Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2007 11:13:36 +1100 (EST)
From: Dane Isaac <dane_isaac@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: What happened in Highschool Chapter 1

Hi My names Dane, i hope you like my story. Its my first story so be
gentle. Um its mine so dont copy it and if you are not eighteen dont read
it or if it offends you then dont read it!
cheers

What happened in Highschool
Chapter One

My alarm went off and I jerked awake, feeling a little shocked, shit it
was loud. Sounded like a truck reversing in my ear! I hated waking up to
an alarm it just set me off wrong. I usually woke up a few minutes before
the alarm by means of some weird body clock that worked as long as the
threat off that horrendous shrill alarm was behind it. I lay in bed for a
few moments wondering why the alarm had woken me. I didn't have much
sleep last night I guess. I had got drunk with Kurt, stupid thing to do
really on a school night but at the time I didn't care. I cared now.
Kind of surprised that I didn't have a hangover since I remembered being
really trashed. I sat up and realized I could smell spew. Gagging, I
looked down. There was spew on my shirt and my doona cover. Fuck I must
have been wasted. I have this really bad tendency when I get incredibly
wasted to the point of memory loss to spew up in my sleep, I just hoped
that I wouldn't end up choking on it like Jimmi Hendrix. Feeling dirty I
striped off, shuddering to myself. I gathered together the offending
sheets and dumped it in a pile on the floor.
God my room was trashed, I found some trackies under the clothes on my
chair and pulled them on. Grabbing my laundry and headed to the bathroom,
I put my washing on and had a shower. I was starting to feel a little
woozy and vaguely nauseous. Mum had already left for work, which I was
glad of. I had a little breakfast before my stomach warned me that was
not such a good idea. Back in my room I threw on a crumpled school
uniform then I shoved on my vans and went to the bathroom to try make
myself presentable.
I looked like shit. My head was swimming and I was starting to feel like
I was going to throw up. I was so close to just crawling back into bed,
but I had missed too many days of school already and mum would get
pissed. I smoothened out my side fringe with a tiny bit of hair gel and
messed up the rest. I might put some orange highlights in, bright orange.
Maybe. I put on eyeliner and a bit of black eye shadow. Done.
I always caught the bus to school in the morning, mum couldn't afford to
get me a car and every morning without fail I would have to run to get
there in time, today was no exception and I left the house at a sprint.
Man it made my stomach twist.
I sat by myself as usual and concentrated on not throwing up. At school I
saw Kurt waiting at my locker. His face was pale and he had his eyes
pressed shut, a pained expression on his face. Kurt was your ultimate
punk rocker with a blonde fringe and black hair, chains and multiple
piercings. I had three, my tongue, my eyebrow and the left side of my
bottom lip. Kurt had one at the base of his neck, a line of bar bells up
the back of his neck, eyebrow, tongue, labret, ears, nipples and his
prince Albert. That fucker was full of holes and covered in ink too. I
only had the one, my mum threatened adoption if I got anymore. It was a
black Chinese style dragon curled around my left shoulder blade.
I stopped in front of Kurt. "I spewed in my bed."
He looked at me and bust out laughing then stopped suddenly and clutched
his head. "Fuck it hurts."

The bell rang awhile after and we both trudged to class. He did the same
subject as me so we had first period together. I sat down then sprawled
out on the desk and closed my eyes.
"Don't fall asleep man." Kurt told me and I just grunted. I must have
fallen asleep because suddenly Kurt elbowed me.
"Wake the fuck up. Miss Bowder is here."
I sat up and pretended to listen but soon found myself nodding off again.
"Mr Roche! Wake up!"
Fuck was Miss Bowder's voice ten times worse than my alarm. I just
mumbled out. "Five more minutes."
I heard the class laugh but jumped in shock when she slammed her ruler
down near my face.
"Get to Mr Genson's office now."
I groaned and she glared at me. "Now!"
Kurt was smirking at me. "Told you not to fall asleep."
"Mr Mitchell, would you like to join him?"
"No miss."
I packed up my bag and made my way to the principal's office, grumbling
all the way.
There was some kid already there but with his back to me. The secretary
saw me over his shoulder. "Back so soon Mr Roche?" What's with everyone
calling me Mr Roche?
"You know the way. He's free at the moment."
"Great."
I wandered in to Mr Genson's office and took a seat when he gestured at
me.
I gave him the note Miss Bowder gave me and leaned back to wait his
judgment.
"Well Mattias, back to your smart alec behaviour I see. Look you're not a
bad kid but this attitude that you have going is going to get you in all
sorts of trouble. You're a very smart kid yet you don't seem to care
enough and in the future I assure you, you will regret it. Your
punishment will not be detention."
I brightened up. "Then what sir?"
"We have a new student starting today and I'm going to make it your job
to show him around and stay with him all day. If I hear any complaints
from him then you will be in detention every lunch for two weeks."
"But sir-" There was no way I was showing some stupid kid around school.
"No buts. He's in the office, off you go." Mr Genson looked down at his
papers and when he did I made a face at him. This sucked.
I saw the kid waiting in the office with his back to me. I stomped up to
him and tapped him on the shoulder. "I'm Mattias and I guess I'm your^Å"
I trailed off as two brilliant green eyes focused on me. "Guide." I
finished swallowing.
The boy's eyes widened and he stared at me for a moment. Probably because
I looked like shit and nothing like him. He had a bit of a surfy look
about him with curly brown hair, a few scattered freckles, those
brilliant green eyes, really soft looking red lips, and a shell necklace
on. God he was so hot, not usually what I found hot though.
After a moment he spoke. "Aaron." I shook his hand and noticed that my
black nail polish was chipped. I brought my hand up to examine them and
scratched another chip off my thumb with my middle finger.
"Show me your timetable." I was being a bit curt but I was hungover and
he was cute and I couldn't give him the idea that I thought that. We had
almost all the same classes, they were mostly all the advanced ones too.
"Come on, I'll show you around school." I started walking and he
followed. There was silence for a while.
"If you don't mind me saying, you don't look like the usual sort of
person who does this job." He spoke mildly without malice, which is maybe
why I didn't just dump him.
I studied him for a moment before answering. "What sort of person usually
does it?"
"You know, one of those kids who suck up to the principal and are like
hall monitors and stuff." He blushed for some unexplained reason.
"Hall monitors? I don't think we have them here. Besides I got in trouble
and Mr Genson wanted to try out some alternative form of punishment."
"Oh." For some reason he looked offended.
"That doesn't mean this is punishment or^Åanything, its not." I rambled,
why was I explaining myself to him? Shutup Mattias.
He was smiling again. "Ok." Strange kid.
As I showed him around we started talking. He had moved from Coffs
Harbour because his dad got a better job at an IT company down here. He
said he missed the beach and the weather. He had two older brothers and
one younger sister. When he asked about me I said I had a younger brother
but he lived with my dad.
"Your parents divorced?"
"Yeah. A few years ago."
The bell rang soon after and I led him to class with me. It was
literature and I liked this class. I got along with the teacher, a young
guy who had only been teaching for a few years but who really liked to
teach. He would just laugh and give it back whenever I was a smartarse. I
went and sat down and Aaron followed, sitting next to me. Mr Jefferys
wasn't there yet.
"Hey Matt, who's your friend?" Renee asked leaning over. I liked Renee,
she was a really friendly, smart and beautiful girl and was one of the
few people outside my group that I tolerated and that was because I've
known her since I was five.
"Aaron this is Renee, Renee, Aaron." I waved my hand between them.
"Hey Aaron." She looked between us curiously. "How did you two meet?"
"I'm showing him around the school."
Renee snorted. "You?"
I rolled my eyes. "Ask Genson, some alternative punishment idea of his."
"Matt! It was only first period! What did you do?" Renee shook her head
in exasperation.
"I fell asleep in class and talked back. Nothing major its just Miss
bitchface Bowder has it in for me. She hates me."
"Matt, that's because you called her bitchface Bowder to her face."
I shrugged and leant against my hand, feeling queasy again.
"You look peaky, what's the matter?"
I groaned. "Me and Kurt got fucked up last night."
"What the hell for? It was a school night!" Renee looked pissed at me. I
gave her a sideways glance.
"Kurt was real pissed off so I helped him get the anger out by drinking
it away." I grinned but Renee didn't grin back. "Not amusing huh?"
"Mattias Roche! Your so irresponsible!" Shit, she only used my full name
when she was seriously pissed off, like my mum. "If Kurt jumped off a
cliff would you follow?"
I rolled my eyes. "Would I get a bungy cord?"
Renee smacked me across the side of my head. "You're an idiot Mattias."
"Aw come on Renee, he's my friend, I would do the same for you." I
whined.
"The difference is that I would never ask." Renee didn't really like Kurt
that much.
"Renee don't be mad at me." I put on my best puppy dogface. Renee said I
was good at it because my eyes were this really weird browny honey
colour. I saw her face soften and added the clincher. "I love you."
Renee rolled her eyes but she was smiling. "You're such a prick Matt."
"Are you guys together?" Aaron suddenly asked.
"No, why? You interested?" I asked wishing he really was.
Aaron's eyes widened and he stared at me.
"Matt stop being a dick. Matt and me are just friends, have been since
kindergarten is all."
"Oh. Right."
"Everyone quiet! Sorry I was late now lets get into it. Right, get your
books out." Mr Jefferys commanded.
I vagued out for a while. As much as I liked this class, I was not up for
Shakespeare today.
"Mattias, stay sharp! Now tell me about Cordelia."
I groaned and Mr Jefferys smiled. Sighing, "Cordelia is a stubborn spoilt
little girl who plays on her fathers weaknesses when she should know
better."
Mr Jefferys laughed. "You in a bad mood or something? Don't you think
that's a little harsh?"
I thought about it for a second. "No."
"But Cordelia often represents purity and goodness." Mr Jeffery argued.
"Only in comparison to her sisters."
"Ok, lets think of this more thoroughly."
So the lesson went on at the end Mr Jefferys asked to talk to me for a
minute.
"I'll wait outside." Aaron offered.
"I'll take him to class." Renee offered and grabbed his arm to lead him
away. Aaron glanced back for a moment before following diligently behind.
"Yes sir?"
"Is something the matter today Mattias?" He inquired. I nearly groaned,
just what I needed.
"I'm fine sir, just not feeling a hundred percent is all."
He looked at me sharply. "It wouldn't be self-induced would it?"
"Don't know what you mean, sir." I answered coyly.
Mr Jefferys sighed. "Look Mattias, if you need to talk about anything my
door is always open ok?"
I shrugged. "Sure."
He sighed again. "Off you go then, here's a late slip."
When I made it to my next class most of the seats were taken and I sighed
wondering where I was going to sit.
"Matt?" Aaron called and waved me over. When I reached him he grinned.
"Saved ya a seat."
I smiled. "Thanks."
"Hey the freaks got a new friend!" Darren called out from across the
room.
I looked at him. "Oh my god, the moron speaks!"
"Fuck off Roche!" He yelled back just as the teacher walked in.
"Darren Ferguson! To the principals office now!"
Darren shot me death glares as he gathered his stuff.
After what seemed like days, lunch finally arrived. "Hey Aaron, you don't
have to sit with us if you don't want to. Renee sits over there if you
would feel more comfortable."
Aaron shrugged. "It's ok, I'll sit with you."
I felt incredibly light headed when he said that. "Alright, the guys can
be dicks sometimes though."
I led him over to my group. We were all punks of some degree, some more
than the others. "Hey guys."
"Who the fuck is that?" Kurt asked looking annoyed.
"Shutup man. This is Aaron, he's new."
"Whatever."
"Aaron, the dickhead here is Kurt, that's Abby, Kyle, Yaz and Jay."
They all said hey and smiled, except Kurt who looked put out.
"Hey do you remember the big secret you told me last night?" Kurt said
suddenly. I got nervous, what did I say? Surely nothing about how hot I
found guys as compared to girls?
"What?"
Kurt started giggling. "Man, you kissed Melinda at that party in eighth
grade. You said she touched your dick."
"Eww! Melinda Green? You let her touch your dick?" Abby made a face at
me, and the others laughed.
"Hey she wasn't a slut then and why pick on me, Jay fucked her!" I
exclaimed attempting to defend my honour.
Jay went red. "Thanks Matt, thanks a lot."
I just grinned. "Kurt, how the fuck did I get home last night by the
way?"
Kurt started laughing. "You were that drunk? Shit man you were holding it
together pretty good. I walked with you and boosted you through ya
window."
"Aw man, what did we even drink?" I groaned my head feeling worse.
"Sambucca and vodka." Kurt looked a bit pale when he said that.
I shuddered and closed my eyes.
"You guys are dicks. You better be coming to my gig tonight." Kyle
complained.
I groaned feeling ill at the prospect.
"Matt! You have to man, you promised." Kyle looked upset and I sighed
giving in.
"Do you want to come?" I asked Aaron.
"What? Why are you asking him?" Kurt demanded angrily.
"Kurt don't be a fucker, Aaron you wanna come? It might not be your type
of music though." Kyle added in shooting Kurt a glare.
"Um, ok." Aaron said timidly glancing at me. I smiled widely, a bit too
excited about him coming.
"Sweet, you can get ready at my house if you want."
"What the fuck? I'm getting ready at your house!" Kurt said looking upset
and angry.
"Chill the fuck out Kurt, I never said you couldn't come too. Quit being
a dick." I said just as annoyed. Why the hell was he acting like such a
loser?
"Whatever man, see you after school." Kurt stormed off.
"Ok why the fuck is he being such a dick?" I demanded. I saw Abby and Yaz
look at each other and then glance at the other guys. Kyle shook his head
slightly.
"Enough with the silent communication! Tell me what the fucks going on!"
I was getting upset now.
"Look man, he's hungover as shit. Just give him time and he will get back
to normal." Kyle told me. I looked at them suspiciously but finally
shrugged.
"So Aaron, what music are you into?" Abby asked in what seemed
suspiciously like a subject change.
The others got to know Aaron and I think they liked him because they
seemed to be chatting quite amicably. I was still stewing over Kurt being
such a cockhead.
The rest of the day went by fairly uneventfully when finally the bell
rang. It was a Friday, thank god.
"So do you want me to drive to your house?" Aaron asked as the last bell
rang.
I shrugged. "If you want. We should go via your place though so you can
get clothes for tonight."
He smiled and nodded. We got into his fairly beaten up Toyota station
wagon and pulled out of the student car park.
"So what music do you like?" I asked as I rummaged through his tape
collection. "Norah Jones?" I raised my eyebrow at him and he flushed
bright red. "Man, my mum likes Norah Jones."
"I find it relaxing." He defended still red.
"Yeah." I nodded seriously. "That stuff can put you sleep pretty quickly
I guess."
"Shut up!" He laughed.
"Jack Johnson, Xavier Rudd, Michael Franti, John Butler, oh and Pete
Murray. I'm sensing a major theme here. You're at bit of a surfy hey?" I
inquired still looking through the tapes.
He chuckled. "Yeah, I guess. I've never hung out with someone like you
before."
I stopped and turned to him. "Someone like me?" it came out more icily
than I intended.
He glanced at me nervously. "Sorry I didn't mean it to sound like that.
Its just most of my friends from back home were surfers and into that^Å
you know^Å beach look. I use to be scared of the punk kids although there
weren't many in Coffs." He had started to ramble at little and it made me
smile. I was puzzled over that, if anyone else had said that to me I
would have reacted badly. As to that why was I inviting him to my house
and the gig? I didn't even know him and he was nothing like me.
"Its ok. Don't worry."
He glanced at me again still uncertain and I laughed. "I won't bite, not
unless you ask me too!"
The car swerved a bit as he stared at me in shock. I was a bit shocked at
myself as well. I usually teased my friends like that but the problem
with him was that half the time I meant it.
"Calm down tiger! I'm just joking." I laughed at him as I tried to quell
the thumping of my own heart.
Aaron laughed quietly still a little unsure. I went back to the tapes.
"Oh my god! What the fuck? You have a Shakira tape?" I squinted at him in
horror. "Please tell me you don't like her?"
He smiled at me. "No, I'm not that bad. Its one of my little sister's I
guess."
"Sure it is."