Disclaimer: I do not own Unfabulous, Nickelodeon does.
Summary: They grow up so fast. It's Freshman year and now they're on the bottom again. GinaxZach and AddiexJake.
Author's Notes: Everyone begged for me to update this, so here you go guys, another chapter.
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The rest of our classes that day seemed to drag on forever, our teachers handed out syllabuses and explained the classroom rules. I only had one class with both Gina and Zach and one class with Jake. For the rest of my classes, I was alone and it was kind of boring. There was no one to pass notes with and no one to give weird looks to when the teacher said something questionable. So for my last few classes I had been eerily quiet.
"How was your first day of high school, honey?" my mother asked when I walked through the door. I sighed and dropped my bookbag from my shoulder and onto the floor. She gave me a questioning look.
"It was fine," I informed her, "a little boring, though." I moved through the kitchen towards the refrigerator and opened the door, feeling cool air rush over my skin. I searched the shelves for something to snack on and eventually decided on an apple juice box and a vanilla pudding.
"Why was it boring?" My mother asked, still trying to press for more details from school. I sighed again and shrugged a little.
"I only have two classes with any of my friends in them. So for the rest of the time I actually have to pay attention." My mother laughed a little bit.
"That's what school is about, Addie," she said, "it's about paying attention and making new friends." I shrugged a little and opened my pudding, walking over to the other side of the kitchen to grab a spoon.
"I guess so," I said, "I mean, it wont be so bad. We all have lunch together."
"Good," my mother said, "look on the bright side." I smiled a little.
"Thanks mom," I responded, taking a bite of my pudding before setting it down on the counter and going back to my bookbag.
"You're welcome," my mother said, watching me pick up the bag and carry it to the kitchen table before depositing it in one of the chairs. She stared at me for a second, a sort of questioning look on her face, "you have any homework?" she asked.
"Not much," I responded, "but Jake, Gina and Zach are all gonna come over to do what little homework we do have."
"Alright then," my mom responded, "let me go ahead and get out of your way then." I smiled thankfully at her. My mom always knew when she was no longer, well…welcome somewhere.
"Thanks mom," I said, walking back to the counter and grabbing my pudding and my apple juice. She smiled at me a little before walking upstairs.
"I've got to get some work done anyways," she said.
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Well, that's all for now. I'm not really good at writing any kind of fanfiction.