-My third fanfic, my first I felt that was good enough to actually share. Please review and tell me what I did good and what I did bad. Give me advice and tell me if I make any grammatical errors that come up more than once. I plan to update this daily because I found it fun to write. That's all for now I suppose. -

The bell had yet to ring.

The hallways of the school were lively and filled from head to toe with students. Some of which had went to the school for their entire high-school lives, other had been new arrivals. It was the start of a new year at Satoshi High.

The school was modern enough, it had a white and pristine décor about it, all of the glass windows were clean and sparking, the school was split in two separate buildings. The main portion if it was nearest to the entrance, it was where parents had dropped off their kids if they had driven them to school. The next was behind that, it served as a gymnasium for P.E; around it was where students and teachers had parked their cars.

Parents had waved their excited new students away, wishing them luck in accordance to their first day. Upper-classmen simply caught up and spoke amongst themselves near the lockers in the hallway. The climate was quite nice anyway, it wasn't very cloudy and the sun was shining. It was only 7:32 AM; school had always started at around 8:00. Of course, there were many reasons as to why anyone would want to come early.

Nate was a high-school senior and proud of it. He wore the school uniform, a white dress shirt and simple black slacks to adorn his body. He had a rather slender frame; his brown hair messily had adorned his head. He usually had worn a hat; although they weren't prohibited, like in most schools. His hat usually kept his hair looking at least seemingly decent, but his hair just sat on his head unkempt and untrimmed without it.

He didn't have many friends; most of the people who talked to him only did so because of his best-friend, Cheren. He had known almost everything about him by now, they had been friends even before elementary school. They were neighbors; or at least used to be, after Cheren moved they still were rather close to one another.

He knew everything about Cheren, from his birthday to where his favorite place to eat was. He was always used to seeing Cheren swarmed with crowds of people, his personality and appearance just seemed to lure everyone in, Nate didn't understand why. Cheren's sexuality wasn't quite a secret anymore; it also wasn't a secret that he basically slept with everyone he ever dated. The list wasn't a short one, by any means. His current toy or obsession was some 'freak' who had always kept his hair dyed green, it was longer then the hair adorned by all of the girls he had known.

He's kept this one for awhile now, much to Nate's surprise, must've been some sort of record for Cheren. The guy's name was even weird; he called himself 'N.'

CRASH!

Nate fell to the floor and landed on his boney ass.

"Sorry!" he heard the cause of his butt's trauma speak up.

He rubbed his head and took a clear look at the cause of his collapse. The boy had dropped a folder that fell open; looked as if he was just about to put it in his backpack too. Must've been important too, considering he just stepped out of the office.

"It's no problem at all," Nate spoke; he kindly grabbed the two papers nearest to him while he was still on the floor. He couldn't help but to swipe a quick glance at it, looked like a sort of medical diagnoses.

Nate didn't notice the other boy had already stood up, he held most of the papers he dropped, and Nate had the only two he had yet to take. Nate reached out a hand and the other boy pulled him up.

"No, I'm really sorry!" He said again, Nate just laughed.

Nate took a clear glance at him, but couldn't help but to notice the attractive features. His face was smooth and his skin was clear, he had eyes that sparked a mysterious interest in Nate, his smile was the best thing, it radiated excitement and joy. Nate couldn't help but take a double take.

"Stop staring at me dumbass and give me back my papers!" The boy's voice took a completely different take, he held a sudden fire in his eyes and his facial expression changed completely. Nate was taken aback by this and simply handed him the papers with a stiff arm at his direction.

The boy swiped it from Nate's hand and stomped away in the direction opposite of Nate. He was still stunned and not quite up to spec with what the hell just happened.

"You okay?" Cheren placed a hand atop of Nate's shoulder.

Nate spun to face his friend, still shocked.

"Yeah, I'm okay," Nate caught his breath, "any clue as to what the hell that was?"

Cheren pushed back the hair that fell on to his face, he paused for awhile, before speaking, "Thing is, that kid got kicked out of his old school. I heard that he's bipolar; rumor has it that he beat the shit out of a few students and even threatened to kill a teacher. Surprised the guy's not locked up in some jail cell by now. I was going to warn you… while you were down there, but I didn't want to set him off or anything."

Nate laughed to himself out of relief, "Good, I mean, I'm glad it's just a mental condition. For a second there, I thought he had hated me for bumping in to him." Nate spoke solemnly.

Cheren raised an eyebrow, "No. No, no, no, no, no. I know what you're thinking and it's not smart. Not smart at all. I'm telling you, one second you're kissing and the next he's ripping your tongue out of your mouth"! He exclaimed.

"What makes you think I'm not in to that kind of thing?" Nate said, before giving a sly wink.

Cheren shivered from what he had just heard leave his friends mouth.

"Okay, okay. How about this, you two go to the bathroom, he leans over, opens his mouth and…" Cheren raised his finger, "chomp."

"Cheren, the only one that would even think about doing that in any bathroom is you," Nate said, before face palming hard.

"Don't cry to me when you're missing your favorite sexual organ thanks to some crazy-ass raven!" Cheren bickered some more to his friend.

"Yeah, yeah, very funny, anyway… Did you get your schedule yet? I want to see if we have any classes together," Nate mentioned, before he reached in to his backpack and took out the white paper displaying all of his classes.

"Matter of fact, I just did." Cheren replied, he dug in to his messy backpack, he pulled the schedule from it after some time, and it was bent from being squished together with all of his books.

The two exchanged papers and examined them for some time.

"Damn, we only have art together. Would probably have a lot more if you didn't take so many AP classes…" Cheren spoke as we waved the paper in the air.

"Maybe you should just stop being so damn stupid," Nate replied, he stuck a pink tongue out at Cheren.

They both laughed and paused for a few seconds.

"Well, I got to go meet up with N before class starts. At least we have the same lunch. See you then, same place as always," Cheren waved and said his goodbyes before continuing his walk down the hallway.

Nate also waved as Cheren turned and left.

Nate was stumped on what he should do next. He's already checked his locker and found out where most of his classes were, he would meet up with Cheren again, but N would be there. N always had a way of making things awkward around them when they were alone; he refused to give him the opportunity this time around.

Luckily, the bell had rung while he was thinking on where he should go now. He shrugged and recalled that his first class was Calculus. He heard a few things about his teacher, none of which were very nice. 'Mrs. Roxie,' her named even sounded bitchy. After walking through a few crowds in the hallways he managed to get to class on time, early in fact. He took a empty seat near the front row, he was the only one in here, other than those weird kids. Cress, Cilan and Chili. They all dyed their hair weird-ass colors; they were always so close to each other, Nate couldn't understand what the big deal was.

Shortly other, a few students he couldn't match a name to also entered the class. It started filling up really quick. He didn't notice a girl had taken the seat to the left of him; she looked rather nice at least. He remembered her from last year; her name was Leaf, he thought. He minus well say 'hi.'

"Hey, Leaf"! He greeted happily.

"Hello," The girl didn't bother to turn to him; she just starred downwards at her desk. It didn't offend him or anything; he had already known she was quite distant from others.

"I hear this teacher is supposed to be pretty mean, what did you think, Leaf"? He asked her.

"W-well. I don't know… I mean, she can't be too bad. I'm sure as long as everyone is quiet she won't have any reason to yell or anything. If she can just do her job right, I'll be happy," She thought for a little before speaking. Nate noticed how well she carefully thought out her sentences; he thought it was cute if anything.

"Well, I agree. From what I can tell so far, the only person whose name I know that I actually like here is you. I don't think I will have a problem with talking, at least," Nate replied to the girl.

Her face lit a bright red, before passing.

Nate laughed gently at this, he turned back to face the white-board in front of the room. The teacher hadn't arrived yet, which was strange enough. There weren't many posters in the room, like in his previous year. His math teacher last year was super preppy, it was creepy even. He heard this one was sharp and always exact; you have to do every question just the way she tells you too. You can't just not pay attention and look up the solution on Google, if you're lucky, and it follows the same procedure, then you may be able to get away with it, but do anything different then she tells you to and you're screwed.

She finally walked in to the room, she looked very business womanly. Like a stuck-up and grumpy bitch, Nate had thought. She wore a dark-grey suit and a purple necklace in the shape of a flower. Her hair was platinum-blond and put in to a pony tail. She didn't say a word after walking in; she just sat at her desk and turned on her computer. An adult followed her in after, Drayden, Nate remembered their name. They took care of students whenever they would be disobedient, they typically handled the mentally challenged, he remembered. His heart stopped for a second, recalling the previous event.

The familiar boy hesitantly walked in to the class-room. He looked around for a bit, before noticing Nate. Him and Nate exchanged glares, the other boy glanced at the floor, nervous from the eye contact. The dark-haired boy didn't see any other seat empty, just the one to the right of Nate. He walked over to the seat before sitting down; a few students aware of the rumors began whispering to themselves. The class was too big, as they usually are at the start of the year, schedules would have to be cleaned up soon. Some students had to get a chair from another room and join a table.

Nate turned to his right, the bipolar boy noticed and flinched.

"Hello, my name is Nate, and you are?"

He was hesitant, but the boy answered, almost whispering.

"Hugh," Hugh spoke, rubbing his cheek with his palm.

"Cute," Nate chuckled, "If you're wondering. I forgive you for what happened earlier today. I understand, don't feel guilty about it or anything," Nate spoke, while smiling.

"I'm very sorry, I didn't mean it," Hugh covered his face more with his palm.

Nate reached over and grabbed his wrist, he pulled Hugh's arm from his head. In the back of the room, Drayden stood from his chair, ready for an outbreak.

"Your face is very pretty, you shouldn't hide it," Nate said, he still held his wrist in his hand; he realized this and let go.

Hugh's cheeks flushed with red. The bell rung, Nate turned to face the whiteboard again. Drayden sat back down, seeing no need to worry.

The teacher finally stood from her desk to begin instruction. She stood in front of the class, all tables were facing her.

"I understand we have more student then we should have. Over the next couple of weeks, things will pan out," She informed the students, they all started to whisper to one another.

"Quiet. I am only being nice because this is the first day, do not misunderstand. My name is Mrs. Roxie and you will call me as such. Do not differ from that or you will be punished. No miss, no misses, no Mrs. R. My name is Roxie, is that clear"? She finished instruction.

"Yes, Mrs. Roxie," The class replied in harmony.

A student raised his hand.

"What's your question, Mr…? Cress, is it?" She asked.

"Why is that retard in our class? Shouldn't he be in one of those special classes? I don't want him to chew my face off." The red-head asked, staring holes in to Hugh's back.

Hugh knew who he was referring to and he lowered his head to hide his face. Nate wanted to hop over the table and punch Cress in his jaw, he thought better not to. He was hesitant about it, but he put a arm over Hugh's shoulder to try and comfort him.

Mrs. Roxie was silent; she walked through the small corridor between the desks, until she was in front of Cress's.

"Well?" The red-head asked.

Mrs. Roxie grabbed his chin harshly and held it to look at her face.

"If anyone is a retard in this room, it's you. There's a difference between mental retardation and being bipolar. Speak up again and I will be the one to chew your face off," The platinum-blond women growled at the red-head.

Cress just stood there and gulped.

She pushed his head back, releasing him from her grip. She walked back to the front of the classroom like nothing had happened. Nate felt a sudden bit of respect for the women because of this.

Nate looked back at Hugh and he seemed to be doing okay now at least. Nate withdrew his arm from Hugh's shoulder to rest back on top of the table.

Leaf looked a little confused as to what just happened, she seemed happy because of what the teacher said.

Mrs. Roxie continued with her lesson, she explained the course and what they would be studying over the next few days, only ten minutes remained in the class now. It went pretty fast because of what had just happened between Mrs. Roxie and Cress.

Nate couldn't help but notice Hugh glance at him every now and then. He decided it would be funny to see what would happen if he pointed it out to him. While Hugh was taking a look at Nate, he blinked his right eye, Hugh immediately turned to stare at his desk, and his face was almost completely red. Nate laughed aloud, but the class was still going on. Mrs. Roxie walked over to stand over Nate's desk; she looked down at him with an evil glimmer in her eye.

Nate flinched when he finally noticed.

"Sorry, just thought of something funny," He explained himself, smiling.

"Mhm. At least save the flirting until after the class ends," she remarked.

The class silently laughed at Nate, not wanting to get in to trouble like he did. Hugh had a small smile on his face.

Great, I know the stupid little fruit basket will never get over this. He thought.

Fruit basket is what he had often called the three boys with odd hair-colors. They were the school bullies, more or less; he already knew they were saving that for some smart-little remark.

"Here's something to do besides flirt with poor Hugh. Hand these papers out to each table," she basically ordered. She took the stack of papers from her desk and put them in front of Nate.

"Make sure your parents sign them and turn them in, otherwise you won't be able to use any of the calculators I have and probably fail this class," She explained.

Nate sighed and stood from his desk; he grabbed the stack of papers and started handing them out. There were four rows of tables, if each student sitting in a front seat passed them down, that meant 5 papers would be needed in each row. He cut them evenly and instructed everyone in the front row to pass it to the person behind them. He did this so he could avoid the 'fruit basket' for now.

He sat back down at his seat and took a looked at the clock. Only 4 minutes remained until the class would end. Nate poked Hugh's shoulder gently. Hugh turned to him in his chair.

"If you wanted, you can sit with me and my friends for lunch," Nate offered.

Hugh just nodded his head 'yes.'

"Well, alrighty, cya there then. Just meet at my locker, you know, near the office. The place where I accidently bumped in to you," Nate instructed.

Hugh shook his head again. He seemed pretty happy about it, at least Nate had thought so. The bell rang and everyone stood from their chairs and headed to the door. Nate grabbed his backpack and his things and soon did the same.

His next few classes proved to be uninteresting, he had seen Leaf in his second period class, but he saw no sign of Cheren or even Hugh. The bell rang and it was finally time for lunch.

Nate walked to his locker, Hugh was already there waiting for him. Nate walked over to stand in front of him; Nate reached out to put a hand on to Hugh's shoulder.

"Glad you're here. You haven't been waiting alone for long, have you?" Nate asked the other boy.

"No, just for a little bit. Can we just go now?" Hugh's voice was quiet and rushed.

"Why? Not like we're not allowed to be at our lockers during lunch," Nate said, now curious.

"Please can we just go now…?" Hugh pleaded.

"Well, okay then," Nate replied, he didn't understand what was up with him, but he wouldn't pry anything out of him just yet.

He turned around and headed to the cafeteria; Hugh caught up with him and started to walk at the same pace. Nate grabbed his wrist, the faces Hugh made were just too funny not to. He slid his hand down his arm a little bit until he was able to grab his hand. Hugh's head darted to stare at his feet again.

"Why do you do that? It's not like I don't see you," he asked, curious for an answer.

"I-I don't know. Why does it matter?" Hugh spoke back.

"Because it bothers me, you should lift your head, no one will be able to see your pretty eyes from down there," Nate said. He put on a cheeky smile.

"You're weird." Hugh bluntly said.

Nate laughed and Hugh chuckled along with him, his face was still red from the contact.

The Cafeteria was to the hallway to the left, but Nate took Hugh with him right.

"Where are you going?" Hugh asked.

"Oh. I know the Cafeteria is that way, but Cheren and his friends usually eat outside. Don't worry, through. It's N's turn to buy food today; I promise it's not crappy, if that's what you're thinking. Well, I guess I shouldn't say that too soon, I don't know what he brought yet," Nate told him.

"No, I wasn't thinking that. I was just worried," Hugh said.

"What? You don't trust me or something? What a nice guy you are…" Nate replied.

"I didn't mean it like that! You ARE weird, through," Hugh reemphasized the weird again.

Nate laughed again and Hugh joined him, Nate was glad that Hugh was finally getting used to everything.

They stopped at a red sign that read 'exit.' Nate opened the door and stepped outside; he held it open for Hugh.

The cold air hit his skin as he walked outside. It was really nice out still, the perfect climate, he thought.

Hugh smiled and walked outside, along with Nate. Nate let go of the door, leaving it to close. A few tables were set up along the field. The area was usually used for parties or events, but, they had it to themselves thanks to Burgh, the kids dad was loaded and they could get away with almost anything. He was a weird artsy fella, Nate thought he managed to be funny sometimes, but he had an odd obsession with bugs.

Nate walked to the table they were set up at with Hugh nearby.

As soon as Cheren saw Hugh he mouthed an 'uh oh.'

The table consisted of Cheren, N, Burgh, and Elesa.

"Well, well, guess I know what took you so long." Cheren spoke. Cheren teased, pointing a finger of accusation at Nate. The group turned to face where Cheren was pointing.

"Somehow I knew you would somehow convince him to sit here. I even gave N the money to buy an extra subway, you should thank me." Cheren spoke, confidently.

"I wasn't going to pay an extra five dollars on an unexpected guest, after all." N basically growled out at Cheren.

Cheren stuck his tongue out at N and threw an arm around his shoulder.

"Wow, he's cute, good job Nate." Elesa spoke now, laughing.

Hugh blushed realizing she was talking about him.

"Hey, you should back off before he gets jealous." Cheren said, laughing again.

"Wow, you guys are too much, sorry Hugh, my friends are just as weird as me." He turned his head to look at Hugh, Hugh just smiled.

Burgh was too busy playing with a ladybug he found on the grass to notice, it crawled around his wrist and in to his multi-colored shirt, which to Nate looked like a clown jizzed all over it.

Nate took a seat next to Cheren; Hugh sat close to him again.

Cheren took a sandwich off the table and gave it to Nate, which Nate didn't waste time to tearing to shreds.

He took the last one and gave it to Hugh. Hugh took hold of it and smiled.

"Five dollars will get you a whole lot more than a foot long if it's Nate you're buying from." Cheren cracked in to a fit of laughter with the rest of the group.

Even Nate turned red from this, which was rare coming from him.

Hugh didn't seem to understand the joke and sat there confused. He shrugged it off and took the wrapper from the sandwich and took a bite.

"Poor kid is too cute for you." Elesa wiped a tear from her face.

"If he's too cute for me, he's miles away from you." Nate remarked at Elesa, the group laughed again, this time Hugh joined in lightly.

"Can he speak at least?" N asked, leaning over the table to stare at Hugh.

"I can, you're all just very strange, and I don't know what to make of it." He spoke, taking another bite of the sandwich.

"Good thing Burgh is too busy with that bug; you probably would have run off by now if he even spoke for a second." Nate remarked.

"What bug?" Burgh replied.

No one was blind in seeing the red ladybug crawling around on Burghs tongue as he spoke.