High School Heroes: New Beginnings
Summary
Have you ever wondered what the Heroes were like before they got their powers? Or at least before most of them got their powers… Would their lives be different if they all went to the same high school? If they were all around the same age? This is freshman and sophomore year. This is only the beginning.
Chapter 3: Changing
Hey! Sorry for the slight delay, I was in Cali and didn't have any internet! Just want to let you guys know, this story will not be canceled any time soon ;D Hope you enjoy, and thanks for all the great reviews J
As Edgar walked passed Peter, he nodded to the back of the class. Peter turned to see a girl with dark skin and a red shirt and immediately understood. When he turned back, he saw that Claude was now sitting where Edgar had been. He smiled politely at Peter and Peter smiled back.
"Well," said Mrs. Daniels "I guess it doesn't matter that you two boys switched seats, since there will be arranged seating any way."
Every one groaned as she pulled out a new slip of paper. Eyes still glued to the paper she began pointing at desks, starting with the first one on the left (or if you're a student, the right).
"Charlie," She said. A girl in the back with soft auburn curls began to make her way to the front of the class. She pointed to the next seat. "Brad,"
A boy in the middle of the class stood up. He was the same boy Peter had just escaped, and now he was sitting next to him.
"Dead meat," He mouthed at Peter as he took his seat. Peter sighed. Wonderful. The two teens in the previous seats now stood, books in hand, whilst waiting to receive their new placements. She continued to call out the names on the little wrinkled sheet.
She was a young woman, probably in her twenties, yet the way she shuffled about reminded Peter of a middle schooler. Why was she so scared of a class she didn't even know? Maybe that was why, she didn't know them.
Pointing to a seat in the middle, she said "Peter,"
He picked up his books and walked over to the new seat. She pointed next to it.
"Gabriel,"
"So, what class do you have?" Gabriel asked. He wanted to change the subject.
"A' you really tryin' to make a conva'sation out a' that?" Adam said "Or a' you just tryin' to change the subject?"
"Um, I" Gabriel stuttered. He didn't really know what to say, "I just- I was just wondering."
"I don't think it'll really make much of a difference unless we're goin' to the same closs, which I'm pretty sure we're not."Gabriel didn't like this guy. He was rude and made him feel uncomfortable.
"You need to loosen up a bit there Gabriel, I can tell you don't like me, so why don't you just say it?"
"No! No! that's not it!" Gabriel said quickly. Adam stopped and turned to look at him.
"If you're tryin' to make this situation less uncomf'table I would suggest that you stop blabbering like an idiot and just say what you wont to say!" Gabriel was shocked. Now he really didn't know what to say. "Look, you obviously need my help. If I'm goin' to be seen with you, you're goin' to hafta' stop slumpin' around like a lost puppy 'oo wan's ta' cry and run home to its mummy! Now, if you'll excuse me, I 'ave to go to my next closs which I am not intending on tellin' you the name of." With that he turned and walked off, leaving Gabriel alone, stunned and gaping in the hall.
Brad Linney was not a nice person. Charlie didn't like the way he had glared at the poor boy sitting next to him, Peter. She was glad that he wouldn't have to sit next to him. He turned to her and smiled.
"Hey," he said, a cheesy smile washed onto his face. She smiled back politely
"I'm Charlie" she said, reaching out a hand to shake his. He took it.
"Your hair is very sexy," He said
"Well thank you for the compliment, but I would prefer you didn't call me something based on my appearances." She replied. Brad frowned. He didn't really know how to reply to this.
"Oh," he said. She smiled sweetly.
"So what's your name?" she asked.
"Um, Brad," he said.
"Is it short for anything?"
"No, just Brad,"
"Oh, because I was wondering if it was short for Bradley, like George Bradley, the famous poet. He wrote Through the Other End of a Telescope. I love that one." Brad just stared at her for a moment.
"Usually when people hear my name they think of Brad Pitt." Charlie laughed.
"Oh, well, I'm not much of a movie person,"
By the time Gabriel reentered the room, there was a girl sitting in his seat. He looked around and saw everyone was sitting in different seats. Why couldn't the day just make a little sense.
"Gabriel, you sit here, next to Peter," Mrs. Daniels said, pointing to a seat in the middle. The boy turned around and Gabriel could not believe his misfortune. The same boy that had carelessly run into him would now be sitting with him for the rest of the semester. This sucks.
And now, as an apology for taking so long, a short little story of what happened in the episode Brave New World in the car. Peter and Gabriel driving to save the world. Short little nothing, enjoy!
(Gabriel and Peter are driving along in silence and Gabriel is staring out the window. Finnally they pass a billboard and Gabriel jumps up excitedly)
Gabriel: Oh! Can we stop at the giant ball of yarn?!
Peter: Oh my gosh Gabriel, we are in a car, on our way to saving the world, and you want to stop at a giant ball of yarn?! Grow up.
(silence)
Peter: We can stop on the way back
Gabriel: Yessss