Chapter 1: A New Day

Rating: (M) For God's sake, they're teens. Bad language.

Pairings: Clementine/Louis, Marlon/Brody, Violet/Minnie, etc. (There's more, but like, that can WAIT)

Summary: Clementine, a self-reserved girl, likes to have her alone time. But after switching schools, everyone is just dying to know her. Even one specific annoying boy in particular, who seems to love to torture her to no end.

A/N: Welcome. Hello, yes, Nice to meet you, enjoy this story. Or not, do whatever you like. Thank you for at least checking it out tho. By the way, this will have the same titles just like in the game. Why? Because why not. It might have different ones, because again, why not?

"Keep that hair short." - Lee Everette, 2012.

"You can't be serious." Clementine said sternly, gripping her toy gun as A.J ran around her squirting water everywhere.

Lee kept washing the dishes, a sad look on his face. "I'm sorry, Sweet Pea. But I was just assigned a transfer to another school by luck. My boss told me it would be a better pay than what I have as a Kindergarten Teacher." He told her softly.

Clementine almost cracked the green squirt gun in her hand out of sheer anger. "Are you serious? We're moving? To Macon, of all places?"

Lee sighed and washed the now completely scrubbed plates, the water running over his hands, dusting off the excess soap trapped in between his fingers. "Would it help if I told you that Duck will be there too?" Lee added, placing the newly washed dishes onto the counter next to him to dry off.

Clementine said nothing, and only glared at her adoptive parent over A.J's now confused screaming to 'keep playing!'.

Lee shook his head and grabbed a towel as he dried his hands. "Clementine, have I ever told you the story of when me and my brother went on a hike to prank these school girls?" Lee asked, a small smile present on his face.

Clementine's features softened. "No. I don't think you have." She said, and didn't notice when A.J gave up on convincing her to play, heading over towards his desk to color some pictures.

Lee went over and headed inside the Living Room, motioning for Clementine to follow.

She did as he asked, and she found herself to be sitting down on the couch with Lee now sitting along beside her, a small placid smile on his face.

"It was back in Macon, you know. The place I grew up in. And boy, was it crazy back there." He told her with a light chuckle, and his eyes traveled back to A.J who was still sitting down, drawing.

Clementine didn't like where this was going. Because she knew that he will manage to convince her to move, because that's what he does best.

And so, it turned out that it worked. Lee did always manage to convince her to do many things.

It was why Clementine and A.J thought of him as the best person in the world. The only person they can trust.

Clementine didn't like anything. It was too green, it was too brown, it was too white, every single color she absolutely loathed.

She only accepted this because of Lee. It was bad enough that they had to move from Atlanta to Macon, but it was all in good's run when they arrived.

Except that Clementine still wasn't up for heading to a new school where she knows people will ask her about herself. She just dislikes crowds, people in general.

Macon was small, they said.

They said that 'The New Frontier' High School was small.

Boy, were they so wrong. A part of her thought that maybe, just maybe, there might be some good choices to come by all of this. It's in her last year of High School anyway, what's one year going to hurt?

"Take care, Clem! Make sure to pick up A.J later, okay sweetie?" Lee told her as Clem got out of the red car, holding the door handle as she listened to him.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry." Clementine responded, smiling reassuringly.

Lee smiled back as she closed the door, heading off into the walk way of the school. He let out a small tear, and sniffled to himself as he eased the pedal on the gas. "My babies are growing up."

She got in and immediately found a rush of students exiting or entering classrooms. Some were chatting along the hallway, and others were just by themselves smiling, minding their own business as they stared down at their mobile devices.

She could sense her introvert tendencies kick in.

In hopes that they wouldn't notice her over the talking they commenced, she casually made her way over through the hall.

Her earbuds were in her ears, and she was currently scowling to herself looking forwards, phone inside her jeans Pocket.

If it wasn't over her music, she could certainly hear the murmurs that immediately began when she walked in.

People looked at her and talked, but others just bid their business, no nothing.

She only hoped the rest of those nosy people would do the same.

She found her first period ten minutes before the bell. This was good. At least she wouldn't get lost now, these schedules don't even have the room number. What type of horrible school is this?

Opening the glazed wooden door, she made her way inside, aware to tone it down. Hopefully she wouldn't find kids in here already. Although, she did doubt that thought; what kid ever really went to their class earlier than the time?

In all seriousness, she was glad that when she entered, nobody was there but the teacher and his assistant, Ben. This meant that she didn't have to suffer all those curious glances with all those stupid kids.

Noticing the desk the teacher was busy with, she walked over, silent without making a noise.

She placed the schedule on his desk, and expected for him to take it and examine it.

That's exactly what the man did before handing it back to her, nodding.

"I'm Mr. Thomas! But you can call me Omid, for short." The teacher said brightly.

Clementine said nothing but nodded back, and made her way to sit in the back of the class, hopefully away from anyone.

Almost minutes later of her too lost in her music to care, the bell rang. She hated to admit that her stomach dropped, and the nervousness she thought she had forgotten had came back.

Slowly, the students began to enter the room, and soon, she found herself to be faced with almost the entire class filled.

"Ah, I see we have a new girlie around these parts, huh?" A quirky voice said from beside her, but she ignored it.

Someone snorted from her other side. "Hah. You got ignored, little shit." A feminine voice spoke up, seeming to be referring to the other voice who called out to her.

She ignored that girl too.

"Um...Violet...that's my seat." Another voice said, followed by an 'ow' and 'I think you broke my finger'.

She ignored everything, only wishing that the noise in this fucking class would stop.

"Is she like, deaf or something?" The same voice from earlier said, and she could literally feel it at the side of her ear.

Clementine suppressed the urge to slam whoever's head was at her ear against the edge of the table.

If it couldn't get worse, it did.

Someone tapped her shoulder, opposite to the side of the other voice.

She reluctantly turned towards it with a scowl, and she was suddenly met with a boy her own age, wearing a Teal blue hoodie, along with a red beanie. He looked like one of those popular but nice kids.

"Hi, I'm Gabriel..." He said shyly, offering a hand out to her, "But you c-can call me Gabe."

Clementine ripped an earbud out and raised a brow. She was about to answer him to either fuck off, or be nice and greet him back, until she heard her own name being called.

"Clementine?" A familiar voice spoke out from in front of her desk, and she turned, alarmed.

"Clementine, huh? Well oh boy, now I know that gorgeous woman's name." Someone commented from beside her once more, the same voice from earlier.

Clem ignored the smack she heard, and narrowed her eyes. "Duck?" She murmured his name, confused. Oh no. She thought that his class would be elsewhere, not here. God. This was going to be one hell of a school year.

Duck's freckled face gleamed happily, and he came up to her to lift up her cap. He examined it. "Hey, I see you still have this ol' chipper around, eh? Gotta say, Clemmy, you still look as low-tempered as ever!" He said happily, taking the seat in front of her.

Clementine snatched her hat back. "I'm not in the mood for any of your dumb games, Duck." She muttered, resisting the urge to flick him off.

Duck smiled. "Are you mad about moving here? Aren't you happy we get to hang out again?" Duck argued, and Gabe intervened.

"Clementine, what a cool name. Duck, you two know each other?" He asked, a little hopeful.

Duck nodded. "Of course! We met when we were like, 8. She's practically my sister."

"Certainly doesn't act like you, though. Gotta say, Ducky." The same male voice said, and Duck chuckled.

"Oh, Louis. You gotta get yer head outta the gutter. Obviously we're not siblings, we just-"

"He's just an annoying little shit fuck, is all." Clementine growled, making Gabe jump in his seat.

A girl whistled. "This girl is already wayyy better than when I first met you, Louis." She said, and Louis glared at her.

"Shut up, Violet. At least I made a friend today."

"Tch, yeah. A friend that ignored you completely." She shot.

Clem sighed, and closed her eyes.

"Is Lee back here? In Macon? With you?" Duck asked, curious.

Clementine couldn't help but nod.

"He's a teacher, right? Does he go here? I think he goes here." Duck rambled quickly, and Clementine groaned.

"I think you have him for one of your classes..which is a crazy coincidence!" Duck said happily, pointing at the paper under her hands.

She was about to tell him that no, Lee was actually working at a Magnet High School with the name 'Wellington'. Principal Edith had actually considered this, hence many teachers have said that Lee is a really good teacher. Unnaturally good, they said.

Someone snatched the schedule, and Clementine went over to glare at Louis, who had his eyes peering at it. He was wearing a long Brown coat, and ridiculous finger-less gloves. "Stanley? Is that the dude?" He spoke, turning to her with a wide grin.

Clementine made a thin line with her lips. "You must really want your face screwed up with a crowbar, huh?" Clementine threatened, hissing out every single word.

Violet grinned. "Oh he does. Do it. Please, it'll be amazing." She joked, which earned a snort from Duck.

Louis smirked. "By you, maybe I do." He flirted, which caught her off-guard.

But then she glared at him again, and snatched the paper, saying nothing as the bell echoed in the background.

When the bell had rung, everyone immediately scrambled out the door, almost all of them darting curious glances at her unknown presence. Goodness, why were these people so interested?

Once she was sure that everyone had left, she made her own way out the door, before finding one person in particular.

"You're seriously going to get lost out there." Louis spoke, getting in her way out of the door.

Clementine raised a brow. "I'm pretty sure I know my way around. You can, you know, go to your next class or something." Clementine responded, stepping to the side to get through.

He stopped and got in her way again, stepping to the right just at the same time she did. "Um, not my point, but cool. You clearly don't know this school just as well as I do." Louis boasted, and Clementine rolled her eyes.

"Look, uh.." She thought for a second-

"Louis," He replied cheekily.

"Yeah, right, Louis," She glared at him, "I appreciate the help, but I can manage." She told him, and stepped to the left.

Louis shrugged, and allowed her to walk by him. "Suit yourself. But I'll stand by the door, just in case you get lost." Louis said jokingly, and Clementine shook her head in dismay.

"What?" Clementine muttered, annoyed upon finding Louis right there, in front of the same door she had just came out from.

"What'd I tell ya? Looooooooost." Louis mocked, which resulted in Clementine to groan.

"Damn it." She grumbled, eyeing her schedule again for the 5th time she had been walking around.

Louis stepped forwards, smirking. "So, are you going to accept my request, now?" He asked, and Clementine glanced at him for a second before returning to the paper.

Silent as ever, she tried to ignore the way his eyes stared so piercingly at her. But it was no use. It was hard to do that since this guy seemed to love pestering. His help was a good aid for her, but she didn't want him to send her off somewhere. Trusting people always ends up sucking in the end.

Though, as much as she didn't want to, she had to. She didn't want to be late to her class on her first day, that would suck. Plus, getting earlier to class meant less people. Even if she had to go with this idiot, of all idiots.

Releasing a sigh, she pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance. "Fine. Only because you know where we're going." Clementine mumbled, looking at him.

Louis fist pumped the air and hissed out a triumphant 'yes!'. "You won't regret it, I swear." Louis told her truthfully, and Clementine said nothing in return.

When they began to walk into an area she hadn't even known existed, a thought occurred to her. "You better not get me lost on purpose." Clem warned, and Louis jumped.

Then, he grinned. "Wouldn't dream about it, Clemmy."

"Don't call me that."

"Oh, woops, Clem."

"It's Clementine."

"Haha, right."

Right when they entered the classroom, the bell rang.

And right when they opened the door, all the kids in the room turned to their direction.

Damn. It.

"Mister Louis, glad you could make it before the bell." The Old teacher spoke sarcastically, glaring at the boy who walked up to his desk with Clementine right behind him.

"Thanks, Larry! Glad to know someone's happy for me." Louis snickered, elbowing Clementine to join in.

Clementine shook her head and rolled her eyes before turning to face the teacher.

The teacher, or Larry, had this angered look on his face, which made Clementine hope that she wouldn't get on his bad side. Having an awful tension with a teacher is never good, as she would always think so.

Handing over her Schedule, the teacher took it from her hands and looked at it. His eyes narrowed into slits as his lips mouthed his own name, and he sighed as he placed the paper back down onto his desk.

The entire time, both Louis and Clem could feel the eyes of their classmates invading their very soul. Louis was totally fine with it, but Clementine was on the verge of disappearing.

In an effort to release the tension Clementine thought existed, she regretfully asked Louis a question she was stuck with all morning. "What's with all these people and staring?" Clementine whispered, aware to tone down her profanity around an adult.

Louis shrugged his shoulders. "Eh, they just like to stare at new stuff. Not much happens around here except the occasional fights and stuff. But those are pretty lame too, no drama, just fights." Louis explained, placing both of his hands on his hips.

Clementine hummed. "That sounds good." She responded, and Louis smiled.

"Good? This sucks. It's so boring." Louis said, watching the way the teacher finally found the stamp with his signature on it.

Clementine smiled nicely. "For you, maybe. I like the no drama zone. Too much stupid stuff ends up happening when it's around."

"That's what makes it good, you know. Stupid with stupid equals fun." Louis said as he clicked his tongue.

"Stupid with stupid equals danger. But whatever, you seem the type to know all about stupid anyway." Clementine joked, smiling as she turned her eyes to the teacher who was about to hand over her stamped paper.

"Hey..." Louis whispered at her, a bit offended.

Clementine only ignored him, making her way to the back where she found Duck pointing at the chair next to another empty chair, and the same Blonde girl of this morning.

She resentfully sat down, and folded her schedule in her hands to stuff it inside her pocket again.

Louis sat next to her, grinning all the same.

"What took you so long you fuckhead?" Violet whispered, and Clementine turned to her, confused.

Violet then raised a brow. "Sorry, I wasn't talking about you, I meant the fucking moron you're sitting next to." Violet smiled happily, and Clementine only smiled back as she turned to take out her headphones.

"Fuckhead? Good one. But if I have to say, I'm more of a shithead." Louis replied.

"I thought Dickhead was a better name." Gabe spoke up, the pencil in between his fingers drumming against the desk.

Clementine snorted, and all three of them, including Duck who was in no part of the conversation, turned to her in surprise.

That's when they all laughed along too, erupting in raucous guffaws.

But they all had to stop laughing, mostly because of Larry, the meanest teacher of all teachers, telling them to be quiet.

"To answer your question though," Louis spoke again, the grin from before even wider now, "I was actually taking this damsel in distress to her class, as she had gotten lost on her way here."

Clementine's grin faltered, and she altered her eyes to narrow at him.

Violet rolled her eyes. "Knowing you, you probably begged for her to take you." Violet snickered, and both Duck and Gabe grinned.

Louis scoffed. "Ha, ha. Very funny. But y'know, for once, you're wrong." Louis muttered, crossing his arms.

"Quiet in the back!" Larry hissed from the front, pointing a marker at them.

Violet broke out into a laugh.

"Let's hear it from Clem, then." Gabe spoke, completely ignoring the warning of the teacher.

All eyes turned to him, then at Clementine.

A sudden overwhelming feeling overcame her, but she brushed it off. With a sigh, she spoke, "I was lost, if I'm going to be honest. He was just helping me out." She told them, and they all looked surprised.

Then, Duck laughed. "No way. Louis, since when do ya help out?" Duck asked, and everyone else starting giggling.

Louis smirked. "Oh, if you must ask..." He turned to Clem for a second, right before turning back to Duck, "It's my duty to help out girls. Especially really pretty ones." He remarked, causing Clementine to stare at him with a confused expression.

"Oh my goooood." Violet face-palmed, cursing to herself for haven made friends with this idiot.

Gabe made an 'o' with his mouth as he narrowed his eyes at Louis. "Um, wait-"

"Her, pretty?! Don't even get me started on how wrong you SO are," Duck interrupted, laughing now as a complete and utter moron.

Clementine fisted her hand and threatened him, "Watch what you're saying, Duck, or else you're going to be missing two teeth." She hissed, which made Louis swoon.

"Do you guys mind?" Ava, class president, spoke from two rows above them, giving them all black looks of hatred.

Violet went ahead and flicked her off.

Clementine felt like banging her head against her desk as they kept talking, Duck asking too many questions, Louis and Gabe arguing over who knows what, and Violet whisper-shouting at Ava who seemed pissed off in many ways.

Good lord. This school is definitely going to be the end of her.

Clementine was happy the fourth bell rang for the day, as she had been stuck with Louis and his friends for four full periods. There was a little break in Nutrition, mostly because she escaped before Duck or any of them called out for her to hang out with them. Don't get her wrong, the people around here were actually...decent, but she'd rather be alone most of the time.

Maybe that's the bad habit she has with people. She tries to escape as much interaction as possible, but when she's in the mood to talk, she will. Otherwise she'll stay silent.

And that's exactly what she's doing now, rushing to get out the door before Louis finds her.

That guy seemed persistent in hanging out with him for whatever reason.

When she made it out the door and went down the hallway opposite to the cafeteria, she had actually thought she finally escaped them. Or Louis, to be specific.

Alas, he managed to catch up with her, and trap her in a corner. Well not really trap her, but enough space where she could step forward twice, and not get out.

Louis threw a complacent look at Clementine.

"So, what'll it be?" Louis asked, popping up the collar of his jacket.

Clementine crossed her arms and leaned on her hip, debating. "That depends. Who's exactly going to be at this table?" Clementine asked, really not up for meeting any new people.

"People that I know." Louis snidely remarked, and Clementine made a face.

"You're making a terrible effort in convincing me to join you." Clementine deadpanned, and Louis pouted.

"Awww, come on, Clem. It'll be fun, I swear." Louis begged, his smile returning.

Clementine didn't really want to. "It's fine, really. I don't really like crowds."

"I know, but these people aren't so bad. Violet will be there too!" Louis said, making a mental note to himself that her eyes were pretty even in the dim lights of the hallway.

Clementine sighed. "Okay.., okay." She mumbled. What's meeting other people gonna hurt? So far, her reunion with Duck and the meeting of her new friends didn't turn out so bad, in fact, it was actually pretty funny. "Yeah, okay, fine." Clem repeated, uncrossing her arms.

Louis beamed brightly. "Nice choice. You definitely won't regret it." He told her sincerely, and Clementine smiled a bit.

But then she narrowed her eyes with suspicion. "It better not be." She told him, shouldering the strap of her backpack as she stepped next to him.

Louis gave her a weak smirk, and winked at her. "Trust me. You really won't."

"Oh, hi Clementine!" Gabe greeted happily, waving at her from the table.

Clementine smiled at him, ignoring her previous thoughts in thinking that this guy here would be really annoying.

Louis waved back, and Gabe stuck his tongue at him.

Upon hearing his greeting, the rest of the people who were conversing with one another stopped talking and turned, noticing Louis, and another girl they've never seen before.

Louis arrived first, and stepped from the one end of the table with his traditional giant smile on his face. "Hey, losers, first of all, I missed you guys too," Louis answered, stopping Sophie, Minnie, and Sarah from saying anything, "Secondly, you might have noticed, but I got myself a hot girl while you guys were sitting around at home getting fat." Louis smirked, and Clem threw him a look.

Marlon, Aasim, Ruby, and Mitch all threw him a look, questions rising.

Violet snorted. "In your dreams, lover boy." She said, and turned to the table, "That's not his girl. He's just being stupid again." Violet assured them all, and everyone oh'ed in understanding while some nodded as well.

Louis placed a dramatic hand over his chest. "Rude. Anyway," He brought her close to him, much to her dismay, "She's new here. Her name's Clementine, and she's obviously head over heels in love with me." He chuckled out, and she pushed him a little to get off his grip.

Despite being nervous, she still managed to smile a bit.

"Nice to meet you, Clementine!" Sarah said happily, getting up and greeting her up close.

Mariana also did the same, except that she eyed her sweater. Drooling, she felt the fabric in her hands, and turned to her, eyes awed. "Dude, your hoodie's sick." She whispered, and Clementine gave her an uncomfortable smile.

"Um...thank you?" Clementine thanked, making Mariana nod.

"Alright, alright, enough, quit hogging her all up. Clearly she's uncomfortable." Marlon, the head of the group spoke up, and everyone who stood up dejectedly made their way back to where they were sitting.

Louis sat next to Gabe, and patted the seat next to him for her to join.

Reluctantly, she sat down and placed her elbows on the table.

"Clementine, right?" Marlon asked, curious.

"Yeah. And you are...?"

Marlon grinned and crossed his arms. "Names Marlon. Can't believe this shithead didn't tell you about me." Marlon said to her, and Louis rolled his eyes.

"Oh please, all she needed to know was me." Louis winked, making Clem eye him wearily.

"Ignore him, he's really stupid," Brody said, sitting next to Marlon with a nice smile.

"Correction, the best kind of stupid." Louis corrected, and Brody rolled her eyes.

Clementine seemed to raise her lips into a smile; she had to admit, this Louis guy was pretty funny.

"Well, either way, it's nice to meet you." Marlon chuckled, everyone not entirely dead silent on the table, but still pretty silent. "It's not normal for us to get a new student every once in a while. Small town, you know how it goes." Marlon said.

Clementine nodded. "Yeah. But when you live in a city with who knows what, then it's hard to believe that this school is pretty low-key." She replied, and everyone seemed even more intrigued.

"A city?" Sarah asked, turning to Duck, who proudly gleamed at the thought of Clementine being his first friend.

"What was it like?" Violet asked, curious as well.

"Dude, is that where you got that killer hoodie?" Mariana spoke up, earning a weird look from Ruby.

"I bet she did, god, I kinda want one now, too." Gabe spoke up, agreeing with his sister for once.

The table suddenly fell into a full on conversation about her, good things rather than bad things.

Even if she wasn't necessarily included in it, she still felt a bit happy with herself. It wasn't really normal for her to talk this much, she's not really a people person. Though, noticing this, well, it isn't that much as what she thought it would be.

Maybe making friends isn't so bad.

"Why are you so quiet?" Louis asked, whispering because he kinda wanted her to only talk to him.

Clementine turned to him, realizing that he surprisingly smelled like strawberries. "I can't be silent, now?" She asked, a bit bewildered.

Louis laughed a bit. "Nah, nah, you can. I was just asking, you know."

"And why were you asking?"

Louis pondered a bit. A smile rose up to his face. "You haven't exactly asked me out, yet."

On second thought, making friends sucked.

A/N: Damn. I know I need to be updating my other stories but...c'mon, I mean, I was wanting to post one of these for a while and, uh, I didn't really get the chance to. SO WHY NOT, LEAVE ME ALONE AGH. Oh yeah, why did I write this? Well, this reminded me of the song 'Die for You' by The Weeknd. Great artist, lemme tell ya.

And yes, I will continue. I kinda dislike making oneshots, but when other people do it, it's like, amazing? Such irony.

Toodles~

Ana.