An American Jock and His English Nerd!

Prologue

Caleb sighed as he looked at the metal gates that stood to the front of his new school, really not wanting to go inside and be 'the new kid'. Caleb's family had just moved to Los Angeles two weeks ago before school started, from London England because his mother got a extremely well paid job as a defense lawyer at a prestigious law firm. This is a new start for us both his mother had stated whilst telling him, which he admitted would be nice to start completely fresh knowing no one at all, but it still didn't mean he wanted to leave his friends behind, the only thing he was pissed about was having to stay on at school for another couple of years, considering he thought he was finishing school last year in England. Caleb looked down at his body one again, straightening out his clothes, making sure he looked ok, he was wearing ripped black skinnys which showed off his muscular legs, a tight fitting black slim t-shirt that hugged his toned chest & arms, & green converse. He slid his hands through his light brown short hair one more time giving it that messy, just got out of bed look that he always loved. He knew he was handsome from all the compliments he received growing up but it still made him take pride in his appearance for himself. "Eurgh what am i doing, i don't even care what people think of me" Caleb chuckled to himself as he slid his backpack further up his arm & made his way into the school. Once inside he noticed the reception desk was directly to the left of the main doors, smiling to himself he was glad he didn't have to ask any other students for directions. He didn't mind talking to new people & was in no way shy but sometimes he was a little anti-social and didn't want to deal with people & their high school dramas especially the jocks, they annoyed him the most. He was always the popular kid at his old school, handsome, extremely smart, good at everything & loved doing gymnastics & martial arts which is why he had such a toned body. Everyone who met him thought of him as any other typical jock which made Caleb chuckle, he was the furthest thing away from being a jock, he hated jocks they were always bullies that loved themselves too much. He was always polite & nice to everyone unless they crossed him or hurt people he cared about, extremely nerdy, loving everything sci-fi, listened to punk or rock music & normally made friends with the uncool, outcasted kids of the school. Walking over to the receptionist he pulled out his most charming smiling & introduced himself "ahh yes, you must be the new student from England yes?" she smiled back at him, she was a small women, maybe mid-late 30's with a nice kind face. "Yes, that's me" Caleb grinned back at her, "just take a seat over there then young man, we have assigned you a guide for your first day, they should be here in just a couple of seconds". Taking a seat Caleb looked through his bag making sure he had everything for his first day, when he heard footsteps racing around the corner, he lifted his gaze just in time to catch sight of a small, skinny kid running as fast as his legs would take him towards the reception desk, the kid was wearing black skinnys, a red t-shirt that had a superman logo on it & batman converse, chuckling to himself Caleb new he would love to be friends with someone like him. After closer inspection Caleb could see that his t-shirt was ripped at the side and his hair was a complete mess & soaking wet. The boy stopped just before the reception desk panting, bending down & grabbing his knees trying to catch his breath. "I-I, am-m s-sorry i'm late" the young boy managed to stutter out between breaths, causing a panicked look from the receptionist. "What happened to you Marcus!?" the receptionist said looking at him with caring eyes. "Ow I-I, s-slipped is all" Marcus stammered smiling up at the receptionist. "Ok no worries" she simply replied, causing a scoff from Caleb, he knew full well that this boy would have been bullied, he had saw it too many times before at his old school, kids like him being beaten up by the jocks of the school, causing anger to flood Caleb cheeks at the thought. "Well can you show the new kid around the school please, you will be his guide for the day, he is a junior like yourself, so i believe that he is in some of the same classes as you" the receptionist stated whilst pointing towards Caleb, causing the young boy to turn around & look at Caleb. The instant their eyes met Marcus went pale, his eyes looked like they were going to bulge out of their sockets and he started shaking, simply looking at the floor. Poor kid, he must think i'm just another typical jock that's going to bully him, standing up Caleb went over to the boy and held out his hand "Hello, my names Caleb, nice to meet you" he stated with a smile. "Marcus" the boy simple whispered standing in front of Caleb still shaking, not taking the outstretched hand in front of him, causing Caleb to lower it, making the Young boy flinch. "Errrm, so our first class" Caleb asked whilst raising an eyebrow at the flinching boy in front of him. The young boys head shot up, eyes wide, a scared expression written upon his face "i-im s-so sorry this way" the boy nearly shouted and started briskly walking away. As they walked down the corridors, Caleb could see Marcus simply kept his face to the ground not looking up even once whilst swerving around people. Caleb looked around meeting the eyes of his new fellow students causing the girls to blush & look away giggling, and a few nods from the guys that they passed. Arseholes Caleb thought to himself. Suddenly a bell went off causing the students to start going into their classrooms. Marcus picked up his pace nearly running down the corridor, he hated to be late to lessons & didn't want the new jock to be angry at him for making him late on the first day, the last thing he needed was for another enemy. Only 10 minutes later & they reached their first class for the day, Spanish, Caleb beamed at the thought, he was always extremely good at Spanish, which isn't surprising growing up with a Spanish nanny he was fluent in the language. They quickly opened the door & Marcus entered the classroom first causing the teacher to stop mid-sentence, "Why are you late this time Marcus!?" the teacher sighed with a sour look on her face at the young boys presence, causing him to shrink back into himself even further "i-i-i w-was, i-i was" he stammered, causing the kids in the classroom to begin laughing at him, "Sorry Miss, that was my fault" Caleb quickly interjected as he entered the classroom behind Marcus, "it's my first day & Marcus here was showing me around" the teacher simply smiled at him "not a problem at all, Marcus take your seat" she basically shouted at the poor lad, making him jump & scramble across the classroom to his seat at the back. What a bitch!, can see not see that this poor boy gets treated like shit enough without getting it off of the teachers as well Caleb thought to himself trying to remain calm whilst glaring at the teacher. "You must be the English student, Caleb is it?" she asked him, Caleb simply nodded not wanting to exchange pleasantries with her whilst walking to the empty desk at the back next to Marcus, there was another empty seat at the front, next to what was clearly a cheerleader, she beamed at him when he looked at the empty chair, "no thanks!" Caleb muttered under his breath. "Well as i was saying before, ladies & gentlemen we will be having a pop quiz today, i know, i know first day back & already a pop quiz" there was a chorus of no, please, & why's from the majority of the class "shhhh, settle down it isn't a marked piece" she looked at Caleb then "it's fine if you don't have a clue about any of this young man, you have a year to get your grade above an F" she smirked. Did she really just try this shit with me on my first day, what an absolute bitch!, once he had calmed himself down he put on his biggest, sarcastic smiled looking her directly in the eye "estoy seguro de que voy a hacer frente" he simply replied with a wave of his hand, causing the teacher to stand their with her mouth slightly open, a shocked look plastered across her face. That shut the bitch up, hearing a giggle he looked to his side to see Marcus holding a hand to his mouth trying to contain his laugh, well he clearly understood what i said Caleb smiled, their eyes met and Marcus quickly flinched and looked down at his desk growing paler by the second, causing Caleb to frown once again.