High School Fantasy

Chapter 1: The First Day

A red truck pulls up to the front of Bubbletucky High. The passenger door opens up and a high schooler with blue hair exits the vehicle. Gil grabs a one-strap book bag and tosses it over his head.

"Okay, Gil. I hope you have a good first day," the driver said.

"I will dad," Gil responded. "Are you or mom picking me up this afternoon?"

"Probably me. Your mother had to do some things after she get off work."

"Okay." Gil closed the door and started walking towards the front of the school. "Oh...and, Gil?"

"Yeah, dad."

"This year, try to keep your grades from slipping."

"Okay. Later, pops."

The male teenager was now inside the school. He sees the auditorium right in front of him underneath a huge white poster that said "Welcome Back Tiger Sharks. Let's Have an Amazing Year" in blue. Just as he was about to walk through those double doors, a hand landed on his left shoulder.

"Excuse me sir," the female said.

"Ma'am?" Gil responded.

"If you're trying to find your classes, then you have to go to the gymnasium."

"But we usually get our schedules here."

"The auditorium is currently under construction."

"Oh, okay."

"Have a great year."

"Thanks." So Gil is off to the gym. Hopefully, he'll get the chance to see some of his friends from last year. He walked right in the gym and is not surprised to see a whole lot of other students in lines, trying to get their schedules. Gil continues walking til he see a sign that said "Juniors" in bold. They were three lines that divided everyone from their last names. Gil was in the line that had students who's last names were between A to G.

"Good thing I brought these with me," Gil said to himself. He reach in his book bag an took out a pair of red Beats Solo 2 headphones and plug it up to his smartphone. Finally after 25 minutes have passed, the male was only three people away from the front.

"It don't matter what you see

I know I could never be someone that could like you"

He was singing to his favorite lyrics of an old song.

"It don't matter what you say"

I know I could never place someone that could sound like you"

After the next person, gil was now two people from the front. As he was looking around the gym, he stopped after seeing someone having pink hair. He hasn't seen anyone wearing pink hair since he was seven.

"Is that-"

It was hard to tell since the girl had her back turned. But the girl turned her head when a teacher walked up to her. The blue headed student see that she was light skinned, have brown eyes and have the similar headphones as his around her neck, but in a blue color. Could that be her?

"Hey man, save my spot," he said to the person in front of him. Gil worked his way to the front of the gym, but it was easy said than done. The gym was crowded with students many of them were shoving the male. Gil sees the girl walking out of the gym. He had to hurry. Finally he made it to the front doors, but when he walked out, the girl was nowhere to be found. She was gone.

"Shit."

A disappointed Gil walked back in line. "Um, excuse me. You can't just cut," a female student said to him.

"Hey, I was here first," the male protested. "I just step out of line for a second."

"Well that's toodamn bad. You step out of line, you lost your place."

The teacher called the next person in line. But when Gil walked , the female pushed him out of the way.

...

Gil signed with so much relief. "Thank God I got my classes. I thought I never get out of there. Now I can take my ass to class." He was also more relieved of the classes he got. "I'm so happy I got most of the classes I signed up. Hey, my homeroom teacher is my last year guitar teacher Mr. Snailee. This is gonna be awesome."

The way to his guitar class was around the auditorium. He walked outside and see a snail with long hair playing a guitar outside.

"Mr. Snailee," gil called out.

"Gil, how are you doing?"

"Awesome. I got your class first period."

"I know. It's gonna be an awesome year. Well, you know my routine. Go on up there, pick you a guitar and have a seat."

The male walk on up the small stairs until he made it in the class. He sees some of his old classmates from last year and quickly say hi to them. On the white board, written in red marker said "Welcome to Guitar 3". The young guitarist grab an acoustic guitar that has "GORDON" on the side. This was definitely gonna be an amazing year. Just as he was heading to a desk, somebody walk up to him. The male was clearly an African-American. He has short indigo hair, visible facial hair and was wearing a shirt with the Bubbletucky High School logo on the front.

"So you don't recognized anybody no more, gil?"

"Goby?"

"What's good, Gil? Long time no see."

The two friends hugged one another. Their smiles were so wide you can see it from behind. Just the thought of seeing one another again after all this time. "How you doing, Goby? I haven't seen you in what, forever?"

"Actually it's forever and 9 and a 1/2 years, but who's counting?" Goby joked to his Caucasian friend.

"So how things doing for you, man?"

"Its good. My folks and I moved back in Bubbletucky."

"You mean?"

"Yep. I'm back and this time, for good. I ain't leaving nowhere. I see you haven't changed."

"Nope. Neither have you."

As the two friends continue talking, the bell started ringing. A sign that said class is starting. Their guitar teacher came back up in the classroom and greeted everyone. Since this was the first day of school, teachers usually used this to let the students know about their routines, what they'll be teaching over the year, announcements and all that kind of stuff. So it's no surprised that no teaching will get done. But students will be handed papers that they must turn in along with their parents' signatures.

Almost an hour later, the bell rang and first period has been dismissed.

"Okay, fellow guitar players," Mr. Snailee announced. "Hope you have a great first day and don't forget: your papers must be signed and turned in by Friday."

...

"So what class you got next?" Goby asked. The two were putting things away in their signed lockers.

"I got math class next," Gil answered. "What about you?"

"Gym. I'm even thinking about trying out for baseball and basketball."

"Two sports?"

"Yeah. You know I come from a family of athletes."

"Yeah I know that, but damn."

Goby chuckled as he closed his locker. It was a good thing their lockers were aside from one another. "All right, I better get on. Since our next classes ain't that far, why not you and I go together?"

"Actually I'm heading to Kelpy Kremes for some donuts. I'm all little hungry."

"Already?"

"Yeah, so?"

"You haven't changed alright."

"Man, get on out of here with that."

Author's Note: Kelpy Kremes is this story's version of Krispie-Kremes. I actually got that idea from the old movie Shark Tales. The same thing with Coral-Cola being this story's version of Coca-Cola. Now back to the story.

A female cashier hands Gil a bag with four donuts and a can of cherry Coral-Cola. "Thanks, Rebecca. You always know what I want."

"No problem, Gil. So when are you gonna call me?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

"Aren't you late for class?"

"Its the first day. Today ain't gonna count. I'll see you real soon."

Th male walked out and put a chocolate sprinkle donut with red cream filling in his mouth. Gil started walking down the street to get to his school. He made his way around the third building until someone bumped right into him. His soda was knocked out of his hand, spilling the drink on the hard pavement. "Oh I'm so sorry," the female student said.

"Damn girl. You even spilled my drink." Gil shot his head up and see it was the girl with the pink hair.

"I know. I'm so sorry. This my first year here and I'm trying to find my way. What?"

"Oh, umm...nothing. it's just, you look a little familiar to me. Have we met before?"

"I don't know. Have we?" The girl walked up close to the male. A little too close. Their noses almost touched one another.

"No, probably not. I'm sorry. You own me a soda by the way."

Gil started walking away. Maybe that wasn't her. "That's all you have to me, Gilly?"

And...done. sorry for the long wait. The internet is down at my house. Summer is around the corner for some of us, so here's a little story to help bring the new school year in. As the story goes on, make sure to take note on how the guppies separated in the first place. But for now, I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter.

Shoutout to all my fans still out there and all my friends like Amber, Author, Princess and Natalie. Another Shoutout to amerie for those amazing stories including my favorite unbelievable. But where all the male authors at? Come on fellas. The girls are kicking our butts. We can't have that. (No offense, girls).

P.S. I DO NOW OWN ANYTHING. The Bubble Guppies is owned by its creators and the song "All The Right Now" is owned by the band OneRepublic.

-MisterLooneyTune