Class of '09. The Chronicles of LHS.

Chapter 1 (New beginning)

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CLASS OF 09 IS OWNED AND CREATED BY SBN3

THIS STORY FEATURES CHARACTERS, PLOT, AND DIALOGUE FROM THE ORIGINAL GAME ITSELF.

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Highschool...

The most important period in our life...

Or so people say in the reason we would normally think.

Highschool experiences usually have been you go to classes for 4 years, join a club or sport team, get a good set of friends, get a job, get a car, and soon you will graduate with a diploma if you actually tried and study for the school with the promise of joining a university, like Lindenwood, SIU, or even Harvard if you have like... 1000 IQ.

Me however, I'm just a self conscious kid who usually keeps to himself and has big trust issues! You can my last highschool, especially the dumb jocks that think they are all high mighty with their sports and highschool respect! And not only that, not many people acknowledge me as they saw me as the quiet kid who is the most likely to shoot up the school or go to jail, heck even join the taliban! Shit I was thinking of doing that.

But I didn't, I didn't because I wanted a new life. I don't want to doom being a highschool loser anymore and being stuck in this cycle of drugs, sex, bullying, corruption, and problematic SATS! The problem all high schools have.

I was given a new chance to go to a new highschool, possibly meet new friends, have new opportunities, join clubs, have nice teachers, hell, I might even get a girlfriend... All of this excites me for my new experience at this new school.

This school however is interesting... And some of the things I'm about to experience will forever change my life and the people I met.

BASED ON THE VISUAL NOVEL BY SBN3 (YOU BETTER PLAY THIS CHRIS ONEIL)

CLASS OF 09

THE NEW SEMESTER!

[2007] September-17th

[Location-Northern Virginia]

5:59 AM

I was sleeping peacefully in my bed... Dreaming about my love for cars and how I want to be the real life Paul Walker, but that probably won't happen unless I get a job, but whatever about my dumbass dreams... My room is mid-size and pretty normal for a guy's room, state of the art posters of muscle cars and JDM cars, An Xbox 360 and Wii system near my box TV, my basic Blackberry phone... Yes I have a blackberry, those things are cool, and finally my fabulously piggy jar near my bed is full of my life savings. Just as I was enjoying myself in my peaceful slumber, a little red of abomination woke me up.

*RIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!*

"Urghhh..."

I wanted to go back to sleep, I wanted to go back to bed... But the ring... The god damn ring.

"Oh my.... CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP!"

*Blam!*

I smack my hand on my clock which was a ring traditional clock with bells on it. I know those bells annoy people, but I smell fear of modern alarm clocks, especially if they beep faster each 20 seconds like a ticking time bomb that is about to go off.