My life as a teenage Soc: Chapter 2: From the boys' perspective
by Tomi Angel
*Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing* went the school bell.

'Finally swimming is finished,' thought Angel. 'I don't know how more of this I can take. Oh yeah, study hall is next! This should help me finish my homework. Then I can complete my story!'

"Hey Greaser! D'ya need a shower?" asked a weird boy that joked with his friends.

Angel just stared and gave a mean look...he wished. 'I am a Greaser, yes. But do people need to make fun of me?' thought Angel.

"Oh yeah, and your name is Angel right? Hmm, well you must be a real 'angel' to your momma right!? Ahahah!!! No wait, does he have a mama to cry on her shoulder?" mocked the mean boy again.

"If you say one more thing then I'll..." mumbled Angel.

"You'll what? Preach me to death? Ahahaha! Oh, I'm scared now! Ahahahahahaha!!!"

"Quit it!" yelled Angel. He gave a mean punch to the rude boy, injuring his arm. "Oh sh-" mumbled Angel. 'I'm losing it again.' thought Angel to himself.

"Wow, thank you." said a boy. "You showed him. Hi, I'm Xander Harris. Alexander, actually. You are Angel I assume?"

"Yeah." he said giving another mean glare to the boy.

"Ahh, I could have done that. No one's mocked me yet." said an African American.

"Name's Gunn. Charles Gunn." he said.

"Angel."

"Oh hey, there's a loser's club! Sorry, only the poor-er people allowed. I guess we're not invited." the boy said sarcastically.

"Hey I don't see what is so funny. These boys are only a class lower than us." said another boy.

"Hey, why don't you join the loser's club, Wesley!" said the boy.

"Alright then, I will." said the boy.

"Hello, I'm Wesley Wydham-Pryce. I'm from England. More of an exchange student." said Wesley. They all gave him a weird look.

"Ok whatever." said Angel.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late." said another boy.

"Connor, just in time." said Angel.
*sry i forgot to mention this, everyone is in the same grade ^_^*

"You guys...know eachother?" asked Gunn.

"We're related...somehow." said Angel.

"Hey, Xander rite?" asked Connor.

"Yeah."

"Can I borrow your hair grease?"

"Sure."
* Greasers grease their hair no duh*

"Alright boys hurry up! It's your first study hall period next!" yelled the coach.

They rushed off into the study hall room.

"Gentlemen. Please take your seats." said the study hall teacher.

"Man Connor. You sure know how to look tuff." said Gunn. *tuff means cool*

"Thanks. Anything to distinguish us from...them." said Connor.

"So is it alright if i go with you folks?" asked Wesley.

"Ok." said Xander. "You're ok with that?" asked Xander.

"Ok I guess."

"Angel?" asked Connor.

His head was buried in his books.

"Uh, since when did you become nerd of the year?'' asked Connor.

"I'm just studying." he said softly.

The announcer said, *Attention all students. Attention all students. At 4pm, we will have a meeting with the Sunnydale High School for Girls in the Sunnydale Community Center. Thank you.*

"You guys goin?" asked Gunn.

"Might be fun." said Connor.

"Just to talk." said Xander. "Man those Soc girls sure are pretty. How about you?"

"I might be busy."

"Aww come on. Have some fun." said Xander. "Well if you guys are going or not, I'll be there."

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