This is what happens when you put Warrior cats in middle school!
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, and none of these cats are mine. They belong to Erin Hunter.
Vice Principal- Bramblestar
Guidance Counselor- Leafpool
Hall/Lunchroom Monitor- Gorsetail
Detention Monitor- Crowfeather
Math Teachers- Cloudtail, Sandstorm, Smokefoot, and Rowanclaw
English Teachers- Brackenfur, Sorreltail, Thornclaw and Graymist
Science Teachers- Dustpelt, Pouncetail, Millie, and Tawnypelt
Social Studies Teachers- Oakfur, Graystripe, Mosspelt, and Onestar
Reading Teachers- Reedwhisker and Icewing
Gym Teachers- Blackstar and Squirrelflight
Health Teacher- Mothwing
Music Teachers- Mintfur and Brightheart
Computers Teacher- Spiderleg
Art- Duskfur and Nightcloud
(All teachers can be study teachers)
Eighth Grade Students- Birchfall
Seventh Grade Students-
"Hi, Lionblaze!" Cinderheart and Mousewhisker ran over to him.
Lionblaze nodded to them. "Hi, guys."
Mousewhisker rolled his eyes. "Summer went by so fast, it wasn't even funny."
"Oh yeah." Lionblaze shrugged. "So, what's your schedules like?"
Mousewhisker pulled out his schedule. "My homeroom teacher is... oh, yuck, Cloudtail!"
"That stinks," agreed Lionblaze. "Mine's Graystripe."
"Oh, so's Poppyfrost. And Berrynose." Cinderheart rolled her eyes.
"I pity you," Mousewhisker puffed. "That's worse than having Cloudtail as a homeroom teacher."
"Yeah." Berrynose was the most annoying cat in the grade.
"Time to come in!" Brackenfur, the teacher with outdoor duty, called. Lionblaze hissed angrily as he was pushed forward by a crowd of cats, sixth, seventh, and eighth graders alike.
He went to his locker and opened it, and began cramming books He finished putting his stuff away. Then he glanced at his schedule. "All righty, first period with... oh, StarClan help me... Dustpelt." He sighed and grabbed his science binder, a notebook, his folder, and his pencil case. Then he shut his locker and walked down the hall, and turned into his homeroom, which was Graystripe's.
Poppyfrost, Berrynose, Heathertail, and Robinwing were already there.
"All right, good, another student. Lionblaze, is it?" Graystripe was at the doorway.
"Yeah." Lionblaze nodded.
"Take a seat at one of the desks," Graystripe invited him.
"Like I can do anything else," Lionblaze said under his breath.
After he arrived, two other cats came in, Foxleap and Shrewfoot. The the bell rang, and a minute later, Scorchfur burst in, panting. "Sorry I'm late. My mom was late dropping me off."
A few cats laughed. Lionblaze sniggered. He had walked to school. Most of the cats, who were seventh grade and older, walked or took the bus. But there were still the select few that were driven.
"Any other day, I'd have to give you a detention," Graystripe meowed sternly. "But since today is the first day of school, I'll let you off with a warning."
Scorchfur nodded. "I'm sorry, sir. I understand."
Lionblaze rolled his eyes. Scorchfur had always formally addressed teachers like that. It was just like him to call a teacher "Sir". But then again, he had had Rowanclaw as a homeroom teacher last year. He was worse than an army general. Lionblaze shivered, grateful that Rowanclaw wasn't his math teacher.
A spitball whizzed by his ear. It landed on the back of Heathertail's neck. "Ew!" she screamed. "Get it off, get it off!"
"Who shot that?" Graystripe glanced around the room.
Foxleap and Robinwing were laughing. Hard.
"Which one of you did it?" Graystripe stormed over to the pair.
Foxleap snorted and pointed at Robinwing. "He did it."
Robinwing rolled his eyes and pointed at Foxleap. "He did it."
"I wish I had a lie detector," Graystripe grumbled. "But I don't, so I'm going to have to ask you two to see me after homeroom's finished."
Ooh. Staying after class was not a good sign.
The loudspeaker buzzed to life. "Please rise for the Warrior Pledge."
"I pledge allegiance to the Clans of the Warriors. And to the republic, for which it stands, one Clan, under StarClan, and may there be liberty and justice for all." That was the Warrior Pledge.
"If you have lost your purple, mouse-furred pencil case, please report to the main office to retrieve it."
How do you lose something on the first day of school?
"If you want to join the robotics club, please see Spiderleg after class."
I'm not doing that! I'm more of a dodgeball-type guy.
"Birchfall, please report to room 216. Icewing is waiting for you."
He's an eighth grader! Is it possible that he's gotten lost? No. Birchfall liked to consider himself as an "Alley Cat", (which, BTW, is "bad" cats are called). He liked to skip class, but wasn't very successful in doing so. In fact, Lionblaze has heard many of the teachers talking about him, saying that he had the most detentions from any of the students they had ever had.
"Today's lunch is toasted vole sandwich on your choice of whole wheat or sourdough bread, with the sides of fruit cups, jello, and potato chips. Remember, lunch is three dollars, and everything at the snack bar is a dollar. Have a good first day at Warriors Middle School!" The intercom died off, and the class began chatting again.
"That seems better than what they sold last year," Heathertail shuddered. "the mystery mouse meat was so disgusting, I swore that I would never buy lunch again!"
"Well, there was always the hot lunch line, with the hot dogs, the grilled cheese sandwich, and the PB and J sandwiches. And, the salad bar," Lionblaze meowed.
Heathertail shuddered again. "If you'd seen and tasted what I saw and tasted last year, you wouldn't trust school food either."
"Well, I don't have time in the morning to make lunch, and neither does my mom. I'm serious, she'll shove a five-dollar bill into my hand and dash off to work. But sometimes, she messes up and gives me bigger bills. Like today. I got a ten," Lionblaze dug his paw into his hoodie pocket and pulled out his ten-dollar bill. "I've got more money in my locker. Both of my parents are working late tonight, so I'm going to hang out with Mousewhisker, and we might hang out at the outdoor mall, and buy some stuff that I didn't manage to get before school starts."
Heathertail nodded. "My mom says I have to go grocery shopping today. I'm taking Sedgewhisker with me. Maybe we could meet up after school, and walk over there together? I mean, the grocery store is near there."
"I'm cool with that," Lionblaze nodded.
"Great! See you later," Heathertail mewed, as the bell rang.
Lionblaze sighed. He grabbed his stuff and stood up. "Time to go." he hurried out of the room and darted to the stairs. "Time for Dustpelt," he grumbled.
7:40- Homeroom (Teacher- Graystripe)
7:55- Science (Teacher- Dustpelt)
8:40- Math (Teacher- Sandstorm)
9:35- Music (Teacher- Brightheart)
10:20- Reading (Teacher- Icewing)
11:30- Gym (Teacher- Squirrelflight)
12:15- Social Studies (Teacher- Onestar)
1:00- English (Teacher- Brackenfur)