Homecoming? (AH Fanfic)

First Day

Hey so... this is like my first story, and also my first fanfic (obviously) so I'm sorry if it's not that great:P also I'm writing on my iPod so any grammar or spelling stuff I miss I am sorry about, but I will give it my best shot and I hope you enjoy:D
-Funrockz<3

The bell rang and the doors opened, starting off the new school year at Austin High. All the students started flooding into the classrooms, ending their before school social time.

"Man it feels good to be back!" said a boy with short dirty blonde hair and bright baby blue eyes, with a body that made it obvious he was an athletic person. He walked into the classroom with his arms crossed behind his head, and a slight smirk on his face as he began to look around for a seat.

A boy with glasses and curly brown hair slightly hidden under a beanie walked in after him. "You say that now, but just wait till we have... homework" he said while shivering slightly out of disgust towards even the thought of the subject.

"Come on Michael, it's our senior year! You could at least try to act excited." Replied another boy while lightly hitting him in the arm with his fist. He had shorter black hair and obviously visible tattoos up his arms. They looked fairy new and were meant as a sign to all the other students that he was older than them, since he was one of the oldest ones in the grade. Even though it was the beginning of the school year he was already 18, which is why he was able to get tattoos already.

"Geoff's right, we should try to make this year the best one yet!" Replied a boy with short blond hair. He had a strong British accent although he wasn't a new student.  He was wearing a blue hoodie, and really nice denim jeans.  He had a very nice looking watch on and he was holding the newest iPhone tightly in his hand, as if he never let it go.  His family obviously had quite a bit of money, due to all the nice looking stuff he has and the brand new looking backpack built with all sorts of pockets and comfy cushions on the arms and back, while almost everyone else had just whatever backpack they could get off the shelf.

They lived in a fairly poor neighborhood, so people having lots of money like him were fairly rare.  But then again, his parents did get access into America for a reason, so they must've gotten pretty nice jobs even in this rough area.

They all found seats near each other and sat down.  They chatted for a bit amongst each other about all the fun they had over the summer until the teacher arrived and started their first day of class.

"Hello class!" The teacher basically shouted at them.  "My name is Mr. Heyman and I will be your English teacher for your last year here."  He was fairly tall with short black hair and a small beard.  He seemed to the boys that he was a very animated character and would be an interesting English teacher.

Time seemed to fly by as they went over the regular first day of school syllabus, and suddenly the bell rang and they were out the door and heading towards their next class.  They all parted ways as they didn't have the next couple classes together, but they reunited at lunch when they, and a few other of their friends, all sat together.  Michael plopped down at the table they had sat at for 3 years straight now and waited for the others to show up.  The strong blonde boy was the next to show up with his lunch.

"Hey Ryan, how's your first day going?"  Michael asked laughing a bit.

"Meh, it's fine" Ryan said back, now laughing slightly as well.  They stared at each other for a second and burst out laughing for no reason, as friends often do.  Geoff walked over, confused as to why they were laughing.