It's Maggie Brooks's first year at Eden Hall Academy and she can't wait to dive into a school year full of fun. Down to earth and understanding good girl, Maggie finds herself getting into a crowd her brother and his friends don't necessarily want...
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"Eyes away, Miami." One of the boys spoke.
Turning back in his seat, Luis Mendoza glanced back to the front of the auditorium where the Dean spoke about the school's inception and goals. He'd been glancing at the brunette with bouncy curls heading to find her seat. She'd jogged in quietly from arriving to school late that morning. She simply caught his eye because she happened to be the only person walking around whilst everyone else was seated.
Not only did she catch his attention, but most people's attention throughout the auditorium, even the Dean's. He'd even stopped speaking for a moment to allow the girl to take her seat and when she had, he proceeded. All eyes turned back to him and the girl slid down in her seat, embarrassed for not only being late, but from everyone staring at her.
"Hey, what'd I just say, Duck?" The boy spoke up again, hitting the back of Luis's head.
Dwayne turned in his seat, holding his hat in his lap for respect while one spoke. He didn't see the problem if Luis stared at a girl or not. Sure, staring too long was disrespectful, but a glance wasn't bad. "What're you looking at, Farmboy?" Another boy spat. This one broad shouldered with what looked to be blonde hair, a heavier set to him.
Maggie Brooks pulled a piece of hair behind her ear, leaning forward to see her friend who sat three chairs down the line from her. She had a group of friends, even if it was the first day, who were all good friends for the last few years now. They'd been going to school together and had all decided to attend Eden Hall together. Now, they were. There was one issue; overprotective older brothers.
"...to a truly gifted group of student athletes. So, will, you please join me in giving a big rousing Warrior welcome to the gold medal winners of the Junior Goodwill Games-"
Suddenly, there was a scream if discomfort from behind the red curtains. Maggie turned back in her seat, sitting back as she noticed the curtains moving behind the Dean. Her brows furrowed in confusion. It was the voice of a male, then a few more people's voices could be heard. Across the auditorium, she glanced to her brother. He shrugged, sitting back in his seat. Cole laughed and Rick smirked.
It definitely wasn't long before the curtains came crashing down, ripping from the seams above. Pole towers holding the curtains up collapsed onto the council on stage. The Dean turrned, his voice fading until it wasn't heard. Someone was trapped inside the curtains like a burrito, rolling around along with other people.
Maggie couldn't help but laugh, covering her sweet mouth as she did so. "Oh my god, what a bunch of losers." Her friend spoke.
"How humiliating."
"What a disgrace."
Many people laughed and the Dean was not impressed, nor were the people on the council. He couldn't do anything, it already happened. The curtains were pulled up and a boy was revealed. Six of theme to be exact and one girl. The entire room roared into a laughter at the embarrassment on stage. "Hi," One boy spoke. "We're the Ducks."
Shaking her head, the Dean dismissed the meeting and introduction. Students had been assigned to their morning classes. Maggie proceeded to pick up her off the shoulder bag from below her seat. With her girlfriends, she stood and began leaving like everyone else. She looked back to see the people on stage. Seven of them total and only one looked like he really belonged at school like Eden Hall.
She didn't get much of a longer look when her friend from behind had pushed her forward as she was eager to get out of the cramped room. Upon exiting, her name was called. "Hey, Mags."
She whipped around, turning to see who it was. "Go ahead, I'll meet you there." She nodded to her friends.
"All right, don't be late." Her friend pointed.
She nodded with a smile. Her hair fell behind her shoulders after walking off to meet the boys who'd called her name. Approaching the Varsity hockey team, they stood in a large pack. Inseparable they were. They had classes together, they ate together, they played hockey together, they most likely all went out on dates together, too. They were all close pals and it was all because of their love and dedication to hockey.
"Maggie, hey," Rick spoke up. He was the captain of the hockey team. Everyone followed his lead and he was one of the more popular jocks at the school. One that knew everyone on the council because of his father. "Those bums on stage, don't bother with them."
"Yeah, they're trash." Cole spat with a laugh.
She turned and looked to her brother, who shrugged with a kind smile. "We don't even know them."
"Not them," Rick began. "But their other pals were in the crowd. Sassy and sarcastic they were. Besides, they stole all of our brothers' slots."
She nods slowly, understanding there seemed to be some tension going on. It was the first day of school, it wasn't even lunch and already the first day of school wasn't going well for some people. Maggie found herself just fine on that day, though she arrived late, she was still having a good day. "I don't think we need to cause anything. Especially on the first day."
"Just stay away from them. That's all we ask."
Maggie took in a breath before putting on a smile and nodded. "Okay, see you at lunch." She waved before turning on her heels and walked off.
She'd gone to meet her girlfriends by their lockers. She squeezed by a few people and turned her body to fit between a few bags. That school wasn't as crowded as a regular high school because there were less people. Still lots, just a controlled amount of people per say.
Meeting her friends, the giggles and gossip lasted all the way to their classroom. Even in the classroom they were still laughing together. It earned them a few stares, but none minded because they were being stared at together. They had seated themselves in a group of empty desks on the far side of the classroom by the window. The five of them had settled when the teacher came in.
She was an elder lady with no facial expressions and spoke in a nonchalant tone like she disliked her job yet needed the money. No one liked her. She mentioned when tests were, when quizzes were, when pop up quizzes were and assignments were to be due. Everyday of the week was busy in that classroom. Nothing Maggie Brooks couldn't handle.
