Brance laughed too, not responding to the first part at all..it was obvious she was changing the subject for him. He looked at his cellphone..it was about time for lunch to be over. "Lunch is ending," he said with a little laugh and returned the cell phone to his pocket.

Natalie smiled and opened her small brown bag to reveal her all healthy lunch. "I'm willing to share." She said as she took out her veggie sandwhich, Apple, Bottled water, and bag of baked lays chips. It wasn't much to them she could tell, but it was all about keeping her body under control.

Brian was one of the first people in the lunchroom to join in the cheers with Mark. He was loud, slamming on the table for emphasis at the end of each word. He loved the attention of everyone in the lunchroom staring and joining in. He felt on top of the world, untouchable. As seniors, Brian and his ruled the school and this lunchroom chant was proof.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Brooke yelled over the lunchroom chant, shaking her head. Her brother and their friends were unbelievable. Talk about letting the power go to their heads.

"If leaving the lunchroom early will get you guys to stop yelling... then I will go anywhere." Brooke said, grabbing her bag and rising from the table.

Josh joined in the chanting so as to not stick out. But as Brooke yelled, he looked over and mouthed. "Sorry about this." He wasnt as powerhungry as most of the other senior guys. He knew that he was at the top of the food chain, but he never let it get to his head.

"Oh, I hate to mooch-" Betty Liz said, putting her hands up, but looked down at Natalie's lunch and realized how long ago it was that she had Lays chips. "Are those Lays? Sour cream and onion Lays?" she asked eagerly. "Oh my God, they are!" People can hear you when you talk, by the way. Just for future reference. "Shit, I'm an idiot. Sour cream and onion are my favorite, that's all." she said, blushing at what a fool she'd made herself. Betty Liz looked down to see if anyone had heard her, and saw a few people look up, but halfheartedly, as they rushed to their next class or most likely, to smoke weed in the bathroom. "Whew, luckily my whole 'skater gang' isn't around, or the roof would've fallen down. They seem to follow me a lot. Like I'm the boss of a mafia or something."

Mark saw Josh look over at Brooke, and scowled to himself, but then let it go. It wasn't his business, even though he'd like it to be, and Brooke may not even wish to have a bigger relationship than they already had since Bri and Mark were best friends. Sighing slightly, Mark turned his attention back toward Brian and began to mess around with him as they walked ever so slowly to the gym.

"Anyways, dude, about gym. Same teams or mix it up?" Mark loved playing against Brian, simply because he would have someone that was as rough as he going after him. Then again, sometimes some of the other football players would also have their gym, so it didn't really matter. Though Mark didn't really have a special throwing arm, as he was the football team's strong safety, he could still tear it up.

Brance just laughed at Betty until she finished rambling. "Maybe they just know you're awesome." Brance said to the reference of her groupies. He wasnt really flirting but thought it could be interpreted as that and laughed at himself on the inside. could he possibly be interested in her? Perhaps...

"It's a tough call dude." Brian said to Mark. "On one hand, if we are on the same team then we are unstoppable and our team in guaranteed the win. On the other hand, if we play against each other at least there will be a challenge."

Brian paused to think about his answer before finally giving a verdict. "I say same teams. Let's start the year off with a bang and send some underclassmen to the nurse." Brian chuckled. He wasn't malicious, but he did see dodge ball as a right of passage. Even her and Mark got wailed on when they were freshmen. Of course it was only for the one game that occurred before football season... but still. It counted.

Meanwhile, Brooke looked over at Josh. He seemed apologetic for the food court incident, but she couldn't tell why. Brooke was someone who never did something she didn't want to do, so it only made sense to her that others were like that. It seemed that Josh hadn't wanted to chant, but did it anyway. This lead her to thinking about the people around her, and how little she actually understood them. Brian was an open book as far as she was concerned. Then again, he was her twin. For the most part he was rude and conceited, but he did have a soft spot for his sister. Plus he would do anything for his friends. Mark was partially understood by Brooke, but even after knowing him for so long she still felt like she had a million questions. And all the other people in the school, she hardly knew, with the exception of her other female friends. However, it seemed like everyone in the school knew her, or thought they did, anyway.

Natalie smiled and opened the bag quietly. "Why yes they are." She said shoving a couple into her mouth neatly. She held the small bag out to Betty as if to say "Have some!" She set the bag down and opened the rest of her lunch. She didn't mind sharing, they needed to get healthy, and this would be one step closer.

Natalie cleared her mouth and whispered to herself in shock, "Still, they haven't pushed me away." Her eyes were focused on her lap and her eyes were closed. This was true though, by now they surely would have left her or rejected her exsistence. Everyone else seemed to be doing that latey. Why not them?

"Alright, sounds good. Watch, Tiny will be on the other team; we should take him with two balls, since he technically counts as two people." Mark laughed at his comment, for the simple fact that the guy he was talking about wasn't tiny at all. In fact, Alex Hayes was quite the opposite, weighing in at an astounding four hundred pounds. That only made him a natural center on the football team; he had been on varsity longer than anyone on the team, having started in his freshmen year. With weight comes great recognition in football; you're almost guaranteed a spot.

The group neared the gym, where other kids were starting to go as the bell had just ring a minute ago. He saw several diminutive freshmen and sophmore, plus a good amount of juniors. There were three other seniors, all male; Tiny was among them. Mark ran up to Tiny and gave him a big hug, laughing the entire time; the other football players did the same. Getting hugs was something that Tiny hated.

Brian walked up and greeted Tiny. Like Tiny, Brian was not one who enjoyed hugging.
"Hey let's show the guy some respect, he could kick most of your asses." Brian joked with the team. Once the hoard of players had clearly, Brian properly greeted Tiny with a fist bump and a "hey man, what's good?" before heading into the locker room to change. He pulled his white T Shirt and black gym shorts out of his back and quickly changed into them. They smelt like laundry detergent, and would only smell that way until the end of the class.

Once dress, Brian clapped his hands loudly. "It's dodge ball time guys! Let's do this!" He yelled, hitting a locker repeatedly for emphasis. Many seniors let out a loud cheer, while many freshmen cowered nervously.

Brooke greeted Tiny with a quick smile before saying goodbye to the guys and heading into the girls locker room. She walked over to her assigned locker, which had been decorated by the junior varsity cheerleaders early that day and entered in her combination. She pulled the door open and shoved her books in, then leaned down and pulled out her gym clothes. They consisted of a black tank top and a pair of red shorts with the word "Cheer" written in white block letters across the back.

Other students shuffled noisily into the locker room, all of them lost in conversations about how their first day was going. It didn't take long for Brooke's best friend, Summer to find her and the girls quickly got lost in a conversation of their own while they walked from the locker room and into the main gym