The Flashes' End (Featuring Smosh)

The New Kids

So here's chapter two guys, hope you enjoy it!!!

-XXX Tereza1999

Tracy's POV

I got out Jason's car after he'd parked in the back of the parking lot. I grabbed my books and made my way towards class when a familiar white Audi drove into the parking lot, it was my best friend Liza, she looked stunning with a summer dress similar to mine, it matched the color of her eyes, a baby blue, her wavy blonde hair flowed down to her waist. Liza was exactly like me, that's why we initially became great friends.

"Hey Bitch!" she said jumping out of her car hugging me with a tight squeeze. She had this thing about saying Bitch, I guess it was a faze.

"Hey!"

She started looking around, probably looking for Henry. He was Jason's best friend, he too was a great catch in our parish.

Liza started talking about her vacation during the summer, she was in Italy to visit family and also went to France for a photoshoot. She showed me countless photos of her on the beach while she kept asking me to show her my vacation photos, I had said my summer was the most boring ever. I had absolutely no photos...  We were walking out of the driveway, earning compliments onmy way. This is just what I needed friends, routines, normalcy. This would make forgetting my nightmares ten times easier.

Once we stepped one foot into the school that's when we heard the unexpected rumbling of motorcycles, it made everyone go silent... They can't be the same guys from before, but then again there aren't many motorcycles in Sterling.

Sure enough the same two motorcycles drove to the sidewalk. The tall one who'd oggled me before had been alone while the other motorcycle had two people on the riding it.

"Why the hell are they here?" I said to Liza.

"Didn't you hear? The kids from Basin Highschool at the outer edge of the basin are now closer to us than their old school because of the new bridge they built across the levee ,so they're attending Sterling." Liza said with a look of concern.

Not only would I see the guy who'd oggled me most of the time, now I would be attending the same highschool as him.

The couple on the bike was getting off, the boy who was with her helped her off revealing a flashy color under her skirt. The girl took us off guard, when she removed her helmet, by the embarrassing amount of lipstick she applied.

Liza's usual happy expression grew into one of distaste. "Surprised she's actually wearing them."

The boy who'd helped her off took off his helmet... He kinda looked like a fox. He scared a couple of people walking towards the school. No, now he looked more like a weasel... scratch trying to be nice to them.

Finally, the one who'd ogled me got off his bike revealing his tall stature, he was more than six feet in height, even taller than Jason. He had on a tight black shirt, biker boots and worn jeans. He finally reached for his helmet, taking it off. My lips parted. Wow, wasn't really expecting that.. 

"Kinda wasn't expecting that" Liza knew exactly what I was thinking.

A tangle of dark brown hair fell into an emo styled haircut, his skin was tanned with a strong chin. Overall his features were handsome even, dangerous. He looked to be no more than 18.

The big one and the weasel were walking towards the school entrance, the weasel scaring any that he'd pass and the big one had a look of disgust on his face. I'd noticed the big one's hands were covered in medical tape... Why?

As they neared I heard that they were speaking french, cajun french. After Weasel scared yet another few of the girls, the big one just muttered imbéciles. French for idiots .That's it now they were messing with my school and I wasn't just gonna stand by and watch it.

Weasel recognized me and walked towards me with a smirk.

"Ain't you dat belle girl in dat jolie car." His cajun accent was so thick. "Hike up dat dress and turn around so I could see for true" 

Liza's expression was now shocked at what he just said.

"Welcome to our school" A perfect mix of bubbly and snide. "I'm Tracy, if you need any help finding your classes find-someone-else."

"Well ain't that sweet Tracy, I'm Francois, and this here is my podna Anthony Padilla" 

Weird, Why didn't he have a french name? Anthony's eyes were a light brown against his tan skin and they were yet again looking at every inch of me, like he hadn't seen me minutes ago.

Anthony made him continue down the hall with alot of force.

***"Imbécile, tu vas pas draguer les putes inutiles?" Anthony said under his breath.

I frowned. Liza noticed it and questioned me and I just blew it off.

Wait why was he heading towards my homeroom? I asked myself regretting the answer.

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***For those of you who didn't understand what Anthony said "Idiot, you're not going to chat up one of those useless bitches?"