AUGUST 17,2015
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL

The streets of Manhattan were buzzing.
Car horns and alarms could be heard,hundreds of voices,the cooing of pigeons,police sirens,the horns of boats and ships offshore.
The city was alive this bright sunny August day.

A large yellow school bus pulled up to Yancy High School.
The doors squeaked open and just over a dozen kids came out,mostly freshmen,a few sophomores,and last to step out was Tyrone Mercer.He was tall,lean,and stood up straight.
He wore a And1 jersey type shirt,some jeans,and some green worn down Jordan Team Strong Brand Shoes.
He had his black backpack on both shoulders.
He headed inside Yancy High School.
As he headed down the hall he received several greetings from high fives to handshakes to hugs.
Classmates,teammates,a few younger kids who knew him.
As he headed to Math class Principal Curry stepped out of his office.
When he saw Tryone his face lit up,he shook Mercers hand and spoke.
"Good to see you again Ty.Have a good summer?"
Mercer replied with a chuckle,"Yes sir.It was a little busy,but I enjoyed it."
"Good.Ready for your senior year season?"Curry asked.
"Oh yes sir you know it."Mercer said with a grin.
Curry nodded,"Good.I've got high expectations of you this year son.Mow get on on to class."
Mercer nodded then hurried down the hall to Financial Math.

Bluebell skipped off the bus. Her hair was in its usual braids with beads. She had a red backpack on her back as she walked towards Calculus which was her first lesson. She was also carrying a small bag which had her sports stuff in it for after school. She pulled a book out of her bag and read it while walking to class but bumped into someone by accident. 'I am so sorry,' she gasped before backing up.

Bluebell skipped off the bus. Her hair was in its usual braids with beads. She had a red backpack on her back as she walked towards Calculus which was her first lesson. She was also carrying a small bag which had her sports stuff in it for after school. She pulled a book out of her bag and read it while walking to class but bumped into someone by accident. 'I am so sorry,' she gasped before backing up.

Tyrone was surprised at first,but then once he saw her he spoke.
"It's all good.I shoulda' been paying attention myself.My fault."
He looked for a minute then spoke,"My names Tyrone Mercer,I'm on the basketball team,national prospect,my friends call me "Hops".Whats your name?"
He asked her.

'Hey, I am Bluebell Ayra. The one or 2 friends I have call me the sporty geek as I am known to be smart and I do Tennis, Cheer, Dance line, Basketball, Cross Country and Track and Field, I am usually socially awkward.' She smiled shyly and had said that really quietly. She bit her lip. 'It is nice to meet you,' Her eyes focused on a ground.

'Hey, I am Bluebell Ayra. The one or 2 friends I have call me the sporty geek as I am known to be smart and I do Tennis, Cheer, Dance line, Basketball, Cross Country and Track and Field, I am usually socially awkward.' She smiled shyly and had said that really quietly. She bit her lip. 'It is nice to meet you,' Her eyes focused on a ground.

Tyrone grinned crookedly and spoke,"Well I gotta get to math class,but I'm glad to meet you too,look here,hold up."
He took out a piece of notebook paper and pen and scribbled away at it,then folded it and handed it to her.
"There my number,text sometime,later."
He gave her a soft pat on the shoulder then headed for class.

'Bye,' she smiled before heading to Calculus and sitting in her seat and pulling her book out and her pen before starting to write her notes down.

Derrick Ames was in P.E class now,since he was an athlete he was permitted to do workouts instead of play Volleyball with the non-athletes in his class.
He was in the weight room in his gym clothes,he had his Beats hooked to his iPhone.
As he picked up a dumbbell to do some reps he looked through his play list on his phone.

Go Getta~Young Jeezy
Can't Stop Me~Andy Mineo
Pour It On~Dux Jones
Hate Me Now~Nas
Victory~P.Diddy feat. Bigg
Run Away~Donnie Bravo
No Mercy~T.I

He hit shuffle and started playing No Mercy and begin curling a dumbbell in both hands.
His arms worked as he lifted,revealing muscled arms riddled with veins.
Sweat poured down his face and arms as he lifted.
As he strained and increased pump speed he pictured a Blue Devils jersey followed by a Jets Jersey.
Those were his goals.

Bluebell got bored and sent a text to Tyrone. It said Hey, Calculus is so boring, we are basically reviewing what we did last year, what about you?

Bluebell got bored and sent a text to Tyrone. It said Hey, Calculus is so boring, we are basically reviewing what we did last year, what about you?

Tyrone got her text and responded.

Guessin this is Bluebell :p fin. Math is just teaching us hoe to set up a savings account RN.

Just then an announcement came over the intercom.

"Attention students,in three weeks is homecoming,so be thinking about the game and dance that night,as well as who'd you'd like to vote for this years court.

The intercom clicked off and the teacher continued with the lesson.
Tyrone texted her again.

Hey I'll ttyl.

It was later in the day and Derrick had heard the announcement.
He snorted to himself,dance?Forget that.
All he cared about was the game that day against Fairview High.
He hated that school,and their team,most on the football squad did though.
They were dickheads.Conceited,trashy wannabes.
Derrick was tapping his pen on his desk when the girl in front of him turned around.
"Could you please stop I'd like to hear this."
Derrick looked her in the eyes,gave his pen one hard tap,them kept going to the girls annoyance.
"Mister Ames."
Derrick dropped his pen and looked up.
Mr.Sherman spoke,"You are not a drummer and this not a recital hall,unlike you others in here actually want to learn.So cool it."
The minute he turned Derrick flipped him the bird causing several students to gawk at him,but nothing was said and Mr.Sherman kept teaching.

Bluebell texted him back Okay. Bluebell was in the running for homecoming queen because her friend had nominated her. She zoned out for the rest of the lesson, thinking about what she should wear for homecoming. She was planning to wear her traditional Indian clothes but then she would seem out of place so she decided that she would go and buy a dress if anyone asked her. She planned to curl her hair in ringlets instead of her braids or her ponytail when she was playing sports. Her hair is really long so she might do waves loosely down her back or even a bun if that looks nice but she was hoping someone would ask her so she didn't seem like a loner.

Jayson walked through out the empty hallways carrying his gym bag one side approaching his Algebra 2 class. He was late but luckily his mom sent a note ahead of time excusing his tardiness, it was his mom's fault for waking up late after all. He would open the door to his Algebra 2 class, cutting off Ms. Krader as all the students looked in his direction.

"I have an excuse note" He said breaking the silence. He then slid the note on her desk and walked to his seat. He nodded at his friends in acknowledgment. Jayson was not the most popular kid in school but he had a decent amount of friends, most being from the basketball team and other athletics. He sat in his desk which was on the far right side of the class in the third row. He then listened as Ms.Krader went on with her teaching.

Towards the end of the day,around 3:00 the intercom clicked on and the principals dr several announcements.

Attention teachers and students please forgive this interruption as I have several announcements to make.
This Friday after school at 4:00 is the boys basketball tryouts and cheer and dance line tryouts.
Danceline and cheer will both be at the football field,and of course boys basketball will be in the gym.Then Saturday at 1:00 is girls basketball tryouts.Also the Signups sheet is up for boys and girls cross country at the coaches building.
Homecoming voting will be next friday.
Thank you.

Tyrone had heard the announcements.
He had stayed after all his classes were over and was lifting in the weight room.
When he got done he texted Bluebell.

Hey,you wanna go out tonight?
If so you wanna meet up at Wendy's?

Bluebell texted back. Sure, just have to sign up for tryouts for Dance line, Cheer and Girls Basketball but a bit of a problem is that Cheer and Dance line tryouts are at the same time, I also do Tennis Track and Field and Cross Country so meet you at Wendy's, what time?

Bluebell suddenly noticed something about the places and that they were in the same place so she might be able to pull it off. I might be able to pull off doing both She texted him

Mind if I jump in?)

Just figured this thing out!!)

Kayla Attor walked up toward the school, violin case in hand. She looked confident, and put on a brave face.

May I join this?))