Disclaimer: This takes place before "Relative Chaos."
One week later...
As Colin looked into the mirror, he asked himself some deep questions.
"Am I really ready to do this? I mean, SCHOOL?" he asked himself as he wiped his face with a rag. "I mean, this is a big step...No, wait, a MASSIVE one…"
The last week had been probably the craziest ride of his life. It had been relatively easy to enroll him in the local foreign pupil program. Although he technically wasn't an exchange student, Colin figured they wouldn't be able to fully grasp the, er, 'situation' at hand.
He had started the last week trying not to die, and now here he was, standing in a new families bathroom, ready to start his first day of school.
Colin had been to school before, but it wasn't exactly what you would call a 'high class education'. Most of the kids there were on free lunches, the gym was decaying, and most importantly, no one liked him. His friends were the kids that rarely showed up at school, and spent most of their time smoking, drinking, or a combination of the two.
But today, he realized the big chance that he had.
"Maybe I'll actually make some friends, for once," he said to himself in the mirror. "Or maybe the teachers will like me. Or maybe even a girl could talk to me! Oh, Mama would be so proud..."
His voice trailed off as he thought of Mama and Chica. Suddenly, he felt a rush of anxiety come on.
He stumbled away from the sink, and eventually sat down on the edge of the bathtub.
"They'll be fine…" He said, trying to reassure himself. "T-they'll find a new employee or something... they can't just have no one worki-"
"COLIN, HURRY UP! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR LITERALLY 2 HOURS TO GET IN HERE!"
He jumped at the sound of Loris voice. His train of thought had been derailed for a moment.
"Ok, ok, he patient, chica! Sheesh!" he stuttered as he walked out of the bathroom.
His whole appearance had been changed over the course of the past week. Instead of wearing his old Chargers shirt and ragged shorts, he wore new jeans and a University of Michigan hoodie. He also had a buzz cut and had shaved what little of a beard he had.
On top of all that, he had had many firsts, too. Such as his first shower in years, his first real sit down dinner, and an actual 'brother.'
Yes, he knew Lincoln wasn't really his brother. BUT, if they were really going to live in the same house, they needed to get to know each other better.
Last Night, The Couch...
"Sooo, what do you like to do?" Colin asked Lincoln as he read a book.
"Well, I like to watch TV. And, umm, I like video games."
"Anything else?"
"Hmmm...no, not that I can think of, really…"
"Seriously? All you like is with the stupid TV?"
"Woah, Colin, settle down. What do you have against TV?"
"Chico, I've never even owned anything remotely related to a TV, and when I bought one it sucked me into it. So yeah, not very good first impression, if you ask me."
"How about comic books? Do you like those?"
He thought for a minute. He used to read the comic books on the shelves in the bodega when it was closed, but he really couldn't remember all the characters.
He did recall one, however.
"Oh yeah, I like comic books! My favorite was this one guy called, umm, 'Stupor Man!'"
"Who?" Lincoln asked, confused.
"Stupor Man? You've never heard of him?"
"No...but MY favorite is Ace Savvy. He's a crimefighter. There's a comic book on the table if you want to read it."
"Aww, sweet!" he said as he picked it up, beginning to read.
Present Day...
And so Colin and Lincoln had sorta, kinda, somehow bonded by the first day of school.
But there were still 10 sisters left in the house to get to know, and he knew that wouldn't be so easy. He would have to count his chickens after they hatched, however. Lori was forcefully pushing him out of the house at that point.
10 Minutes Later…
After -barely- managing to get all the kids in the car and get to school, Colin was sent to homeroom, where he was given a scedule and pencil. The teacher read off the names on his attendance sheet, and then made an announcement.
"Ladies, gentlemen, I believe we have a new student. Where's, umm, Colin G. Loud?"
At first, he didn't move, but eventually realized who the teacher was talking about and began to get up.
"Colin Loud?" he thought to himself as he stood up. "Why would they have my last name as Loud?"
He barely managed to squeak out a sentence as he faced his audience.
"Er, hi. Ummm, I'm Colin. And, it's nice to meet all of-"
"Where are you from, kid?" A short kid with red hair in the back asked.
"Umm, California. San Diego to be specific," he answered, feeling slightly more confident with his speaking.
His announcement of where he was from was met by a barrage of questions.
"Was it hot down there?"
"Is San Diego in Mexico?"
"Are you a Chargers fan?"
"Yes, No, and most definitely," he said as the teacher restored order to the classroom.
"Well, uh, Mr. Loud, that's very interesting. Now, I'll be your homeroom teacher for the rest of the year. My name is-"
The bell rang before she could get her name out. It was futile to try and say anything at that point, and Colin jumped up and headed for the door.
He walked out of class, carrying his books under his arm. Before he even got 10 steps down the hall, though, someone had rammed into him from the side.
"Hey, ¡Mira adonde vas, amigo!" He annoyingly said to the person as he began to pick up his stuff.
"Uh, did, you just speak Spanish to me?" The kid asked, beginning to help him with his stuff.
"Sí. ¿Tienes algún problema con eso, amigo?" he asked, beginning to get more angry than annoyed at the kid.
"No hay problema. ¿cuál es tu nombre?"
Colin looked up to find he was speaking to another Hispanic kid.
"My name? Colin. Colin Gomez," he said, beginning to smile. At least he knew he wasn't alone there.
"It's nice to see another Latino guy here," the kid said, handing him his math book. He was tall and lean, and was wearing a flannel button down with blue jeans.
"I'm Bobby. Bobby Santiago."
"Good to meet you, Bobby. Hey, uh, do you know where the Civics classroom is? I have no idea where I'm going…"
"Oh yeah, sure, sure. You just go down the hall and take a left tur- Hey, Lori!" He said, standing up straight as Lori walked towards them.
"Hey, Boo Boo Bear!" she said as the two hugged. "I see you met Colin!"
"Wait, you KNOW him?" Bobby asked, looking back at Colin with interest.
"Yeah! He's an exchange student, right, Colin?"
"Yeah, yeah...Uhhh, did you just call him 'Boo Boo Bear?'" Colin asked, confused.
"Oh, yeah! Colin, Bobby here is my boyfriend. You two should hang out some time! I gotta go now!"
"Umm, ok?" He said as Lori walked away to get to class. "So,;where's the room again?"
"The what?"
"Seriously? The room we were JUST-"
"Oh, yeah, the civics room!" he remembered. "It's down the hall and to the left. You better hurry though, or else you'll be late."
"Ok, thanks, man!" Colin shouted as he rushed down the hall.
Did he just make a new friend? And he was actually connected to the Louds?
He would have to think about it later, he thought. The bell had rung for first period. He was already late to class for the year.
Alright, I'm just gonna say it now: I HATE THIS STUPID SHOW!
Also, shame on you if you actually believe that. I love the show, but last nights episode...GAHHH! I already miss Ronnie Anne! And Bobby! The Mom, I could care less about, but those two?! Why not Rusty?! Who cares about him? NOT ME, that's for sure!
Now, don't get me wrong, the episode was wonderfully done, and also a bit of a barrier breaker (My boy CJ in the house!). But God, DAMN IT, this show is draining my mental health! I almost was ready to cry last night, that's how bad it got! ( In case you didn't notice by now, I'm a Ronniecoln kind of guy.)
Anyway, I'm getting WAY off track here. Thanks for reading, and remember, Likes, Reviews, Favorites are ALWAYS appreciated. Ciau!