Nicky gripped his backpack. He walked up to the school. He was always anxious yet excited on his first day. He saw a boy with a partial head shave and light skin hug a little girl in a pink dress. The boy smiled and said something inaudible to Nicky's ears. Then he walked away from her, waved, and headed away from the parking lot.

After that Nicky turned around and saw a girl with light brown wavy hair and a guy who had a jean jacket on. The guy must have said something funny because the girl chuckled and kissed him. Nicky checked his watch and went to his first class. English.

He sat down in a blue chair next to Lilliana who he had seen in the hallway and his old art class and some blond guy he didn't know. His teacher smiled at the class and introduced himself as Mr. Foust. Then he took attendance.

He was ticking down the minutes till his next class, which evidently was drama. This was his favorite class, so when the class was over he wanted to pull a high school musical and burst into song. That would be great. Too bad it was real high school. As he thought about this, the bell rang and class was dismissed. He quickly walked out of the room. He walked into a boy. All he saw of him was his bright red, untied nike shoes. As his eyes went up he saw the guy from earlier who hugged the little girl. He smiled and said something:

"Do you know where Drama is? I need to get there. Oh, and by the way, I'm Isaac."

"Nicky. I'm heading there now. Wanna come with?" Isaac nodded smiling and Nicky started walking to Drama with Isaac trailing close behind him.

They entered a bright blue room with yellow chairs. A boy who has black round glasses and scruffy brown hair sat in one of the chairs. They sat next to him. "Hey," Nicky said energetically. The boy merely waved a little. Nicky was a little let down. Why would he sign up for drama of all things if he wouldn't even say hi? But his thoughts were interrupted by the teacher shushing everyone. He didn't recognize her, so she must be new, because he was in that classroom every year.

"I am Mrs. Frantic. This class will teach you how to be more confident, improvise, and most importantly, act. To do this I will need your attention, your participation, and your enthusiasm."

"Where is Mr. Quincy?" He asked but the teacher ignored him.

"My goal is to make each and every one of you feel appreciated and talented. And I hope that by the time the year is over you'll all be skilled in preforming." Mrs. Frantic stiffened her back. "Now, find a partner get to know each other. Maybe talk to each other about your summer."

"Hey, wanna be my partner?" Nicky quickly asked the quiet boy next to him, leaving Isaac to be partners with the girl he sat next to.

"Okay."

"So, you are?" Nicky raised his eyebrows a little while talking.

"Emmett."

"Right. Nice name. So, how was your summer?" He waited a little for an answer. "Mine was great! I saw Newsies and Wicked for the 2nd time, but this time I got Elphaba's signature." When Nicky was done rambling, he looked back at Emmett, only to see a overwhelmed face. "No offense, but if you won't talk, why are you in drama?"

"Well, I thought it was a communications credit." He said. Before Nicky could reply with anything however, he was cut off by the teacher starting to go over rules. Oh, how he had missed drama.

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Seneca grabbed her history book out of her locker. She was about to walk into Civics without her project. She managed to procrastinate her way to it being late, and she forgot about it last night. However, she took a deep breath and walked into the classroom. She started explaining to her teacher.

"Do you have your project ready Seneca?"

She bit her lip. "Well, no but I was working a night shift last night." She hoped her teacher would give her nother day.

"Why didn't you do it earlier." Shoot. She was done for.

"Um, I, uh," She stammered. "I've been busy. Working a lot, other homework."

"Well, you can have another day, but you'll get some points off."

Seneca smiled. "Thank you, so much. I'll have it by tomorrow," She said.

The rest of class was really boring. When the bell rang she hurried out and headed to lunch. She sat down at an empty table.

"Hi, can I sit here?" She looked up from her research book for her project and at the girl. She was wearing a really nice blueish silverish jacket and had straight jet-black hair.

"Sure I guess," She responded.

"I'm Evelyn Jackson. You are?"

Seneca told her her name. "Like the Hunger Games?" Evelyn asked.

"Yep, pretty much." She replied.

She sat down. "Well, you must get that a lot. Oh my god! I love your shirt where did you get it?" Seneca thought for a moment. Normally people just sit down and play on their phone, not engage in a conversation with her.

"Um, Forever 21 I think."

"Oh I love that place!" She took out her phone. Here it comes. She is going to ignore her for the rest of lunch. But to her shock, she simply said; "Can I have your number?"

"Okay." It didn't mean they were friends anyways, did it?

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"Where were you all summer?" Xander asked Dennis.

"My mom made me go on a trip with her. We went to Florida, New York, Lower Maine, and South Carolina."

Isaac chimed into their conversation. "I don't get it you don't sound very enthusiastic about it. Wasn't it fun?"

"I guess. It was just really long, and I missed my friends," He smiled. "And my girlfriend."

"Dude you got a girlfriend? Who?" Xander said.

"Delaney Schneider." Xander high fived him.

"So Isaac, there are a bunch of openings for football since a bunch of the team graduated." Xander

He sighed. They were always trying to get him to join them playing football. "For the last time, I am not joining the football team. So, stop trying."

"Okay. Boo." He laughed and saw Nicky a few tables down and once Nicky looked up he motioned for him to come over. They talked a lot in drama and he seemed really nice. However, on the way over this one dude poured his milk over him. Isaac put his hand over his mouth. Some people looked over at him, and a few asked if he needed help cleaning up. Isaac rushed over, his friends' eyes following him.

"Oh god, are you okay?" He said.

"Well not really, but I'm kind of used to it." Isaac chuckled and left for a second to get napkins. A few other people helped. People were staring, but almost everyone had gone back to whatever they were doing or had never cared in the first place. Nicky cleaned off his glasses and wiped his face.

Great first day huh?

A/N
Sorry there were not very many characters in it, I will have more of them in the next chapter. Also, sorry for the long wait :P