Disclaimer: I do not own Waterloo Road or any of the characters in the story

(I've made Leo in Year 11 for this because idk what year he's in. Also for this, Justin and Tiffany are going to already be in a relationship, but Vaughn and Allie won't be, if that makes any sense.)

Chapter 1

A pair of black creepers stomped onto the concrete as the boy climbed out the car. The boy wore a pair of black skinny jeans along with the obligatory blazer and shirt with their sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his shirt was not tucked in, and his tie was loose. His obviously dyed orange hair was styled by spiking the ends, and his obviously overgrown fringe was pushed back and styled the same way. He had plain metal rings across his left hand fingers. His face was also littered with metal; his ears were pierced multiple times, with a gauge in his right ear. He had a labret stud in the centre of the bottom of his lip. He was joined by a woman with a business-like appearance, completely contrasting the younger boy.

"Hello, I'm Mr Fitzgerald; you must be Mrs Fletcher, and Marcus."

"It's Marco." The boy mumbled, receiving a glare from his mother.

"Well we'll go to my office; we can sign the last of the paperwork." The pair followed Vaughn to his large office, in there was a secretary pottering around in her high heels, with a cheery smile on her face.

"Sonya, can you pull out the policies for me please."

"Yes Mr Fitzgerald." The young woman said, dropping her previous task and started rummaging through a filing cabinet.

Marco and his mum joined Vaughn, as the door was closed behind him.

"So, we just have a few things for the both of you to sign before we can get Marcus in lessons."

The boy rolled his blue eyes, obviously agitated by the use of his full name.

"Also, Marcus' grades seem to have been slipping from what we've been seeing."

"He can get easily distracted; the boy has the attention span of a goldfish sometimes." His mother said, quite sharply. "He seems to think having a girlfriend is more important than his education."

Marco just had to bite his tongue, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the room.

"Well, we'll make sure he's no trouble. He seems to be good at sports. We could do with a hand on a few of our sports teams."

"How about that Marcus? Get yourself on a few sports teams."

"I'll think about it." The boy sighed, with his cockney accent.

Just then Sonya knocked on the door with the papers.

"So this is the school's code of conduct, we'll need you both to read through and sign." Mr Fitzgerald explained, though Marco felt like he was signing his life away.

"Your uniform policy is quite lax, isn't it?" Marco's mother enquired, though Marco was more than happy with the policy.

"We believe that if we allow the students leeway of self-expression, they will be happier, though the piercings will have to come out for PE."

"That's fine by me." The boy shrugged.

"If it were up to me you'd have all those awful things out your face." His mother sneered. "Kids, eh? Tell them something they just do the opposite."

"Well, that' everything, here's your timetable Marco, and a school map so you don't get lost."

"Thanks, can I go now?" The boy asked. Mr Fitzgerald nodded as the boy exited the room, checking his timetable before folding it into his jeans pocket, unaware of the conversation happening in the office.

"I'm sorry to dump him on you; I bet you already have your fair share of trouble makers without me bringing him along."

"I assure you he's in capable hands."

"It's not him I'm worried about. The boy is out of control. I hoped to send him here but if not he's off to boarding school."

"The boy's not long turned 16, he's bound to be a typical teenaged boy. His record isn't the best, but we've seen worse."

"Just tell me if he gets into any trouble. He's been told all about boarding school if he messes this up, so if he's any trouble don't hesitate to contact me."

"We will do Mrs Fletcher."

"English with Miss Mulgrew." Marco sighed; he was never good at English, so he was not looking forward to this. He nervously ran his tongue bar along his bottom teeth.

Following his map to the correct classroom, Marco took a deep breath, trying to shake off any first day nerves. Then he knocked on the door.

"Come in." A woman called. Miss Mulgrew seemed like the average teacher, but his mother's words about boarding school rang through his head, so he decided he actually had to try at this place to make sure he didn't get shipped to an overly strict school.

"Hi, I'm Marco Fletcher, the new boy starting today."

"Hello Marco, there's a spare seat next to Leo over there."

Marco walked over to the boy sitting alone.

The class then began to catch Marco up on what they'd been doing. Of Mice and Men was book they were studying, and Marco vaguely remembered starting it in his last school, but never actually finishing the book, since he chose to watch the movie instead , so the summary by the class was a great help.

"So Marco, what was your take on the book?" Miss Mulgrew asked, as the whole class turned to face him.

"Well, the book was a bit boring at first, but then it got a bit better, but the ending was really sad how George and Lenny will never have their dream." Marco grinned, happy with his on the spot answer, he was always better when put under pressure.

"Great, that's a nice round answer. However, in an exam this is something that we don't include." Miss Mulgrew stated, reverting Marco's cocky grin to a scowl.
"Your own personal opinions don't matter in an exam, so even if you hate the book, you have to talk about it the same way as someone who really loved it."

Marco then zoned out of Miss Mulgrew's lecture about exam answers, though seemed to zone out a little too much, as when he snapped back into reality, she was already talking about something else. A wife of someone in the book.

"Right, homework is to write an SA about Curley's Wife and her link to the theme of the American Dream, its due in next week."

Marco sighed, he hated SA's, and he just hoped he wasn't going to be the only one with a bad grade.

When the bell rang, he quickly pulled out his timetable, and saw he had science with Mrs Lowsley, yet another subject he was terrible at.

He sauntered to the classroom, entering to see a young redheaded teacher, looking rather panicked at the front of the room.

"You must be the new boy, Marcus. There's a spare seat next to Leo." She said dismissively.

"It's Marco." He corrected her, sighing and walking to his seat.

Then the teacher began where the last lesson had ended, which was fine for everyone else, but Marco was completely lost. He hadn't done this topic yet in his old school, so this was just going way over his head.

"Marco, can you tell us the answer to the first question?" The teacher asked. Marco's eyes just widened, unlike English, he couldn't just make up an answer and hope it was right.

"I dunno miss." He said, with a fake grin plastered on his face.

"Then what have you been doing for the past half an hour?" She asked walking over to him, picking his book up, seeing it blank, and his textbook on the wrong page.

"Are you ignorant or just stupid?" She asked, as the class giggled. "The page numbers are on the board."

"I know, I can read." Marco retorted. "If you'd bothered to ask like a proper teacher would, you would've known I haven't covered this topic in my old school, so of course I'm not going to know the answer, but if familiarising myself with the topic isn't allowed, you might as well stick me with a U now so I don't have to bother coming in here and listen to you drone on."

"Cooler, now."

"Why, because I'm right?" The boy chuckled.

"Because you're a cocky, arrogant little boy who's disrupting everyone else's learning."

"Fair do's." The boy shrugged, surprisingly calm. He grabbed his bag and sauntered out the classroom. "Bye." He said comically, making the class giggle.

Reaching the cooler he knocked on the door, and an older teacher opened the door.

"Come in and sit down." He said with a bored tone.

Marco just rested his head on the desk. His first day was probably couldn't go much worse.

He mumbled under his breath. "Fuck this place."

AN: So I came up with Marco since I don't see too many Male OCs. I'm still continuing with my AU fic, but since the chapters to that take a lot longer to write than this will, I'm putting this on too. Hope you enjoy ^_^