see Phil talking to Noah, until Phil notices me and walks over. "Hey Kimi."

"Hey Phil. What were you and Noah talking about?" I ask.

"Nothing, just another 'offer.'"

"Oh." Phil then takes my hand and we walk to lunch. All period has been boring as well. I'm seriously just ready for this school day to be over. It's always the same. The same faces, the same stares, the same routines. I want change.

Once lunch is over, I say to Phil. "Go without me, I'm just gonna go to the bathroom."

"Okay." He says with a smile. We then share a kiss and leave. "Bye!" He waves.

"Bye, Phil!" I call back.

On my way to the bathroom I pass all different types of cliques. The popular cheerleaders and jocks, goths, scene kids, nerds, skaters, preps, drama kids. I don't even know where I fit.

I go to the bathroom, and when I'm done I fix my hair and makeup in the mirror. I look fine, so I leave back for class. In the hallway, there's no one there but me. I keep walking until someone turns a corner and bumps into me, both of us falling and dropping our belongings.

"Sorry." I hear. I look up and see that it's Noah. He starts laughing. "Oh, it's just you."

"Yeah, 'just me.'" I repeat, rolling my eyes. I go to pick up my stuff when something catches my attention. "What's that?" I ask.

He looks at what I'm staring at. "Fuck." He mumbles under his breathe. "It's a blunt."

I stare at it some more until I look back at him. "You mean like, marijuana?" He rolls his eyes and nods his head."Noah, you're not supposed to have that in school!"

"I know! Please don't tell. It's just, it relaxes me to smoke."

I look at him, confused. "Relaxes? How?"

"I don't know. It's just cool." He looks at me. "Why? You wanna try?"

It takes me a second to answer. "Wanna try?" I imitate him. "No! I don't want to get in trouble for something as stupid as drugs!"

"Wow. Okay, I was just asking. It's no big deal."

"Yes it is! You could be suspended for this!"

"Yeah, if I get caught. It's easy to hide."

I'm surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah, sure." I look back at the blunt. He notices me staring again. "You sure you don't wanna try?"

"Um, yeah. I'm sure."

"Alright." He then stands up and helps me up as well. "I'll see ya later."

"Okay." I respond. "What class do you have now?"

"I'm supposed to be in gym, but-" he then lifts up the blunt.

"Oh, right. Well, um, I should go. Bye." I then start to walk off.

"Bye."

I hear his footsteps getting lower and lower. I walk for about ten seconds before- "Noah!"

He turns around. "Yeah?"

I run over to him. "Could I um, just try it?"

"Sure." He smirks. "Let's go."

"Where?"

"Behind the bleachers."

I then follow him over to the football field until we find a small group of six guys all sitting behind the bleachers. They start whistling.

"Wow, Noah." One with shaggy blonde hair and green eyes says. He's wearing baggy sweatpants and a tee shirt of a band that I've never heard of. "Where'd ya get her?"

"We're friends." He answers. "She just wanted to see what we're about." He looks at me. "Let me introduce you." He points at the blonde from before. "This is Eric. He's in our grade." Eric winks at me and I cringe. Noah then points to a pair of identical twins. "He's Alex, and he's Andrew." The two are a bit heavy with brown buzzed-cut hair and hazel eyes. "This is Jared." Jared has blue eyes and spiked dark brown hair. He's wearing a football jersey and jeans. "Chase." He has blue eyes and platinum hair. He's dressed like Noah. "And this is Corey." Corey has dirty blonde hair, half down, half spiked with bright green eyes. He's wearing a Slayer hoodie and baggy jeans.

"Hi." I say shyly. "I'm Kimi." I wave at the small group.

"We've seen you around." Jared says, winking, causing me to blush a bit. He is kind of cute, but I love Phil.

"So..." Chase starts. "Why are you here?"

"I um, kind of wanted to um, try what you do?" I answer, making it sound like a question.

Eric bursts into fits of laughter. "Seriously?! The 'it-girl' wants to smoke?" The whole gang starts to laugh as well.

"Well, could I? I just wanted to try it." I say akwardly. I feel so out of place.

"Sit down." Corey says, patting a seat next to him. I sit down and look at him. He smirks and hands me a blunt that he was just smoking. I scrunch up my face at him. He laughs. "Just try it."

"Okay.." I take it from his hand and look at it for a second. I realize that all of the guys are staring at me. I take one big hit and cough a little.

"How is it?" The twins ask in unison.

"I don't feel anything."

"That means that you have to try more!" Jared says with a huge smile.

I feel weird but I just smile and take another hit.

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