The bell rang and I looked at my schedule: ADVISORY-Clawson-202

I hared about Mr. Clawson. He's funny but gives a lot of homework.

"Who do you have for advisory, Shy?" Rowan asked as Shyanne pulled out her wrinkled schedule.

"Brimner." She said

"Me too." Lui said

"Room 201?" Marcel asked. They nodded, "Me three."

I looked at the clock on the wall, we still have 20 minutes until the tardy bell rang. As if on cue, an announcement rang over the school, "Ignore the bell."

"(Y/N), who do you have?" Shyanne asked me.

"Clawson." I said, checking twice. "So, who has Huffington?" I asked looking at every one.

"I do." Brock said.

"Good luck." Chris said.

"Why?" Brock asked

"According to the students that had her last year, she doesn't let you talk." Chris said getting all smart about it.

"Rule ten." I joined in.

"Rule ten?" Daithi asked

"Rule ten is where you don't speak unless spoken to." I explained.

Brock nodded, "Who do you have Chris?"

Chris pulled out a ball of paper and unwrapped it. "Clawson." He said. I looked over his shoulder and looked at the bottom: ADVISORY-Huffington-204.

"Chris, you have Mrs. Huffington." I said. He immediately looked at me.

"What? Are you blind? Look." He said pointing to the top of the schedule.

"1st hour-Clawson-202." I read out loud. Then I pointed to the bottom, "ADVISORY-Huffington-204."

Chris made an oohhh face and everybody snickered.

"I've got Clawson too, Chris." Tyler said and showed Chris he schedule. I read it too: ADVISORY-Kirchhoffer-108. I laughed. So did Chris.

"Me and Johnathan h-" Evan started to say but got interrupted by Shyanne.

"Johnathan and I..."

Evan glared at her, then continued on, "Johnathan and I have Mr. Clawson too."

Chris got mad and said, "Okay, I get it. I can't read a schedule, sorry."

"No we're not kidding. Look." Johnathan said handing Chris his schedule. I read over his shoulder: ADVISORY-Clawson-202.

"Oh." Chris said as a light pink crossed his face.

We all looked at our schedules, and said who we had for advisory. I seen Shyanne write something down. I walked next to her to see what it was. It was a list, "ADVISORYS" labeled the top :

ADVISORYS

Mrs. Brimner-203: Me, Lui, Marcel, Luke

Mr. Clawson-202: (Y/N), Korban, Evan, Johnathan

Mr. Kirchhoffer-108: Tyler, Arlan, Daithi

Mrs. Huffington-204: Rowan, Chris, Brock

Mr. Sanders-101: Brian, Craig

"Why are you writing this down?" I whispered.

"Because, if anyone forgets their schedule or I need to know where you are, I've got it right here." She whispered back, waving her notebook a bit. She pulled out her schedule and turned to the next page in the notebook. "What do you guys have for first hour?" She asked.

I looked at my schedule: 1st hour-Sanders-101. "Sanders." I said

"Me too. (Y/N) let me see your schedule." Korban said.

Since I got here, Korban and I had the same schedule.

I handed him my schedule. I gave him a second to read it and he looked at me with that guess-what look. "We've got the same schedule." We said at the same time. Everybody laughed.

After telling each other our classes, we all found out that we all had P.E. 3rd hour and study hall 8th hour. Of course we all have lunch together. I looked at my schedule one more time:

1st hour-Computers-Sanders-101

2nd hour-Scince-Kirchhoffer-108

3rd hour-P.E.-Clark-GYM

4th hour-Lunch-CAF

5th hour-Math-Huffington-204

6th hour-History- Clawson-202

7th hour-Brimner-Literature-203

8th hour-Study Hall-French-303

DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG DING.

The rang through my ear. We all walked to our lockers, got our morning books and headed to advisory. Evan and Johnathan had no idea what they were doing, so Korban and I showed them the classroom. Mr. Clawson gave us our seats. Korban sat nest to me, Evan sat two seats in front of me, and Johnathan sat in front of Korban. Rachel sat in between Evan and me.

Rachel is really cool. But she's REALLY shy. She talks about anime a lot and she has a notebook she draws in. Her eyes are a bright green and she has light, black hair. Rachel thinks everything anyone talks about is wrong. I can make her laugh, easily. She sits by herself at lunch though, I've asked is would like to sit with us but she said no. We pass note most of the time though. I think she likes Korban. I mean she won't talk to him, but she pokes him all the time.

I went to my morning classes. We waited in the bleachers until the bell rang. We all got to know each other better. Brian and Daithi are from Ireland, Craig's from the UK, Evan's from Canada and everyone else is from the US. Lui, Tyler, Evan, Brock, Luke, Daithi and Brian are seventeen, Marcel and Johnathan are sixteen, and Arlan and Craig is fifteen-like me. Tyler and Luke are the only ones who can drive though. They all have YouTube channels, but they admitted that they weren't doing to good. They all have less than ten subs. But they said they have fun making videos though.

The bell finally rang and we went to our lockers. Shyanne gets done before me all the time, so she comes to my locker and waits for me. We headed to the cafeteria and sat at "The Lunch Table" also known as our table. We sat down in our regular seats-I sit at the end, next to the wall and Shyanne sits across from me. As I said before, no one like our table. I have to admit, I don't blame them, we're REALLY loud. The teachers don't care about that table anymore, they've tried to make us be quiet, but we just can't. The lunch ladies HATE us. The cheerleaders and jocks have thrown food at us before.

Okay, I know I "labeled" the people at our school. But I'm not joking when I say I they want to be called that. When I first got here, I had to sit next to Avery-the head cheerleader. I asked about something on the schedule and she said, and I quote, "Me and you are never going to be friends, so don't talk to me or my friends. We're the cheerleaders, got that shorty?" Since then, I've just called them the cheerleaders. The jocks call themselves the jocks, so I have to or they'll kill me. Same with the nerds and geeks.

Anyway, me and Shyanne sat and waited for the boys to show up. Rowan, Chris, and Korban walked in followed by Evan, Johnathan, and Brock.

I heard pages flipping so I turned to Shyanne, she was writing something down. I looked over her shoulder and at the paper:

LOCKERS

Me: 203

(Y/N): 217

Korban: 213

Rowan: 221

Chris: 227

Evan: 219

Johnathan: 215

Luke: 200

Brock: 225

Tyler: 187

Arlan: 182

Brian: 196

Craig: 191

Marcel: 209

Daithi: 180

Lui: 207

When we were in P.E., Shyanne asked where our lockers where, now it makes since. I looked back at the door and most of the boy looked like they were looking for someone. Once some people moved, I noticed Arlan wasn't with them. The other doors to the cafeteria opened and Arlan walked in, looked for us, and sat down next to me.

"Hey." He whispered

"Hi." I whispered back, he smiled a dorky smile at me. I did the same.

"Awww..." Shyanne said, putting her head in her hands. "You two are cute."

"I'm sexy." We both said at the same time. I looked at him and he looked at me. Then we both look at Shyanne, "We're sexy." She started laughing.

"Oh there you are Arlan." Evan said, siting next to him. We had just enough room for everyone to sit; the table only holds 16 people.

"Do you think Carlos and (Y/N) would be a cute couple?" Shyanne whispered to Chris. Is she forgetting that I just met him?

She probably didn't want us to hear, but I hared. I looked at Carlos and he looked at me-he probably hared it too. Carlos and I looked at Chris and he was looking at us.

"Yes." He said out loud, not even thinking to whisper.

"Yes what?" Daithi asked

"Shyanne asked if Arl-" Chris began to say but Shyanne covered his mouth and smiled sweetly at them.

"Nothing. Nothing at all." She said turning back to Carlos and me.

She let go of Chris's mouth and put him in a headlock and whispered something in his ear. She let go and he looked terrified. He looked at the end of the table and everyone got quiet. Shyanne looked mad at him the whole time.

"Nothing." He whispered.

"What did you say?" I asked loudly, breaking the silence.

She laughed, "I can't say it out loud."

"Are you going to rape him?" I asked even louder.

She suddenly stopped laughing, "How'd you know?"

Everyone was scared, but was laughing. I know Shyanne well enough to know when she'll rape someone.

We all talked for a bit until our table was called to go get our food. Daithi was in front of me and Tyler was behind me.

"Where's (Y/N)?" Shyanne asked. I laughed a bit, so did Tyler and Daithi.

Daithi bent down a bit. "Don't make a sound or act like your here." He whispered.

I nodded and Tyler laughed. Tyler suddenly grabbed me and pulled me to his body. he turned his body one way and I seen Shyanne at the corner of my eye. I looked at everyone behind Tyler besides Shyanne and they saw me and started laughing a bit.

"Did you guys see (Y/N)?" She asked and Tyler turned me back to where I was before and it took me forever to try and not laugh.

We grabbed our food and Daithi stood in a position where Shyanne couldn't see me but he stayed that way as we walked to our table.

"Daithi, you look like an idiot." Tyler laughed.

We sat down and Shyanne soon joined us. "Where were you in the line?" She asked. Did she really not see Daithi walk like a crab across the cafeteria?

"I was in front of Tyler and behind Daithi I said pointing at them. Everyone was at the table by then.

"No wonder I did see you. You were in between two man children." She explained. I laughed.

We talked for a bit then I looked out the window and saw that it was raining. Shyanne looked too.

"I don't think we'll be going outside after lunch." She said. Everybody else looked and nodded.

She looked at her wrist that had a rainbow of bracelets that were skin tight on Shyanne. "Why do you have so many bracelets?" I asked.

"They all have a different meaning." She explained

"Does purple mean suffocating? Because your fingers are turning purple." I said. She took a drink of her milk while I was talking and when I said her fingers were turning purple, she spitted all the milk in her mouth at the wall.

Everyone howled with laughter. We all laughed for about five minutes straight. Shyanne, Evan, and Marcel were crying cause they were laughing so hard. Craig fell out of his seat. Tyler was wheezing. Daithi sounded like a dying walrus. Brock's laugh was so loud, Japan was complaining. Arlan and Brian laughed so hard and suddenly, they started laughing silently. Korban was hitting the table really hard. Rowan was snorting. Johnathan sounded insane. Chris was yelling, "I'm gonna pee my pants!" over and over. Luke was hugging his sides. Lui sounded like a child. I was laughing so hard, my sides started hurting.

All the tables across the lunch room were looking at us either laughing too, or scolding us.

After we calmed down, Chris yelled, "Shyanne, we all know not to eat or drink when (Y/N) speaks!"

"Every time you spit something on the wall Shyanne, a fairy dies!" I yell at her. Everyone laughed again, but not as hard as last time.

Shyanne cleaned up the mess, Craig was able to pull himself off the floor and Chris went to the bathroom.

"This is the best table I've ever sat at." Lui said.

"You've clearly never sat at a table with Fall Out Boy." I said, flipping hair over my shoulder. (or faked it if your hair is short)

"You've sat at a table with Fall Out Boy?" Luke asked.

"No...But I like to." I said. They laughed again.

"Shut up, my stomach hurts." Tyler said

Shyanne snapped out of her thoughts, "Welcome to our table. Your officially dorks like us."