I Love Rock And Roll, But I Love You More (Jardougall)

The Start Of Something New

*Jenna's POV*

Great. This is just bullshit. I'm moving out of Australia and to a state in the US called Colorado. Like what? Is that state a seriously colorful state?

But then again, it is my fault because I kept getting myself into a shit ton of trouble in every school here in Australia to get suspended. But I'm moving there with just my 2 sisters because my parents are way to busy to take care of us, which had pretty much pushed me into taking care of my sisters and myself. So it's not like it's going to be any different. Right?

*Tay's POV*

Looking forward to the start of this school year. Not. In all honesty, it fucking sucks because I'm the only damn music teacher at the high school that I've been teaching at for the past 5 years. Why? Because very few people are willing to teach at alternative high schools. Why is that? Only because most people think that any student who goes to an alternative high school, that automatically makes the student a criminal and/or troublemaker. Just like with any traditional high schools, there are some students who are criminals and/or troublemakers, but not all alternative high school students are like that.

So I just found out from one of my co-workers that work the front office that I'm getting a new student, but they gave me a fore-warning that she's a troublemaker and had gotten suspended from every school in Australia.

I was given, and looked over, her file. Apparently her name was Jenna Rachael McDougall, she was 18 years old, she has 5 1/2 credits to make up, she has two sisters who she is moving here with, but not with her parents for some reason, she had gotten into trouble with the law a couple times, once being for beating up a couple of guys for whatever reason and the other being because she threw some rocks at her uncle's knees, but according her file, it was because she went to the police and told them that he raped her, but refused to acknowledge it. She had five and a half credits left, .25 of it being in World History, psychology (.25 credit), 2 credits in English (1 in Composition, .25 in Speech, .25 in World Literature, and .50 in English Elective), and 3 in General Elective. But it seems like she signed up to take the last bit of World History, psychology, Speech, World Literature, as well as 2 extra English classes, 1 of them being about poetry and the other being dedicated to writing music for the first session of this school year.

According to her file she also used to be in a band until she was forced to quit just a week ago so she can get packed for when she has to move here to Colorado. This should be interesting.

*Jenna's POV*

So now my sisters and I are at the decent sized house. 3 bedrooms, 4bathrooms (1 for myself, 1 for each of my sisters, and the 4th is for if we ever have a guest over or if one of us 3 are down here and really have to go) a pretty cool looking kitchen, a big living room, so we could put our 60 inch TV in there as well as have our XBOX 360 in there with our, well really my, XBOX video games because I'm really the only one who even got into video games while my sisters got into fashion and makeup *internally gags*.

Did I mention our place is one of those three story houses?

Yeah. I got the 3rd floor of the place while my sisters got the 2nd floor.

It's kind of cool because then that way if I were to bring a girl home, if she's for it, there could be sex involved. That is if she's lesbian or bisexual and up for having sex. And yes I did say girl because I'm a full-on lesbo and I don't give a shit what people think.

"Jenna, you going to bed soon?"

"Yeah. I'm just getting a couple things unpacked for now."

"Alright. Night and love you sis."

"Night and love you too."

Everything's going to be alright. Right?

A/N I figured that I should use the song The Start of Something New from the first High School Musical seeing as how that's what I ended up calling this chapter. Well I hope that you guys honestly enjoyed this first chapter and until next time.