Wawanakwa High School ~a fanfiction~ [REWRITE IN PROGRESS]

8:30 am ~monday~

3rd person

Mr. Hatchet was a tough guy, coming from the Marines. He didn't stand any tomfoolery, and was very strict. He had the desks facing the front of the class, so he made sure that no one wasn't paying attention.

Two teens by the name of Courtney Barlow and Noah Sterecra had arrived first. Noah sat near the back, taking out a book and started reading. Courtney, however, sat up in the front. She wants to get all the information she can get.

A guitarist named Trent Jones had arrived next. He too sat near the back, waiting patiently for the others to arrive. He had black silky hair with a bit of a mustache coming in. He wore a green t shirt with some sort of handprint on it. He set his guitar case on the floor next to his backpack.

"Wow, nice instrument, Nirvana. C'mon, was it really necessary to bring a whole ass guitar?" Noah said, sarcastically.

"Well, I don't know man, just felt I could. That's how I got into this school anyways." Trent replied.

Next came the self-proclaimed 'ladies man', Cody Emmett Jameson Anderson. He had brunette hair that kind of looked like a wolf cut with bangs that covered most of his face. Sterecra had noticed this, and found himself staring at the geek. He stopped once he saw Trent looking at him.

"What'cha lookin' at?" He asked.

"Uh, nothing." Noah stammered. "Just confused on how a kid with a Shrek backpack could make it into a private school that's basically equaled to a college but for teenagers."

Outside the door, was a confused blonde.

"Is this Mr Hatchet's room?"

Courtney spun around, looking annoyed.

"Yes it is, dumbass."

Trent heard this and spoke up for the girl. "Woah, chill. She just was asking man, it's not that deep." He turned to face Lindsay. "Yes, this is Mr. Hatchet's room."

Lindsay sat down at the desk near the door. She was wearing a brown crop with a red undershirt , a orange mini skirt, and her signature blue bandana on her head. She sat down, looking as if she's about to cry from that rude remark Courtney had made. 

They hear clinging and clanging of charms on bracelets and a small smell of strawberry pound cake perfume. Leshawna walked in, smiling confidently and sitting down in the middle row on the far end. She knew this drill; sitting at that exact spot makes it way less likely to be called on.
As soon as she sat down, a giant teddy bear we called DJ sat down, adjusting his do-rag. They chitter chattered for a bit. 

One minute later, Eva kicked the door open, and sat at the front, next to Courtney. She sat her gym bag down, and gave Courtney the side eye.

"Incoming!"

Izzy sprinted to the door, screaming like a mad woman. Eva looked behind her, only to realize the person she was going to beat up was actually kind of cute.

Eva went up to her, intimidating most of the room.

"Watch where your going next time you nuthouse." Eva said, trying to control herself to not punch her.

"Oops! Sorry!"

Eva had went to go sit down, and Izzy was going to go sit right next to her. Next to Izzy, Bridgette stood.

"Is anyone sitting here?" Bridgette asked the redhead.

"Nope! All yours!"

"Thanks!"

Bridgette sat down, waiting for class to start. She would take her phone out, but her teacher look like he'll take it from her and snap it into pieces right in front of her.

Two blonde dudes, Geoff and Owen, were just walking in. Geoff was talking about throwing a beginning of the year party, and everyone is invited.

As everyone was talking to each other, a redheaded nerd and a rude popular teen walked in. The nerd sat down next to Owen.

"Hey man! Welcome to class dude! I'm Owen!" Owen was always the welcoming, extroverted type. So, he always has had friends.

"Gosh! Give me some space dude!" Harold said, annoyed.

"Sorry."

"Wow, the nerds finally having his villain story." Noah said, giggling to himself.

The queen bee herself, Heather, came in and sat down at the desk in the middle of the classroom.

Next came in the homeschooled kid, Ezekiel.

"Yo, yo, yo dawgs! It's ya boy, Zeeke coming at you! If you want to but my merch, just-"

Eva stood up and almost strangled the poor kid. She grabbed him by the neck and whispered to him. "Shut the fuck up and go sit your ass down before I swing you by your god damn hoodie."

Ezekiel went and sat down, terrified.

Next up, came in the 2007 goth queen herself, Gwendolyn, or Gwen if you will. She sat her bag down next to Heather, hoping to make friends with the girl she found attractive.

Speaking of goth, the punk arrived. Duncan. He sat down behind the grade loving girl. "Hey princess."

"Drop dead you criminal."

Next came in the inseparable best friends, Sadie and Katie.

"Oh my gosh, Sadie look!"

"Oh my god, were in class together!"

After those two sat down, came in Beth. Beth sat down next to DJ.

Tyler ran into the classroom, thinking he has late. Alejandro was shortly behind, noticing Tyler.

"Relax, mi amigo, were early."

Tyler turned his head around, only to find the guy really attractive.

"I like girls!"

"SIT DOWN MAGGOTS! I'M DOING ATTENDANCE!"

Everyone looked at him.

"Cody Jameson Anderson?"

"Present!"

"Courtney Barlow?"

"Here!"

"Bridgette Summers?"

"Oh, here!"

"Heather Quinn?"

"Here."

"Alejandro Burromuerto?"

"Here!"

"Geoffrey Jones?"

"Here!"

"Trent Jones?"

"Here!"

"Noah Sterecra."

"Here."

"Owen Andrews?"

"Here!"

As he was calling out the rest, Cody's eyes had wandered off to someone else. Noah noticed this and decided to make some sort of move on him.

"If you think I'm that hot, just tell me."

Cody, shocked, tried to argue him.

"I don't know what your talking about!"

"Sure you do. I mean, why else would you be staring at me. Plus you're not that bad yourself. How about you do me a favor and give me your number, gap tooth?"

Cody just sat there, dumbfounded. He took out a sheet of paper, tore a piece off, and wrote his number on there.

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GODDAMN I LOVE THIS SM LIKE THIS IS LIKE SJDNDNNDNDNDN

ALSO SHOUT OUT TO hrtlvrsrck BC THEY WAS THE FIRST TO VOTE ON MY OTHER BOOK SO THANKS FOR THAT

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