Welcome to High School, Chapter Two: Don't Look Back

by SnowFlower Frost

Summary: The Guardians are going to High School. Nothing can go wrong, right? That's if you forget the fact that Pitch and Manny are in charge, the Guardians are secret agents, and they're going to school in none other then Burgess. High School AU, Agent!Guardians, Principal!Manny, Vice-Principal!Pitch. For CottonCandy1234's fanfiction contest.

Disclaimer: In no way, shape, or form, do I claim to own the movie Rise of the Guardians, nor any content featured within.

Thanks to my beta, River Melody! I still love you, Riv:)

Jack took a deep breath, picking uncomfortable at his blue- blue of all colours!- hoodie, his brown pants, and black backpack. He drew his hood over his head, wincing at the thought of what exactly would happen if the teachers weren't looking. He'd always wanted to go to high school, to be normal. Now it looked like he was getting half of his measly wish that he now wondered why he'd ever had.

He was going to be that kid, the one who showed up in the middle of the year, got picked on, and eventually ended up being homeschooled. But at the same time he wasn't, because he was here on a mission: infiltrate Guardian High, report to 'Vice-Principal' Black on his findings, and expose 'Principal' Moon for who he was- a fraud who ran an agency for the betterment of the worst type of people in the world. Well, that was what he had been told. He had been, after all, taken by Pitch Black.

To Jack, Pitch Black was a saint, a heavenly person who took in poor orphaned children and helped them work for the betterment of others. To others, Pitch Black was a cruel crime lord who enslaved children and forced them to do his bidding. It's not that hard to figure out which view is the right one.

Jack closed his eyes and walked into the building, navigating his way with little trouble to the Administration Office. The school was incredible, he had to admit. Though he got a few odd glances, people just assumed he was in a different grade and moved on quickly, going back to chatting with their friends or hyperventilating about their latest crush.

It was, he decided, pretty typical of a high school. But what could he expect.

Finally, the lady sitting at the desk looked up and saw him. "Yes?" She asked. "How can I help you, dearie?"

Jack smiled charmingly at the lady, pulling down his hood. "My name is Jack Frost, ma'am. I'm new here."

"What excellent manners!" The lady exclaimed. "I'm Mrs. Fiente, the school secretary."

She began to bustle around in the drawers, finally withdrawing a slightly crinkled form.

"Dearie, this is your schedule. Now, I'll call Ms. Desjardins to help show you around," Mrs. Fiente told him sweetly.

Jack smiled at her. "Oh, it's no problem, ma'am. I can find my way around."

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Fiente exclaimed. "Besides, Ms. Desjardins is new like you," she smiled at him.

Jack rubbed the back of his neck. There would be no getting out of this one, would there? "If you insist, ma'am," he said politely.

"I do," she replied, turning to the back office. "Toothiana Desjardins!"

A beautiful girl with sparkling violet eyes, brown hair threaded with green and gold feathers, pale skin, the most amazing smile, and a slightly Indian look to her came out of the back office. "Yes, Mrs. Fiente? Is there anything I can do for you?"

The secretary nodded. "Ms. Desjardins, Mr. Frost here needs someone to show him around the school," she smiled kindly. "I would do it, but I'm incredibly busy."

The girl nodded quickly. "Oh, it's no problem, ma'am."

She bolted out of the office and grabbed Jack's arm, her hair bouncing around her shoulders. "Oh, this is going to be so much fun!"

In his shock, Jack had just enough time to wonder why the secretary was handing him off to a demon before the girl was chattering nonstop. "My name is Toothiana, but please, call me Tooth! What's your name? Are you new here? Where did you live? Where was the last place you went to school?"

Jack tried to keep up. "I'm Jack Frost, I'm obviously new, I live in Snowball Condos, I lived in Minneapolis, and I went to Minneapolis High Sector Six."

Tooth smiled at him. "Great! Hey, wanna be my friend?"

Jack smiled uncertainly at her. A friend? He couldn't remember having a friend. Ever. "Sure."

The change in her was immediate. "Yay! Oh, and this is your English classroom, if you'd like to peek inside."

He did so, peering in through the door at the seemingly normal classroom, with the stacks of course books, the library passes in a box by the door, the numerous desks and the uncomfortable chairs.

"It seems… normal," Jack told her.

Tooth laughed. "Yeah, Ms. Smith is average. Very average."

She dragged him along the hallway, until a buff Russian guy called out to her. "Toothy! Wait up!"

Tooth glanced back at him. "North! Hi!"

Jack studied the guy. Lots of muscles, brown hair, sparkling blue eyes. Rather tall and he was lean. Upon further examination, he appeared to have formal weapons training of some kind, in the way he carried himself, in the slight calluses on his hands. Jack immediately classified him as a threat.

North jogged up to them. "Toothy! Who's your friend?"

"This is Jack Frost, he's new here," Tooth smiled, nudging Jack.

"Hi," Jack gave a little wave. "What she said."

North smiled at him. "Nice to meet you, Jack Frost! I am Nicholas North, but I am known simply as North."

"Nice to meet you," Jack eyed him warily.

"Jack and I have first period together, North! Socials with Mr. Henderson!" Tooth exclaimed with a grin.

Jack winced imperceptivly. He needed to investigate the school. He had to shake her- and soon.

North nodded. "Good, Toothy!"

Another boy, this one looking slightly Australian, with tanned skin, grassy green eyes, messy brown hair, and a permanent scowl, joined them.

Jack classified him as an automatic threat, too. He had the looks of someone who was used to dealing with a weapon that could just as easily hurt you as your enemies. A boomerang, maybe? Whatever it was, it was dangerous, and he was good at it, Jack could tell that much.

He barely registered Tooth dragging him along to their first class. "Aster!" She exclaimed. "This is Jack Frost, he's new here!"

Jack waved.

Aster eyed him suspiciously. "Ah'm Aster Bunnymund, mate. Pleased ta meet ya."

He would have responded, but another boy came along, this one with sandy brown hair, hazel-gold eyes, pale skin, and, what appeared to be a dwarfish mutation, what with the way his head barely reached Jack's stomach.

The third boy waved at Jack and Tooth. "Jack, this is Sandy. He's a mute, so he doesn't talk."

Jack nodded to himself, his suspicions confirmed. "I'm Jack Frost." He told the boy- Sandy- with a small, small smile.

Sandy nodded and smiled back at him, his hazel-gold eyes wide as he assessed the white haired boy in front of him.

They reached the Socials classroom and Tooth suggested. "Why not head inside, Jack? I'll meet you in a bit."

Jack nodded, frowning. There was no chance of skipping class or examining the school more, not with the way things were going. He would have to sneak in later… maybe at night.

Once Jack had entered the classroom, the four remaining teens huddled together.

"Is he the one?" A female voice asked.

"I believe so. All clear with Moon's orders?" Said a voice with a thick Russian accent.

"Yep, mate. Identify, isolate, conquer," this time the voice had an Australian accent.

A note was pressed into the female's hand, and she read it aloud. "Moon says not to harm, remember, we want him to join us."

Then she pushed away from the group and entered the classroom, leaving behind her secret agent persona and adopting a normal teenage life once more.

A/N: So what did you guys think? Thanks so much to everyone whose favorited, followed, and, most especially, reviewed, even though I love you all:) Please review! With a cookie and a cherry on top!

Kisses,

Snow