Fall, a new semester had just begun at Bullworth Academy in the town of Bullworth. A whole new year of school life. There are several new students who have enrolled and seem excited and nervous about their start here. One of the faculty is showing them around the campus. Students are moving into their dorms and are beginning to unpack their belongings. Who knows what new achievements this year can help flourish this school's prestige?

Dane Hensley, after a long summer of physical training and boredom, arrived at the front gates of Bullworth academy on his bike.
"Just as I left it." He smirked.
The school was beautiful with red and yellow leaves from the trees, and fresh new faces were visible on every turn.
Several peers recognized Dane and greeted him at the front gates. He felt good knowing that he still had his popularity.
He unpacked his belongings in his new dorm room and sprawled on his bed. There was a weird hole on the ceiling.
As long as his roommate wasnt some doofus he thought this room would be alright.
This year would be good he thought. This year there would be no steriod usage. This year he would have healthy relationships.
He fell asleep while counting the patterns on the ceiling...

"Yeah, whatever." Morgan replied to her mother as she exited the car, getting scolded again. She grabbed her luggage out of the trunk and kicked the car as it drove away. She growled at the leaving car frustratingly. She looked to the open gates and sighed. There's no turning back now.

"Bullworth academy? What a joke." She sarcastically remarked, rolling her eyes and making her way to the Girl's Dorm. There were plenty of people and they stared as she passed by. She was currently wearing a mangy looking black and red shirt, ripped, old, but has a lot of soul; two studded belts with attached chains draped along each other, much bigger than her hips, but they managed to stay on as she strided through; She wore ripped fishnets over black combat boots and her hair was loosely flowing through the air.

Many proctors and teachers looked at her like she was disgusting. She knew it wouldn't be her normal "day at school" clothes, but she didn't care at the time. She saw cliques already. Only a few nerds and some jocks. She quickly entered the building and made her way to her new room. She threw her luggage down on the bed and looked around. Her new roommate walked in: A small, 7th grade girl, who was dangerously inching close to the Nerd clique. She grinned at Morgan with shiny braces and began to introduce herself. Morgan's lip twitched, but she shook her hand anyway. The girl skipped out and Morgan plopped down on her bed.

"So much for a new life..." She muttered, glancing out the window.

Emma drove up to Bullworth Academy. She smiled seeing a few people she knew form last year. When her car pulled up to the front of the academy she opened her door and got out. The leaves were a beautiful color of gold and teh air smelled so fresh and clean. Her driver came around and belgian unloading the back of the car. She had brought her trunk, 1 suitcase, a duffel bag and her back pack. She had her trunk sent before hand so it would safe her the lift. She smiled and waved as her driver wished her good luck then drove off. She put her duffel on top of her suit case and wheeled it up towards her dorm. She walked threw the Quad and smiled. She loved being back at school. She found her room and opened the door. From what her papers said, she had the room to herself though there was an extra bed. She smiled and closed the door. She droped her things on her one bed and pushed the other bed to it was directly under the window. She was on the second floor so it was a two story view. She looked out the window. This was going to be a good year.

Emily slams the door to her dad's Camaro and grabs her bags out of the trunk."Now, Emmy you know I love you, but you've gotten out of control. I will pray for you every night. Me and mom will be out to visit you soon" Emily just scoffed and walked off towards the building. She could still hear her dad calling for her but she ignored him.

Matthew bowed to his parents as he exited the car politely. His father handed him his luggage and gave him a one-armed hug before retreating to the car. Matthew's little sister stuck her head out the window and Matthew patted her head gently before waving goodbye. He faced the school and headed inside shyly. A new year was always nerve-wrecking for him, mostly because he has new classes and new people to meet. He brushed his hair softly with his fingers and looked at the boys dorm, getting looks. He adjusted his under-shirt's collar and headed inside.

'Where is my room?' He thought, looking around, a little lost. He entered a room to see a guy sprawled on their bed, asleep. He gulped and looked at the other bed and calmly placed his suitcase on it, checking to see if he woke up or not. He was definitely a jock. He could tell by his clothing and hairstyle. Matthew quietly sat on his own bed and twiddled around with his phone before looking out the window and sighing.

'Fall is always the prettiest.' He thought, smiling.

"What the hell is a girl doing in my dorm." Dane thought as he saw some preppy-looking kid unpack on the bed across the room.
Apparently, the kid had some respect for someone taking a nap. Judging by his clothes however, he soon realized he was a boy. He must be some emo kid or something he thought.
"Hey femme-boy, looks like were going to be sharing the dorm for the year. Im Dane by the way. Dane Hensley." and reached out for a hand-shake.

Matthew was startled by Dane's awakening, but bowed to him and politely shook his hand, "I'm Matthew Oba. It's nice to meet you, Dane." He ignored his insults and smiled to him. He wanted to make a good impression.

Dane thought this kid was alright. He was a little amused by the bow there. At least he wasn't some nerd who brings in his other nerd friends and plays 'Grottos and Gremlins' trading cards in here.
"Just to set some rules in here, you dont seem like the nightowl type, but lets have lights off at 10. You're probably cool with me bringing girls in here, and just deal with my snoring. And I hope you dont mind if if work out in here every night. The regular seasons are gonna start in just like, a week. Its not like im nervous or anything though. We always won as long as I was running.
And just keep your stuff on your side of the room and we're cool. Got it? "

Matthew chuckled a little at the girl part and listened to him respectfully, "Alright, no problem. I don't mind." Matthew was slightly impressed at all the activities he was into, like working out. Matthew then thought of his own physique. 'Maybe I can learn a thing or two from this guy...' He thought, nodding his head.
"Uhh..." He began, "Did you get your schedule yet? Or do we get that later?"

Dane layed back on his bed and took out a Sports Illustrated.
"Well, if you dont know your schedule yet, you should go see a counselor at the Main Building. You dont need to worry about that yet. Classes dont start until next week. All the kids haven't even settled down anyways. "Hell, with all this free time I mind as well spend some time at Bullworth Town. Theres a lot of hot chicks I know there. Most of them are prostitutes though, ..whatever."
" If you're bored as hell like me, theres some kids playing 'Keep Ups' in front of the Gym. You can make some cash out of that if your good by the way. And stay away from the nerds playing 'Future Street Racer' in the dorm lounge. -You'll lose everything in your wallet. "

"Duely noted," Matthew spoke, "I should get my schedule early so I could beat the crowds later..." He mumbled, getting up and making a hand-gesture to him as a 'see you later.' He stuck his head back in before completely leaving, "If I see a pretty girl, I'll let you know." He laughed, and proceeded to exit.
As he walked towards the center, he stopped for a moment to observe the Girl's Dorm and anyone entering or exiting. He felt his phone vibrate and heard it ring so he answered it. It was his older brother. He decided to stop and chat with him.

After a long silence, Morgan stood up and hid her suitcase from any scrounger and exited the Girl's Dorm and sighed in relief. "God, it reeks of perfume in there..." She took a breath and thought it would be nice to take a walk around the campus to get to know each place. She noticed a boy talking on the phone, but she ignored him and turned towards the school's main building quietly.

Emily walked up to the girls dorm. She wondered if she was going to have a roommate, and if she did what she would be like. Because she couldn’t handle another goody two shoes. I f she had a goody two shoes as a roommate so help her god. She sighed took her IPod out of her purse and walked in, She noticed a boy talking on a cellphone. She didn’t bother to stop and talk she just strolled past into the dorm. She opened the door to her dorm and there were bag on the floor. “Well that answers that question.” She said to herself. She started to unpack.

"Chiyo, if we don't leave now we're going to be a tad late." Nagisa said pushing her back hair from her face as she slipped on her shoes. "Well scratch that I'm late for tennis." She said, her younger sister had wanted to watch her practice with the tennis team, but was making her run late for the first time.

Chiyo came barraling out of her room her hair a mess tears in her eyes. "I-I'm sorry Onee-sama!" She said, Nagisa sighed softly and took a brush from her bag and ran it through her hair. She wiped the tears from her face with a hankecheif she carried. "Nagisa?" She squeaked slightly as her older sister took her hand and took off running. Chiyo struggling to keep uo.

"Cheer up Chiyo, don't cry. It's fine I'll just explain why I'm late." Tennis and soccor star Nagisa Kirihara. Well, Tennis was her main. Soccor was a hobby. Which was the same for other sports she had dabbled in, Track and field, Gymnastics and various others. All of the sports she did was to further other sports she was in. Track had helped with her speed for anything she tried out for, like tennis it helped her get to the other end of the court, same idea with Soccor. Kyudo which was archery helped with her Accuracy. Kendo, sword play helped with her swing. And Martial arts was fun and helped with strength obviously. Gymnastics, which she still did on her own was just another fun thing to do for her. They made it to the tennis court and Nagisa had no trouble at all explaining her tardyness with her words, which she made simple and sweet. Her sister sat under a tree outside the court and picked up a book from her bag. She was wearing a long skirt that went past her knees, a pale blue and a light violet blouse.

Nagisa was wearing a black pleated tennis skirt and a grey and white tennis shirt, a sweatband on her right wrist. But it didn't need to be, she was abidextrous. (I spelt that wrong. Way wrong.) She had trained herself to use both hands, neither hand was dominate. Both worked at the same level so she wouldn't have any trouble when she was playing tennis, it gave her the edge mostly when she was serving.

Emma Didn't up pack much. She decided to go to the front field and do some laps. She was glad school didn't start for another week and she didn't have to worry about waring her school Gym uniform when she ran. She loved running. It was a great way to relive some stress. She changed into a par of running shorts and a Tank top. She pulled on her Runners, grabbed her ipod, her metal water bottle and headed for the track.

Chiyo saw Emma and smiled softly, this school was ok. She hadn't been picked on yet, although her sister was always there protecting her. She watched Nagisa searve and ace. "Fifteen love." She mumbled softly same time as Nagisa said. After awhile it was. Thirty love, Deuce, and then after it all. Six games to five. Nagisa had one narrowly. But still had energy to burn. She went on practicing by herself, as Chiyo kept reading and taking notes, it wasn't for a class. It wasn't for a grade. She just liked taking notes, and hey if she needed them in the future then she already had them. She was going through every lesson in every book that had been issued to them. She was more then just prepared. She had done this all her life since she started school, doing unnessesary things before they became nessesary.

Nagisa always did everything promptly, she always seemed ready, always seemed prepared. She always seemed lonley even though she had her sister. She didn't have any friends in england yet. Both girls spoke English with perfect fluency, no traces of a asian accent. But they still felt like outsiders, they felt like they didn't belong. Nagisa who could have easily fit in with the in crowd or the jocks. She preffered not to at all. "Better real friend then fake ones." Something she always told Chiyo. Over and over, so Chiyo didn't make the mistake of making the wrong friends. Even though they were a year apart Nagisa was far more mature, Chiyo a crybaby. And Nagisa a strong independent person, smart and athletic, she appeared perfect. But that's only because she made herself that way. Perfect for the're parents. So they wouldn't shove the responsability of heir on Chiyo. Nagisa made sure never to mess up. She never allowed herself to get hurt, using what she knew to avoid it. She never got in fights, no matter how many times she wanted to punch the people who made fun of her sister. Or even hurt her. She just got her sister away from the conflict and drama as quick as possiable, although she worried, she would graduate before her sister. What would Chiyo do when she was gone? Who would protect her? it's not like they had friends, and it's not like Chiyo was a very assertive person capable of defending herself. Nagisa frowned at that thought and searved a ball at the wall hitting it in the exact same place as always. A mark on the wall from the impact of so many times.

(I got bored so I posted again, it's kind of long.)

Rissa yanked her bag out of the back seat and slammed the door behind her, all with out a work to her father who was currently talking on his cell. She turned and looked at the school in front of her. Her face twisted into a look of pain mixed with anger. This was all she had to look forward to in her life? What a joke.

She walked through the gate and headed for the dorms, She managed to avoid every one until she ran into a guy on the phone. She didn’t do it on purpose, maybe she would have, but this time she hadn’t. She thought of saying sorry or ignoring him but she had her reputation to think of. “Watch it buddy.”

(sorry for the long post. xD)

Matthew suddenly jumped again, caught off-guard, "S-Sorry..." He apologized to her and decided to back up before finishing his call to his brother. He scratched his head and continued to head to the main school building to pick up his schedule. Once he reached the doors, they were locked. "Ugh." He groaned and looked around at the crowd. He turned around and saw a punk-looking girl walking around. He looked the other way and decided to take a walk around campus as well as she was doing. He noticed two girls playing tennis and a girl jogging. He watched the tennis match for a while until he became board and continued walking. He made his way to the prep's "headquarters" building and stared at the largeness and how fancy it looked. There were a few preps laughing and talking as their guard-dog stared, growling, at Matthew. It made him nervous.
He headed to the middle where the fountain was and sat down. The fountain was the point where you choose where to go. To the right was where the greasers resided, straight was the jock's gym, and left was the prep's side. Before the fountain, near the school building to the left, was the nerd's library type deal. He usually avoids them, but he is okay with them. He isn't really into the whole trading card thing. He does play a few video games though. He yawned and stretched his arms before he saw the punk girl again.

Morgan watched a few nerds walk to their hangout area in amusement. She crossed her arms and stood in place for a while, sighing at the building in front of her. It made her queasy. She took her iPod out and stuck one ear-bud in and stuck her hands in her pockets. She kicked a small pebble on the ground and decided to kick it, avoiding the prep-boy from kicking it to him. She can tell by his posture that he was nervous or something. She sighed and continued to kick it slowly to the fountain area, but she had to stop because of the stairs. She picked the pebble up and they made eye-contact. He was sitting on the fountain peacefully. She gulped a little and straightened her back up so it didn't look like she had a hunch. She scratched her head and naively took a turn to the right, but she made it look like she knew what she was doing. She was blushing a little from embarrassment but she shook it off. Suddenly, she bumped into someone who smelled of cigarettes and had a leather jacket. She stepped back and dropped the pebble as he turned around. His hair was slicked back and he had a toothpick in his mouth. Her eyes widened a little and she began to breathe heavily for a moment before he spoke.
"What are you doing here, girl?" He rudely asked, leaning in, almost glaring. Morgan glared back and leaned in towards him.
"I'm passing by, what does it look like to you?" She surprised him, and amazingly, he laughed.
"I like your attitude. Now get out." He pointed to the fountain, and his Greaser gang began to laugh. Morgan scoffed at him and gladly turned back until she remembered the prep-boy. She stopped and the guy began questioning her again. "You got a problem?"
She frowned and turned her head, but didn't look at him. She didn't speak because she couldn't think of anything to say. She didn't know if his question was an insult or a real question.
"Hey, leave her alone Darren," another greaser spoke, holding him back, "She looks alright, doesn't she?" Darren stopped in his tracks and glared.
"Whatever."
Morgan groaned and continued walking, hoping to avoid contact with the prep-boy again.

After ten laps around the track and a few of the jocks whistling at her. She smiled and waved, most of whom she knew from years before, none of which she was interested in. She stopped and took a long drink form her water bottle. She looked down to see her runner was untied. She bent down and tired it quickly but put her hand in the newly sprayed outer track. She stood up and looked at the salmon colored spray. She sighed and grabbed her water bottle. She headed over to the fountain to rinse her hand off. She remembered last year she would sit at the fountain and sketch or read. It was one of her favourite spots. She made it to the fountain to see a boy sitting there. She smiled a warm friendly smile. She put her water bottle down and bent over and dipped her hands into the fountain. She shoot them around to get all the spray off but in doing so knocked her Ipod into the fountain. It flooded for a few seconds before sinking into the deeper part of the fountain. Aira Sighed, "Great!" She said under her breath. She reached in to try and retrieve it.

"Oh..." Matthew mumbled, "Hi." He watched her for a moment until she dropped her iPod in the water by accident. "Oh, no..." Matthew said, trying to help her, but only made it worse. He grabbed it by the headphones and began to drag it up out of the water and he handed it to her politely. "That sucks."


'Good, he's distracted...' Morgan thought skittishly, increasing her walk pace, but stopped when she heard Matthew say "Oh no." She turned around to see what happened and saw Matthew pull up her now ruined iPod. Morgan continued making her way back to exploring, chuckling slightly. She looked around and headed towards the parking lot, where no one was at for the moment. She sighed of relief and took a seat on a small grass area to lye down. She turned her iPod on a calming song and stared at the sky for a while.

The sun was beginning to set in Bullworth and Dane realized his girlfriend Christi should be here by now. He sought out to look for her.
After saying hi to kids he havent seen the whole summer, he managed to find her coming in through the front gates. He was glad to see her after a whole summer. She had been away for summer camp and made Dane's summer a boring hell.
" Hey Christi, i missed you so mu.. what the? "
She was holding hands with some preppy looking pretty boy and greeting her friends.
"Oh God, a sex offender is trying to molest her? Dont worry Christi i'll protect you.. "
He rushed to the guy and shoved him away from her. " Learn to stay the fuck away from my girl pervert! " He yells.
"Oh my God Dane what do you think you're doing?! " Christi say, surprised by Dane's aggression.
Dane grabs Christi's wrist and pulls her away from him.
" What do you think your doing man, shes my girlfriend. " Said the guy.
" YOUR girlfriend? She belongs to me asshole! " Dane said.
Dane begins to show aggression towards the guy. " What? You want a piece of me punk? Is that what you want? "
" Dane, calm down , let me explain.. " Christi says.
" Dont worry Christi, I wont let some pervert touch you. Lets go. "
" Im dating him now. Let go of me! "
Dane lets go of her wrist. "Whaa? "
" You heard me, im not interested in you anymore Dane, im sorry. God, I should have told you during summer. " Christi said.
" Your just, too, all over me, im sorry. "
Dane looks like hes enraged. " I cant believe this shit.. I thought you loved me. "
There were several kids watching the scene.
Dane turned around and started walking back to the dorms.

When she reached her room it was empty and there were no signs of a roommate. Good was her only thought as she unpacked and got all her stuff in the right place. If she didn’t have a roommate the year would go by faster. She finished up and left the room to roam thet campus.

When she got out side she leaned against a wall and watched the other kids around. She smirked as the scene in front of her almost turned into a fist fight when some jock interrupted a couple and claimed the girl was his. What a life it would be if all she had to worry about were friends and boys…god, it sounded…so normal. And boring.

As the jock got closed to her she smiled at him. “Awe that sucks, lost you girl to prep? That must make you feel very manly.”

(I accidenly deleated my post. TT.TT It was so long too.)

Nagisa stepped off the court grabbing her water sipping some before she put that and her rackets away. "I'm going to take a shower Chiyo, I'll be out in a moment then we can go get some ice cream in town or something." She said walking to the showers the sports teams used. She took a shower shampooing her hair with orchid blossom scented shampoo, actually all her bath things smelt like orchid blossoms.

Chiyo was smiling packing up her books putting them in her domo bookbag. Pushing her glasses so they sat up infront of her eyes helping her see more. She looked up seeing several girls, her brown eyes went wide. "Oh dear." She squeaked slightly and stood up quickly.

Nagisa stepped outside seeing the preps around her sister, some of the things they were saying was horriable. She frowned fed up with being miss perfect. She walked up to them. "Yo!" She said, she was wearing skinny jeans and a purple snug t-shirt with skulls, guitairs stars and the word rock. "Leave my sister Chiyo alone!" She said as they turned to look at her.

"Well if it isn't little miss super star." A blond said with a sneer, a condensending tone, that irritated Nagisa to the core. "so this geek is your sister hmm? I don't see the resemblence. The perfect model student, good grades and awsome at sports. And your soon to be the owner of a buisness are you not?"

Chiyo frowned. "Flower arrangment and a pharmacutical company. It's different then a buisness with the way your using that word." She mumbled the girl turned and smacked Chiyo, making tears fill Chiyo's brown eyes.

"I didn't ask you, and you would benifit from being quiet."

That was the last straw. "you would do best to keep your hands off my little sister." She said her words like daggers, not the words themselves, but the way she said it. "I won't make your lives hell through money, I can do that on my own." She said looking at them. "I don't relie on money to fight my battles like you preps." She said her hair falling in her eyes. The girl tried smacking Nagisa, who caught her arm and shifted her weight, Chiyo moved quickly knowing what Nagisa was doing. Nagisa threw the girl into the other six girls, knocking them down. Not leaving bruises or any injury. No adults were around. No proof that it had happened other then those who saw what happened. "Like I said, keep away from Chiyo." She said as she led her younger sister away toward town, they were gonna walk there. They were used to walking and it was calming. Nagisa seemed irritated still so Chiyo said nothing. It had been the first time that this had happened. Nagisa had never lost her cool before. She had always worked things out with words. Not this time apparently. But to anyone who saw, it was obvious Nagisa was strong and knew how to fight. Not just throwing punches but actual martial arts.

(I can sometimes get up to a thousend words. My other post that I deleated was put together better then this but this is the gist of what it was.)

Emma looked up to see a boy saw hello. He tried to help her grab it but it was no use. even if they got it out, it was still broken. She was going to have to get a new one. She watched at he pulled it out by its head phones and handed it to her.

"Yea, it does. But thanks for helping me out. Hey, Are you new? I've never seen you around before." She asked with a smile drying her now ruined Ipod off her her shorts.

Matthew nodded his head slightly and then shook it, "No, I've been here since Junior year. I guess I'm sort of new..." He scratched his head nervously, "What is your name? I'm Matthew... Matthew Oba." He put his hand out to her for her to shake it.