A/N: So! I was talking to Lizsername again and we got on the subject of hers and StJimmyHasSinned's stories about the cast in high school which I HIGHLY RECOMMEND! So that made me think…what would the characters be like in high school? So here it is! An American idiot High School fic! =D

Complete with stereotypes!

Johnny: The Loser

Tunny: The innocent One

Will: The Burn Out

Heather: The Cheerleader/Prep/Bitch

Whatsername: The Punk

Jimmy: The Bad Boy/The Other Punk

Extraordinary Girl: The Brain

REVIEW PLEASE! More to come!

Disclaimer: Don't own anyone…And I'm glad I don't own Bitchy!Heather.

Johnny miserably stared at the school building as he slowly approached it in his car. Junior year. So far, it sucked. He was able to get his license, but a car of his own was out of the question. So he was still stuck with his mom driving him. She pulled up to the front entrance of the school as he quickly tried to get out and pretend like he didn't know her. It was working…

Until she decided to scream loudly, "Bye, honey! Make good choices!"

He just kept on walking until he was stopped by a boy a little older than him with messy dyed black hair. "Still driving in the Mommy Mobile, Johnny Cakes?"

He just threw the boy the most pissed off stare he could ever conjure. "Fuck you, Will."

"Glad to see you too."

The two of them just ended up smiling as they walked into the building, already swamped with people. Ralph Waldo Emerson High School. Possibly the longest name for a school ever. The jocks always wore the signature red and gold, also the two dumbest colors for a school like this. They made it sound so wonderful and great…but honestly, it sucked.

Johnny kept walked unenthusiastically down the hall, but Will's attention was somewhere else. His eyes were glued to the front door. Stepping out from the old, beat up car, was a little blonde girl. Her perfect waves of hair swayed gracefully as she waited for the driver of the car to get out himself. And it was who was driving the car that shocked Will the most. Tunny. Scrawny little 'I'm in high school and my testosterone still hasn't kicked in' Tunny. The two of them walked down the hallway purposefully, not bothering to look at anyone. The two of them finally made their way over to Will, who had stopped Johnny from going anywhere earlier.

"Um. Wow, Tunny." Johnny stumbled, trying not to laugh at Will's sort of upset face. "Didn't think she was really your type."

"She's not!" The boy started before realizing what he said. "I mean, she could be…not that I'd want to…You know what I mean…"

"Hey, Heather…" Will smiled coolly, ignoring what just happened. He just stared at her for a moment. She was already clad in her red and gold cheerleading uniform. Her top looked far too tight to be regulation, her skirt went more than halfway up her perfectly sculpted thighs. Overall, he concluded, she was a boner waiting to happen.

"Hi, Will." She seemed to draw her attention away from him as she turned back to Tunny now. "Thanks for the ride, Tunny…see you after school."

The three guys just watched as she walked away as sexily as she walked in. Will just snapped out of it and just smacked Tunny quickly. "Dude, what the fuck?"

"Ow…And I don't know what you're so worked up about…" Tunny began to explain. "Her parents don't want her driving her car to school because they're afraid someone'll vandalize it. And we've been best friends and lived next to each other since we were three. So I'm driving her to school. That's all. I'm not interested in her. That's just weird."

"Must be nice being the rich kid." Johnny piped up.

"No shit…" Will joined in, beginning to lead the group down the hallway.

Junior year to them seemed almost as pointless as sophomore year. You weren't yet at the top yet but you had authority. It was pretty much one of those filler years. They just shrugged that off as they walked into their homeroom. The three of them had been in the same homeroom for as long as they could remember. Since when they met in the fourth grade. They looked around for others they knew, only finding Heather and quickly flocking to her.

She began to walk towards a seat when she tripped over some girl's feet that were outstretched in front of her. "Watch it!" She quickly examined the girl's all-black attire, the black nail polish that was chipping at the ends, the fat purple streak in her otherwise frizzy dark hair. "Nice hair, freak."

She began to walk away when the girl quietly piped up, "Nice boob job, bitch."

Heather just froze in place and turned around slowly to face the girl. "You take that back. Or else. I can destroy you in this school."

"I'd like to see you try."

She just threw the girl a death stare and walked back over towards her friends. Johnny just stared at the girl for a moment. He knew her from somewhere…They were in biology together last year. She looked up and noticed his eyes meeting with hers. She gave him a quick smile, causing him to forget that he was still standing even though the bell had already rung.

"Young man, take a seat…" The teacher sighed, staring at a now-mortified Johnny. "Ok, you all know the drill. I take roll call you all just-"

But before he could finish, the door flew open. There was the principal with some kid. And you knew it was serious when the principal actually showed his face in the building. He held the boy tightly by the shoulder as he squirmed. He looked like that girl Johnny was just staring at…whatever her name was. He had a jet black side-hawk, multiple piercings and a ton of eye makeup. This was a boy you could look at and deem a good-for-nothing punk.

"Just get the fuck off me!" he yelled, trying to break free.

"I found this boy in the back of the school, smoking marijuana." Will involuntarily snickered at the amount of emphasis the principal had put on the name. He shot threw a threatening glance at the boy who shut up. "He said he was in your homeroom. Since he's new here, I'm letting him off the hook just this once. What do you have to say about that, young man?"

The principal let him go and he rubbed his shoulder, spitting, "Fuck you…"

The class remained silent, to tension far too high to break. Johnny seemed to admire this boy's bravery…or stupidity, whichever it was. He wished he could stand for himself like he did. But in Johnny's case, this was more difficult than he thought.

"Watch him." The principal whispered to the teacher. "Like a hawk." And he walked out.

The teacher sighed as the boy sat down, everyone's eyes on him. "You must be James?"

"It's Jimmy."

"I see…" He continued to just write stuff down as the class began to chatter lightly.

Johnny was just captivated by this boy. There was something about him that was just…amazing. He wanted to know him, know his secrets to this confidence. But all that seemed to shatter as he saw this Jimmy lean over to that girl, that…..whatsername. He whispered in her ear and she smiled. She nodded a few times and just giggled. Johnny knew he was flirting with her. He just knew it. And it broke his heart.

But before anyone could realize it, the bell had rung again, signaling classes to begin.

"Well, here goes nothing…" Will sighed walking out of the room with his friends.

And they couldn't help but to agree with him.

A/N: So yeah…this is only the beginning! =D

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