[IC] Seaside Stories

[KiraVanhelsing]

Seaside was like every small American port town. Industry was always focused on fishing and tourism during the summer months. For the locals living there full time, Seaside high was one of the highlights of the city. It was a large architectural homage to well-refined classrooms and labs, glass windows, brownstone walls and a football field large enough to hold the whole town. It was the highlight and pride of the community, producing intelligent youth that usually succeeded in the university fields. It was also the home to the Seaside Sharks, the main football team for the community. Events around town centered heavily on the football community, and it was known throughout town that supports from everyone was top priority. On the other side of town there resides, Rutledge high, mainly reserved for low-income families whose kids who didn't have the grades or couldn't afford to 'fit' into Seasides elite choosing process. Stevie was always reminded how lucky she was to make it into the program, especially because her parents were ranging on the low side of the social ladder. Mom and Pop ran the local garage, with her older brother, Elvis, who also helped work on the larger fishing lines. He moved out a year ago with his high school girlfriend Melanie, who is now two months pregnant but they always seem to find time to visit home often enough. Stevie's younger brother Freddie was just hitting thirteen and always made a habit of annoying Stevie on the daily. Today was no exception, with the little twerp, stealing her bike helmet and putting it on the American flagpole that happened to be just outside her white salt sprayed porch. Getting it down took her almost twenty minutes, and seeming as seaside was basically across town she ended up being five minutes later then the last bell.

She swore as she ran towards the school, her leather boots smacking the ground quickly as she ran up the steps to head towards class. She was about to head to class when suddenly the nasely voice of Miss Withers was behind her, "Stop right there. Miss Lawson. You are late again."

Stevie let out a breath, blowing out her brows, "Yeah I know, but my brother stole my bike helmet and..."

Miss Withers shook her head interrupting her, "No excuses. You know our policy. Come in here so I can write you a tartie slip. If this happens again, It's detention."

Stevie set her jaw following Miss Withers into the office, "Yes. Miss Withers."

She gripped her leather jacket and riding helmet in her hand, adjusting her backpack with the other as her thoughts moved towards beating the shit out of Freddie, I am going to kill that little shit! She walked up to the main desk, when Miss Withers pointed over to the chairs, "You can sit there, while I fill out your paperwork."

Stevie nodded before she walked over to a seat slumping down as she leaned her head back against the wall, "I should be in English right now...God...Minerva is probably freaking out, wondering where I am."

She pulled out her phone to see if she had a text. There was two from Minerva and one from Brice. Minerva was, like she thought, wondering where she was and letting her know that Mr. Paulson's toupee was way to pushed back today. Brice just asked where she was. She ignored Brice, but sent Minny a quick text, 'Brother made me late. In Jabba Da Hutz office. X.X'

Once sent, she lowered her phone down, picking at her hair when suddenly a dude she had never seen before entered the office. She couldn't see his face but watched as he moved to the desk remaining quiet as she listened to the interaction in front of her.

[Rangerguy29]

Jake sat in his car, an older Honda Accord, and tried to gain his nerves. Eyes closed he continually said to himself You can do this, just have to get your schedule and make it through your first day of class.... His heart ragged in his chest as his mind raced. He had just moved to the small coastal town of Seaside from Portland. Him and his mother had argued for the weeks preceding the move; Jake had begged to just find a way to make it on his own in Portland rather than move to Florida.

But she wouldn't have any of it. They had to move. He was use to moving around, his mother was a nurse and was almost always getting new offers from different hospitals. Because of this, he was more shy and reserved. His palms sweaty he was tempted with the idea to simply turn around and go home; his mother was at work and would never know.

Finally he let out a long soft sigh and climbed out of his car, grabbing his backpack from the passenger seat. Just breathe and relax. Find your class and you'll be home before you know it He thought to himself as he walked into the nice large high school. He entered into the office and approached the secretary.

"Hey, I'm new here....I need my class schedule." He says in a soft tone to the office administrator.

"Ok just let me grab your name" She responds without even looking up.

"Its Jake Todd. I'm a senior" He answers as he looks around the office, turning his head to see a young girl who was attractive, but appeared to be in trouble at the office.

"There seems to be an issue, I can't find it. Let me go back and take a look. Please have a seat while I'm gone" She offered as she got up and went into the back.

Jake sighed, he just wanted his schedule. He sat down in the chair, leaning his head back and keeping to himself.

[KiraVanhelsing]

Stevie watched her future classmate sit beside her, looking him up and down with slightly pursed lips. He was cute, not too bulky and a bit scrubby but to be fair on his part. Most teenage boys were. She turned watching Miss Wither's head into the back and spoke softly. Her voice was rough, her tone deeper than usual girls as she leaned over the spare seat towards the boy whispering quietly, "Look, man, you got to get out of here! Everyone in the school has been taken over by aliens. I've been able to remain undetected for the time being, but you need to get out and find yourself an aluminum hat. They read your brains man! THEY SEE EVERYTHING!"

Suddenly Miss Withers came back and sat in the seat with a few sheets of paper in her hand. Stevie raised her eyebrows at the young guy, when suddenly Miss Wither's spoke up, "Your tartie, is ready Miss Lawson!"

Stevie stood up, grabbing her bike hat as she walked over to grab the note, turning to the boy with a wink, "Thanks....and remember Sparky, I warned you."

She headed out the door, smiling quietly to herself as she moved to her locker. She opened it and shoved in her jacket and other items before she proceeded to English. She took a breath outside the door before she opened it and held up her Tartie with a sorry smile, "Sorry Paulson...Brothers...Ya know."

He eyed her coldly, "Put the tartie on the desk then just find a seat and stay quiet."

She gave him the a-okay sign then moved over to sit by Minerva in the back corner. She eyed her best friend with a shake looking at her deep purple hair and hazel eyes. She had long elf ears just hidden behind and was wearing some jeans and a star wars t-shirt. She raised her eyebrow at Stevie and in response, Stevie gave her an eye-roll and a head shake when suddenly the door opened. She turned to see the guy who was waiting at the office walk in and she bit her bottom lip, hitting Minerva so that she would also look at the new kid.

[Rangerguy29]

Jake sat and noticed the girl next to him, she was incredibly pretty; he had to make sure not to look too long as he didnt want to be seen as creepy. He could't look for long as the girl leaned over, his eyes were drawn to hers. He gave the young girl a puzzling look; he raised an eyebrow as he listened to her talk about aliens and tinfoil hats. Was she teasing him? Being mean? Joking to be funny or just being weird? He couldn't tell, he was stressed enough as it was with it being his first day at a new school. He couldn't figure out what her angle was.

He was about to speak, lips opening when she takes her tardy slip and heads for the door. " Sparky?" He said in a very soft tone, confused by the nickname he was given by the pretty, albeit a bit weird girl. Not long after she leaves he's given his schedule. "Jake, here is your schedule. You better hurry the bell is about to ring for class to start"

Jake lets out a soft sigh as he leans forward, standing up from the chair and takes his schedule. "Thanks..." He says in a low tone. He opened the large door for the office and made his way down the hall. It was packed as everyone made their way to their classes, Jake simply wanting to find his locker and his first class. The bell rings right as Jake opens his locker, putting his bag in and taking out a notebook and some pens.

The young man ruffles through his pocket and grabs his schedule, opening it and reading Great first class is English with Mr. Paulson. He wanders through the hallway until he finally finds the classroom, opening the door and walking inside. He doesn't say anything, instead finding an empty desk near the back which happens to be on the other side of the girl he met at the office.

[KiraVanhelsing]

Stevie watched the boy come over to sit beside her, before whispering softly to him, "Hello again, fellow student. You should have heeded my advice. Now you have joined the pod people. I'm Stevie, by the way."

Suddenly Mr Paulson spoke up, "And what does the author mean when he says that, Stevie?"

Stevie turned, her eyes wide before she looked down at the book in front of her, "Uh...Well, it's Hemingway..so I assume something deep and brooding that effects our perspective of the world, and helps us get through hardships that form our everyday lives?"

Mr Paulson gave a wry smirk, then spoke evenly, "Good try. Now please pay attention and no talking in class."

She nodded then turned to the new guy, motioning a zipper over her lips. Class continued as usual until the bell rang signifying the next class. She stood up grabbing he books and winking at Minerva, "Enjoy Phys Ed."

Minerva just laughed, eyeing the new guy, "Enjoy teasing the new guy. Don't listen to a word she says by the way. Pathological liar. By babes."

Stevie stuck out her tongue then turned back to the new guy, "What's your next class? I'll make sure you get there in one piece."

She slung her binder shut then walked over to the door, "You coming?"