Okayyy It has been a LOoooOOooONG time since I've published another chapter of this (what? Over FOUR MONTHS? NINE MONTHS?). Yeah, I've been busy and I just noticed how behind I am on some of my stories. So, here is more of Yucaipa High. Remember, I don't own any of these people (except the teachers and kids you've never heard about before). This is chapter two: The Schedules.

The weekend is over and the kids have their supplies. Some of them have already mapped out their classes. A hot amethyst Mustang with cobalt pinstripes slides into a parking space toward the front of the building. A shiny sapphire Infiniti, with the hottest pop song blasting away, parks next to it. A polished crimson Lamborghini is the last to arrive, easily cruising to the other side. Nicole steps out of the Mustang, grabbing her hot pink scarf. Her reflective black shades are secured as she walks to the hood of her car. She leans against it, chewing a piece of gum and searching for her class schedule - which she had folded into the depths of her purse. Rachel steps out of the Infiniti with matching shades and a matching scarf. She has her schedule in hand.

Marlowe, Rachel Sophomore MWF:
Arts TR:
Arts

All underclassmen have lunch fourth period (MWF), whereas all upperclassmen have it for fifth period. Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, school is run like a regular clock: with a class at each hour starting at eight, with ten-minute intervals to get to each class. Tuesdays and Thursdays is block schedule. First period (a MWF second period) is from eight to ten. Second period (a MWF fourth) is from 10:10 to 11:30. Third period (MWF fifth) is from 11:40 to 12:30. Fourth period (MWF seventh) is from 12:40 to 1:40. Fifth period (MWF first) is from 1:50 to three. Nicole finally finds her schedule and unfolds it to read.

Boccerali, Nicole Sophomore MWF:
Algebra Arts Basic Biology Economics TR:
Arts Basic Economics Algebra

Savannah steps out of the Lamborghini and joins the girls. Sean has just arrived in his Mazda Miata. It is cherry red and not a single scratch on it. Justin is in the passenger seat. Savannah is, yes, wearing the same scarf and shades. She uses her side mirror to apply some last-minute lipstick, then walks over with her own schedule.

Shane, Savannah Senior MWF:
Aide Literature Math Period TR:
Literature Aide

"We have lunch together." Rachel sighs to Nicole. "And all three of us have choir."

"Yes." Savaanah rolls her eyes, addressing Nicole. "Thank God you at least have a singing voice."

Oblivious to the sardonic tone, Nicole smiles and flips her hair. Rachel stills for a moment before catching up. Savannah can say things so heartlessly but Nicole hardly ever picks up on it. Nicole had immediately been chosen as Savannah's right hand when Paris had moved away over freshman year summer. Rachel had then been seeked out, after Brianna had left the crew and Angelica had rejected her. Since Angelica is currently the most popular girl, Savannah would rather not pick a fight. Meanwhile, Sean and Justin have just stepped out of the Miata. They lean against the doors, checking for similarities in their class schedules.

Butler, Sean Junior MWF:
III Arts Economics TR:
Arts III

Bendt, Justin Junior MWF:
Education Arts Education TR:
Arts Education Education

"Alright!" Sean throws a hand in the air. "Art and Lunch!"

Shaking his head at his friend's over-enthusiasm, Justin high-fives the brunette. They start walking across the parking lot and are almost run down by Angelica's convertible.

"Move it, Losers!" She shouts, honking the horn.

The boys only laugh. Justin runs out of the way quickly, whereas Sean starts dancing. He backs up little by little, as Angelica revs her engine. She has a coffee in one hand, while the other is on the wheel. Justin calls for Sean - like a dog. Sean nears the side of the school when a skateboarder suddenly collides with him. Justin laughs a little but runs over to help. Angelica takes the nearest space. Stepping out, she surveys the scene.

"Ain't karma a bitch?"

Sean groans as Justin helps him stand. The boys walk away from the incident, most presumably to the nurse's station. The skateboarder in question has spiky, yet puffy, red hair and is wearing a stupid (by Angelica's standards) baseball cap. Angelica sighs, though she doesn't move from her position - leaning against the hood of her car.

"Need any help, Harold?"

"I'm fine, Angelica."

"And the board?"

"Front wheel's busted." He answers unhappily.

"Toss it in the backseat."

Harold does so. He then stands up next to her, giving her a quick kiss. They take out their schedules for a quick look.

Pickles, Angelica Senior MWF:
Masters Math Period Hall TR:
Hall Masters

Frumpkin, Harold Senior MWF:
Aide 's Aide Monitor Sciences 's Aide Writing TR:
's Aide Sciences Writing Aide

"All we have together is lunch." Harold sighs dejectedly.

"Not quite." Angelica counters. "Look at period six."

"What? You have free and I have teacher's aide."

"So? We'll just meet at the same class." She smirks.

"That's genius!" He exclaims happily, giving her a hug without spilling her coffee.

"I know, right?"

"What's genius?" Susie asks, walking over.

Harold grins sheepishly. Angelica simply takes a sip of her coffee with a smirk. She nods her head to Susie's schedule. The girl walks to Angelica's other side, but waits for an explanation before revealing her classes.

"We just found a loophole into us having a class together." Angelica finally speaks.

"Ah, okay. Now that is genius." She smiles.

Carmichael, Susanne Senior MWF:
Care 's Aide TR:
Care

"Well, we've got chemistry." Susie shrugs to Angelica.

"We can just catch up over lunch." Harold sighs. "Hey, we've got teacher's aide at the same time. Where are you gonna go?"

Susie shrugs. "Maybe sophomore theater? Or driver's ed?"

Harold nods as the three walk into the school. First classes will be starting in roughly half an hour. Harold and Angelica walk hand-in-hand, with Susie off to the side. Not realizing it, they pass Tommy and Chuckie. The boys are looking down at their schedules.

Pickles, Thomas Sophomore MWF:
History Arts Science Writing TR:
Writing History

Finster, Charles Senior MWF:
Literature Monitor Sciences Economics TR:
Literature Sciences

"This. Sucks." Tommy slumps against the wall. "Not a single class. Not even lunch!"

"Wow." Chuckie shakes his head. "And we had three classes the same last year."

"Four if you count that teacher's aide thing when you were in my class." Tommy corrects his best friend.

"Yeah, okay. So, we went from four out of seven to zero out of seven. Unbelievable."

On the other end of the hall, Kimi is talking with Lil and their friend Matthew. He is a year older than Kimi but also in her grade. Previously, he has briefly dated Angelica, Savannah and a popular student Royel, who is currently in a juvenile delinquency center. All three are on the school's co-ed soccer team.

Finster, Kimberli Junior MWF:
Math Course Writing TR:
Course Writing

Deville, Lillian Junior MWF:
Sciences Economics Course TR:
Sciences Course

"You have gotta be kidding me!" Lil complains. "We got zero classes together."

"Hey," Matthew sighs. "We got a class together. Look."

"Oh yeah. Spanish." She smiles. "Cool."

"What about me?" Kimi snatches Matthew's paper and looks it over. "Hey! We have Finances."

"We do?" He glances with a shy smile. "Yeah, I guess we do."

Wally and Brianna are hanging out by the fountain in the courtyard. Brianna had snuck a pack of cigarettes and gone to the one bench out of the viewing point of any cameras. While smoking and glaring at passerbys, the girls are going over each other's schedules.

Arlene, Walburgha Sophomore MWF:
Shop / Driver's Education Writing TR:
/ Driver's Education Writing

Binanno, Brianna Junior MWF:
III TR:
III

"We have physics!" Wally smiles.

"Yech." Brianna groans. "Isn't that like, dyspeptic or something?"

Wally restrains herself from rolling her eyes. "Bree, you mean 'dissection.' And no. There's none of that."

"Oh." She nods, not really understanding. "I call dibs."

"Dibs on what?"

"On you for my partner. Duh."

"Alright, with one major exception.

"Exception? Moi?"

Wally nods, throwing her cig on the ground and squashing it with her heel. "Easy. No smoking."

Brianna frowns but does the same. She has a point; they don't want to blow up the classroom. On the other end of the school, Phil is hanging out with a group of freshmen at the childcare playground. Phil hangs upside down on the swingset beam, next to Nicolas. Dil is riding a Big Wheel and Annika is hanging out in the tunnel. They all have their schedules out, attempting to remember where their classes are located.

Deville, Philip Sophomore MWF:
Shop / Driver's Education Education TR:
/ Driver's Education

Maryland, Annika Freshman MWF:
I Education TR:
I

Handel, Nicolas Freshman MWF:
Algebra I Education 6.U.S. Geography TR:
Education Algebra

Pickles, Dillan Freshman MWF:
Education Buds I TR:
Education I

"Boom!" Dil laughs. "Every class, down to sixth, I'm not alone. First two with Phil, third with Annika, lunch with all you guys and gym with Nick!"

"All I got same is lunch and gym." Nicolas sighs. "Gross."