Welcome to Harven High School, a high school located in a small town in Nevada.

Before you read this you should know, this story isn't like those other high school stories. This story has character and portrays the actions and emotions of high school students. You can expect some high school slang and terms that people who aren't in high school probably wouldn't know. Anyways let's begin the story now...

Let's first introduce our main characters...

Starting from the left we have Ryan, Jason and Brendan. All three of these guys are best friends, and have been friends since 6th grade. They are now in the 10th grade and things have always been better for the three of them. Our story begins in the an empty hallway...

Brendan: (yawns) Err... just another sucky Monday.
Jason: Yeah... I'm tired as hell. I didn't get much sleep last night.
Ryan: Me neither... Oh well maybe something good will happen today.
Brendan: Like what?
Jason: Blah...
Ryan: You guys are boring. I'm gonna go to my locker now. (Ryan leaves)
Jason: Ok whatever...

Brendan: So I went to a show last night it was pretty sweet. The bands were all amazing.
Jason: Damn I wish I could have went.
Brendan: What were you doing? Trying to skate?
Jason: I can skate! Shut up!

An attractive young female walks by them

Jason: Holy shit! Who is she?

Brendan: Where?
Jason: Right there.
Brendan: She's looking at us.
Jason: Shhh.... be quiet.
Brendan: Oh my god this is retarded.
Jason: Whoah, look at her back pockets.

Brendan: Huh? (Looks) Whoah! That's some pretty good jeans.
Jason: (Laughs) Yeah, you wanna borrow it. Well.. I'm gonna talk to her.
Brendan: Is she new or something?
Jason: Probably, or I would have noticed her sooner. I'm sure she will be easy to talk to.

Just in case you haven't noticed some of the story's format, I will go over it. Whenever you see (with something inside) that means they are doing that action. Whenever you see *in head* that means they are thinking that in their head. The story is almost written in play format, anyways I think you can figure out the rest. Turn the page now, you don't want to look at this girl's behind forever, do you?

Girl: (in head) Argh... Those guys are talking about me aren't they? Might as well talk to them.
Jason: Hey... are you new here?
Girl: Yeah, actually I am. I'm Emily. Nice to meet you.
Jason: Hi, I'm Jason and that's Brendan. What grade are you in?
Emily: I'm a junior. Are you in my grade?
Jason: (in head) Great, if I say I'm in 10th grade, she might not talk to me. Might as well say 11th.
Jason: I'm in 11th also and Brendan is in 10th.
Emily: (Giggles) Oh, cool. So I might have classes with you.
Brendan: *in head* Ok... what the hell was he thinking? She's going to find out he lied to her.
Emily: You two dress alike. You both are wearing the same thing. That's cute.
Jason: Just happened...
Emily: Well I gotta go. See you later. *in head* OK, that was just wierd. Damn guys here are just that easy. I was afraid this would happen. They are so prone to me. I'm gonna be late.

Emily heads to her first period classroom. She walks awkwardly through the halls and begins painting in her art class.

Ryan: So you are new here...? You just came in today.
Emily: Yeah, I just moved here. What are we suppose to be painting anyways.
Ryan: I don't know. I'm just copying you.
Emily: Well I'm not very good at art, so yours won't look that good.
Ryan: I don't care.
Emily: Suit it yourself. *in head* Errr.... not again. Can't I just have a normal conversation with a guy. I'm I this attractive?

They continue painting their pictures. Ryan doesn't really care about his art grade. He wasn't very good at art to begin with and he was only in the class because he needed an art or foreign language credit. Emily continues to spectulate over her previous conversations. She continues to paint until class is nearly over.

Shanda: Did you see the new girl? She's kinda skanky looking.
May: Yeah... What's her name anyways?

Shanda (on the left) is best friends with May (on the right). Shanda and May are best friends, for quite some time now. May is a very intelligent girl, she is at the at the top of her class and is vice president of the student council. Shanda is also very smart, she is not as bright as May, however she has exceptional art skills.

The girls continue painting and spectulating over current issues.

Shanda: Emily... I think. (She paints with quite frustration over the situation)
May: Yeah, she's all over Ryan. Oh well he's kinda stuck up like that. I asked Ryan to borrow a pen one time, because I lost mine. Then he is like, if you so damn smart why can't you even bring a pen.
Shanda: Yeah, I don't like him either. He talks crap about me. Anyways that girl isn't in our grade. Thank god!
May: (May sighs with relief) Good! Well let's just work now, I think they can hear us.

(butts into May's and Shanda's converstaion) Emily: Um... yeah I can hear you guys.
Ryan: That's just rude, talking shit about us.
Shanda: What hell! Why do you have to come all in this conversation? And Ryan you just met her, damn! It's like you two are going out.
May: (laughs)
Ryan: Whatever...
Shanda: So.. anways... (tries to change the conversation)
Emily: This is exactly what I thought when I came here yesterday for registration. *in head* I miss my old friends and my old school. I miss the way people treated me, now I'm just some damn Barbie doll. Better yet, I'm not even Barbie material. I'm more like a Bratz doll.
Ryan: Hey, it's only your first day. Ignore them, they aren't even in your grade.
Emily: OK, that's good. This is a small school compared to my last.
Ryan: Well this is a small town.

Emily and Ryan continue on with their small talk. They talk talk more about thier interests and thier life. They continue to paint on until the first period bell rings.

May: Come on, let's get to class now.
Shanda: Whatever, I don't really care about what just happened. Just let it slide. That girl better not affect my art.
May: Or ruin my grades.
Shanda: Ok, let's drop it. We are making a big deal about it.
May: I think there's an assembly after first period.
Shanda: There is? Are you sure?
May: Yeah they are suppose to annonce it.

(loud speakers go off) Mr. Weaver (principal): Attention all students, please report to the auditorium. We have an assembly on the different school clubs and sports. Thank you.

Shanda: Wow!
May: (laughs) I told yo so.

The students report to the auditorium for the assembly.

(Random chattering going around in the background)

Mr. Weaver (Principal, that is standing in the front center): Good morning students. I'd like to welcome you all to the assembley. We are going to be talking about school clubs and then introduce you to our fall sports.
Ms. Climber (Asst. principal, with the boots): Please settle down students. Enough talking please.. (students continue to talk) Enough! Thank you. We will be talking about the clubs. You all know about student counil, but we also have 4 new clubs this year. I highly encourage you all to join. (pauses to let Mr. Weaver speak)
Mr. Weaver: We also have the yearbook club that has been going around for years now, and we now have a research club...
Student: BOOOO!!!
Mr. Weaver: Which is in the library, it will cover everything from computers, books and research. We have an art club.
Shanda: Hell yes! I'm joining that.
Ms. Climber: A weight training club for those body builders.. hehehe and the Spanish club.

The principals continue to talk, while the students dicuss the current jobs.

Emily: Hey, it's you guys from earlier.
Ryan: Maybe I'll join the weight club to muscle up.
Brendan: What muscles?
Ryan: Shut up! You're freaking anorexic Brendan, so I wouldn't be talking.
Jason: I'm not joining anything. Clubs are for losers, there's no skate club.
Ryan: (Laughs) You can't even skate Jason, the real skaters would laugh at you. Brendan, I know you are joining the yearbook club. You're such a camera whore. I seen your myroom pictures.
Brendan: (Laughs) Hey those pictures got me a lot of comments from girls. I don't want to be on yearbook.
Emily: *in head* Err... guy talk. They pick on each other so much, don't really get why guys do that. Yet they never get so upset.
Ryan: Um.. this is Emily guys, she's new.
Emily: I already met them earlier.

They continue to argue while, the principal finishes the assembly.

Mr. Weaver: If you are interested, the sign up tables are up here. You can sign up all through out this week and the sheets will be in the front office. Ok, you can all go to your second period now.

The students slowly get up and head to class while dicussing the clubs. Meanwhile Shanda talks to Ms. Climber about the art club.

Ms. Climber: So Shanda would you like to be leader of the art club?
Shanda: Of course, it wouldn't be right if I didn't.
Ms. Climber: Oh and before I forget, you should come to the front office to pick up your scholarship. The Reno Art Institute has awarded you with the scholarship for excellence in art achievement.
Shanda: I got the scholarship? Yes, yes, yay! Sorry, I'm just really glad I got it.
Ms. Climber: Just keep up the good grades and work hard on your art. You could probably earn a free ride to one of the best art schools in the country. Now I already talked to your teacher and counselor and they are going to put you in advance art classes.

Just as things couldn't get any better for some....

Mr. Weaver: (sits down next to Brendan) Brendan, Ryan told me you were interested in joining yearbook. He said you were a good photographer.
Brendan: What? I didn't say that.
Mr. Weaver: Oh, well if you are a good photographer you should join. You get free admission to all school events and extra field trips. It's worth joining, plus it looks good on your college admission form.
Brendan: I don't know... I don't really have time for that.
Mr. Weaver: Please join, I can't force you into joining. Just remember when everyone looks at the pictures in the yearbook, you will be the one who took them.
Brendan: Fine! I'll join where do I sign up then. *in head* I really don't want to join yearbook. I mean it's extra work. Why the hell did Ryan tell him that? This is shitty, but oh well. I'll be in charge of the pictures, so the yearbook should look good this year.
Mr. Weaver: The sign-up sheets are up front or in the front office.
Brendan: Ok thanks.

Brendan decides to join the yearbook club. The rest of the day was pretty much ordinary. Finally after much learning, the final bell rings and class ends. The students go to their lockers then head for home. May however, decides to stay after school to study. She decides to do research on her chemistry project. When no one is around, she logs into her myroom (myspace) account.

May: Yes, he commented me back. (May reads her comment:)

It's Dan: hey May, whatcha up to? you know i been talking to you forever now, and commenting and IMing all the time. when am I gonna hear your soft gentle voice? hahaha give me a call sometime. i only live like 2 towns away. #716-0002

May immediately adds the phone number onto her cellphone. Stunned by the message, May does not call him immediately. She does not even know if she will call him at all. However, she still saved the number just incase she decides to call him. She logs out of myroom and continues her research.

The very next day, right before school starts May tells Shanda about her myroom experience.

May: Hey there's something I gotta tell you.
Shanda: Yeah what is it?
May: Ok, well yesteray I was on myroom and anyways, this guy I been commenting for over 2 months now left me his phone number. I don't know if I should call or not.
Shanda: May, you are smarter than me. What do you think the answer is girl?
May: Call?
Shanda: Hell no! This guy could be some predator or something. Don't call.
May: I know, but... I know this guy. I trust him, let me just call. Come on, it will be fun.
Shanda: Err... fine. Call now, but hurry cuz I'm not missing class. Especially art, first period.

Pressured into calling Dan (myroom guy), May calls him anyways. She slowly dials the number and he picks it up.

Dan: Hello...?
May: Hey, this is May from myroom.
Dan: Hey, May. Isn't it kinda early to be calling? Aren't you in school?
May: Yeah, but it didn't start yet. Don't you have school.
Dan: Uh... yeah. My school doesn't start until 8:30, but we get out at like 3.
May: So you're at home getting ready.
Dan: Yeah I just came out of the shower.
Shanda: (listening to them) Urg... that's too much info. Hang up May, hang up.
May: Shhhhh! (to Shanda) That's nice.
Dan: Hey whatcha doing after school? Maybe we can hang out at the mall or something.
May: Maybe tomorrow. I have a test today.
Dan: Alright, well good luck. I'm gonna let you go because I gotta eat breakfast.
May: Ok, bye. (hangs up)
Shanda: He wants to see you at the mall? Is he crazy? Oh my god, girl ignore him.
May: Yeah, but he's really hot in the pictures.
Shanda: In the pictures, come on let's get to class. This is crazy.
May: Why don't you come with me and we meet him.
Shanda: Well I better go, cuz I ain't letting you get raped or something.

The classes drag until, as the teachers talk and talk. Until finally it is lunch time. The guys get their food and sit down for lunch.

Ryan: So what if I ask Emily out?
Jason: Are you serious?
Brendan: I think she likes you. Go out with her, at least you can ask someone out. No one likes me. I mean they all think I'm nice and crap, but no one really likes me.
Ryan: That's cuz you don't make any moves on them. Girls are so easy, just say some nice statements smile and you win their hearts.
Brendan: Yeah, but I'm too nice. People would already expect that.
Jason: You need to be more hxc, I mean you almost asked a girl if you can borrow her jeans.
Brendan: What the hell? Now your cracking hardcore and emo jokes on me. Anyways I kinda like May. I wanna go to homecoming with her.
Ryan: May? She's all asian and crap, plus she's so smart. I mean she's good lucking, but she hangs all around Shanda. Ewww that girl is nasty.
Jason: Ha you so wanna get her in bed, I can tell.
Brendan: Shut up!

After lunch, the students go to their next class, English 10 with Ms. Beverly. Ms. Beverly goes on a long lecture, while the teachers quietly talk to each other.

Brendan: (starts sweating a little) Err... this class is so boring.
May: Yeah, I know. I still need a good grade you know.
Brendan: Yes, I know.
May: Where do you live again? Because I seen you walk past my house a couple times.
Brendan: On Sandton Street, near Oakwood Elementary.
May: Oh my god, because I live on your street. I don't ride the bus, my mom gives me rides. I'm sure we could give you rides sometimes.
Brendan: That would be nice.
May: Yeah this town is so small that they let both the high school kids and middle school kids on one bus.
Brendan: Yeah that's so retarded, and they only do that because the schools are 2 blocks apart. Then the bus fills up fast and MSers are annoying.
May: MSer?
Brendan: Middle Schoolers.

Ms. Beverly continues to lecture, however; no one is listening.

Shanda: (Whispers from across the desk) So we going to the mall after school?
May: I said tomorrow.
Shanda: Yeah, but now I'm too excited. And besides you don't even have a test tomorrow.
May: Yeah, but then I will be telling him I'm lying.
Shanda: Tell him it got rescheduled, that's all you gotta say. I wanna see if this boy's a dime or not.
May: Duh, he's so fine, believe me.
Shanda: Ok, then call Dan after school.
May: He gets out at 3.
Shanda: Then you have time to show me his pic before we go.
May: I have to stay after anyways.
Shanda: Good! Then show me in the library. Good thing the schools didn't block my room yet.
May: Okay.. (turns around and listens to the teacher)

Ms. Beverly: ...the baseball mitt was very symbolic. In fact one of the aspects is that Holden wanted to be a catcher in the rye and catch children as they fall.. (looks around the classroom) Jason!
Jason: Yes...
Ms. Beverly: Stop talking to Ryan, so he can concentrate.
Jason: Sorry, Ms. Beverly.
Ms. Beverly: Well your grade is not showing for it and you are never sorry. Jason please see me after class. (the bell rangs) As for the rest of you please finish chapter 21, we will have on quiz on chapters 18 through 24 on Friday. (everyone but Jason leaves the room)
Jason: (his heart beatly quickly and his palms sweat like crazy) I'm sorry...
Ms. Beverly: I want you to stay after school and I will tutor you.
Jason: but...
Ms. Beverly: I'm sure your parents will allow it considering if you fail this quiz, you will fail my class.
Jason: Ok then, can I borrow your phone.
Ms. Beverly: My class phone isn't working sorry.
Jason: I don't have a cell phone.
Ms. Beverly: You can use my cell phone... um.. I guess.

Ms. Beverly hands Jason her cellphone. Jason opens her cellphone and notices her Spongebob screen saver. He laughs at her screen saver and calls his mom. She allows him to stay after school. After seeing her screensaver, Jason feels more relaxed from his suffering grades.

Jason: So Ms. Beverly... you like Spongebob?
Ms. Beverly: (blushes) Yeah, laugh your pants off Jason. Now we have work to be done here. You can't talk about my obession for cartoons the entire time.
Jason: So you watch more kids shows? I always thought you are an smart booky person.
Ms. Beverly: Well my job is a teacher, and that's what I do teach and educate you.
Jason: (Laughs) Why can't you be like this in class? *in head* Ha this is just too funny, I never though Ms. Beverly is into that. Whoah, I just notice myself laughing and smiling at her, and she blushed too. Oh shit! Is that flirting?
Ms. Beverly: If I did I would be fired, and you guys won't learn anything.
Jason: Then mix it up a bit.

Ms. Beverly: You know what always wanted to do?
Jason: What's that?
Ms. Beverly: Have a pillow fight, I never been in one. My mother was so classy and strict. If I threw around pillows she would kill me.
Jason: Hey I have pillows in my locker.
Ms. Beverly: Why is that?
Jason: Hahaha to sleep in history class, it's so boring. I have this really old teacher too, I don't think her eyes are good enough to see.
Ms. Beverly: Hhmpf.. that's funny.

Ironically Ms. Beverly opens up more to Jason. They talk about every except "Catcher in the Rye." Jason gets his pillows and they have a pillow fight. All through out the hour their relationship increases to the point where they might even have feelings for each other. They laugh and they giggle until eventually...

They hug.

Jason: *in head* What am I doing? I'm hugging my own teacher. This is wrong. This is effing wrong. Yet somehow I enjoy it.

Meanwhile, Ryan approaches Emily in the hallway. His hearts constantly pounds, but he is happy and has so much energy and confidence. He takes a deep breath and speaks...

Ryan: Emily... what are you doing Friday night?
Emily: Nothing really... why?
Ryan: Do you wanna go to the movies with me?
Emily: The movies? Sure!
Ryan: So it's a date?
Emily: Yeah. *in head* It's a date? DOI!!! Of course it is, wow, this is so unexpected
Ryan: OK, so I'll meet you at the theaters then. You do know where that is?
Emily: Yeah we passed the Harven 7 so many times. *in head* Aww.. he's sweating. This is too cute.