With A Swing

Amelia is new to a small school in small town with nothing to guide her but her cousin, Trevor. When an old court case gets brought up again, will Amelia be able to handle all the stress? Read on to find out.


1. Chapter One

After managing to finally get out of her bed, Amelia walked across the room, over the moving boxes, to her dresser with a vanity mirror on it. She opened the drawers and quickly realized that she, yet again, forgot to unpack her clothes. With a quiet sigh she moved over to her boxes and pulled out a yellow and a pair of black jeans. She quickly put them on, tucked the top into the jeans, walked over to her vanity and did her normal makeup; a bit of fixing her eyebrows with a pencil, mascara and carefully put some brown eyeliner in her waterline and on the top of her lip and flicked it out to make a small wing. Stepping back with a smile of satisfaction across her face, she grabbed her backpack along with her tenor sax and walked into the kitchen. Of course, she had to step over a few boxes here and there, but other than that it was all fine.

When she walked into the kitchen she immediately spotted a note on their otherwise bare fridge. "Sorry, had to go to work! Love you, have a good first day of school!" the note read. Amelia rolled her eyes, tossed the note in the trash and made herself a peach smoothie. Once she finished making herself breakfast, she slipped on a pair of oxfords and stood by the window, sipping on her smoothie and waited for her ride.  About ten minutes later, a familiar Impala pulled into Amelia's driveway. Amelia grabbed her bag with her saxophone and walked out to the car with a huge smile on her face.  She swung open the passenger door and carefully set her tenor sax in the car and got in. She smiled at her cousin and hugged him.

"Hi, Trevvy," She said with a smile.

He hugged her back and happily replied, "Hey, Amelia." Amelia smiled in reply and gently leaned against him. He started to drive and Amelia turned on the radio and turned it down to a soft volume, then found a jazz station and smiled. "So, are you excited for school?" Trevor asked as he drove.

"You know, I actually kinda am. I've never really been the 'new student' before so I'm nervous about that but still excited," She replied with a smile. Trevor smiled and nodded at this, then opened his mouth to begin speaking before Amelia interrupted him. "And I mean, this school is only one floor. Way better than out last school, there were, like, three floors. During the last semester or last year, I had Italian on the third level, Algebra two on the first level, band on the first and bio on the first level, too. And, my locker was on the third level so I had to run up two flights of stairs, get to my locker and then run back down the two and try not to miss the bus," She said with a smile.

"Well, no worries here. There's just one level here and other than that, no other stairs but the ones leading up to the band storage room and then up the stairs for the weight room in the gym. And besides, now you don't have to worry about missing the bus; I'm your dedicated driver," Trevor replied as they pulled into the school parking lot.  Amelia smiled and let out a small 'thank god' and Trevor parked. Amelia began to get out but she noticed that Trevor wasn't exiting the vehicle.

"Uh... Trevor, you comin'?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, it's freshman first day," He replied nonchalantly. Amelia opened her mouth to correct him but he interrupted her with saying, "I know you aren't a freshman but you're new so you also have to go."

Amelia began to pout. "Don't make me go by myself," She whined. Trevor smiled and shook his head.

"You have to go, and hey, there's James," Trevor happily said as he rolled down his window. Trevor called the boy's name and he walked over to the car. James leaned in through the window of the passenger side and smiled at Amelia then turned his attention to Trevor.

"I didn't know you were helping out today," James said with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm actually not, sorry, but I'm just dropping Amelia here off,"  Trevor replied to the boy leaning in the window. James quickly turned his head to look at Amelia, causing her to blush brightly; he was only inches away from her.

James laughed quietly and pulled his head out of the car and leant on the car door. "Sorry about that. Want me to take you in and show you around and stuff since Trevor is bailing on you?" He asked with a smile across his face.

"Of course, James," Amelia replied with a smile across her face. Amelia and Trevor said goodbye to each other, each wishing the other a good day. Amelia then got out of the car and grabbed her backpack and tenor sax. Once all her stuff was out, Trevor quickly drove away.

James watched him drive off and laughed quietly. "He's sure in a hurry to get out of here," He said as he ran a hand through his curly, blonde hair.

"Yeah. He's such a dork at times," Amelia said with a smile. She turned around and looked at James; she had never felt shorter compared to another human in her life.

"Want me to carry this?" He asked her, gesturing toward the saxophone case. Amelia blushed and nodded and he began to walk into the school. Amelia quickly followed behind, trying to keep up with his long strides. "So, you play the saxophone?" James asked Amelia, looking over his shoulder towards her.

"That I do, tenor sax in fact," She said as a slight blush began creeping across her face.

"That's sweet," He said with a smile. They walked into the school and he walked through the crowd of freshmen that had gathered near the hallways. Navigating her way through the crowd was no problem for Amelia, her last school was practically three times bigger.

After a little bit of walking, the two got to a hall that was practically empty. James was walking along and abruptly stopped in front of a locker and began to open it. "This locker is mine, of course," He said with a smile. "Where's your locker?" He asked her with a smile.

Amelia reached into her back pocket, not finding anything. With a small frown across her face, she looked in the other pockets on her, not coming up with the sheet of paper that had her information on it. She sighed and tilted her head back. "I forgot my slip at home, i have absolutely no clue," She said sheepishly.

"You can keep your stuff in here for today," He quickly replied. Amelia smiled and nodded, then thanked him. He carefully put her bag into his locker and hung his jacket in the locker, then carefully put her sax case in the bottom of the locker.

"Is that James I see?" Called a male voice from the end of the hallway.

James turned and smiled. "Of course it is, how could you miss me?" He replied in perfect rhythm. The other boy walked up to them and grabbed James's hand and pulled him into what you could call a 'bro hug'.

"Always good to see a fellow comrade," The boy said as he saluted him. James smiled and saluted back.

"Comrades?" Amelia asked with a raised eyebrow. The other boy turned to her and looked at her.

"Yes, comrades." He replied strictly,  but with a smile. His voice was deep, it resonated through the otherwise empty halls. "And you are?" He asked with a slight smirk across his face as he looked Amelia up and down.

"Amelia. And you?" She replied, giving him the same small smirk.

"Everett," He replied as he held his hand out to shake. Amelia shook his hand and Everett looked to James. "Volly's cousin?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. James smiled and nodded. Everett turned back to Amelia and asked, "So, how do you like the school so far?"

Amelia smiled. "It's good, small," She said with a smile. Everett began walking down the hall and wrapped an arm around Amelia's waist.

"Come, young one. We must introduce you to the others," Everett said in a voice that reminded Amelia of the aliens that would appear in kid's movie. Amelia laughed and nodded, following Everett. "So, how big was the last school you went to?" He asked as he looked down at her.

"Well, there were, like three-hundred fifty people in my graduating class," She said with a smile. Everett raised his eyebrows and looked down at her. Amelia smiled and laughed and leaned into him.

Everett guided Amelia out to the commons area with James following close behind. Everett sat at a table and James sat in another spot. Much to Amelia's dismay, there was no more seats. She quietly sighed and stood behind James. He turned around and looked at her then quickly stood up. "Here, you sit," He said to Amelia as he was gesturing towards the table with his hands.

"Thank you," She said with a smile and a small blush covering her face. Amelia sat in his spot, next to a boy with short, light brown hair and a girl with shoulder-length blonde hair. At the table, Everett was talking to some of the guys and the few girls sitting at the table were talking about what they'd done over the summer. Amelia started looking around and focused on a random spot in the room as the people talked around her.

The girl next to her stood up and stretched, then said she was going to the auditorium to get a good spot and walked off. James quickly sat in the spot the girl was sitting and looked at Amelia. "Bored?" He asked with a small smile.

"Yeah, a little," Amelia said with a smile and small laugh. "I like it here though. Just wondering, but who was that girl who was sitting here?"

"That was Macy," James replied. Amelia nodded and gently leaned against James. He smiled and wrapped an arm around her.

"So are you two dating?" The boy sitting on the other side of Amelia asked.

"Uh, no," Amelia replied as a bright blush spread across her face. The boy blushed and smiled a bit.

"Sorry. I love your hair and, like, your entire vibe," He said as he gently touched her hair. "How do you get it like this? It's so beautiful and curly," He said with a smile.

"Well, I oil the ends to stop split end and I do a deep condition every week to try and maintain the frizz," She explained with a smile.

"Well, it is working," The boy replied with a smile. "Sorry, I never asked your name," He added.

"I'm Amelia. And you?" Amelia replied with a smile.

"Nate, Nathaniel, Natey-boy. Whatever you wanna call me," He replied with a smile. Amelia smiled and laughed at him.

"That sounds good to me, Nathaniel," Amelia said, saying his name slowly and with a small smirk. This got a blush from him and Amelia smiled.

"So, what classes do you have this term, Amelia?" He asked, stretching her name out just as she had to his.

"Well, first I have Pre-Calc and then band, study hall, lunch, then gym and I finish the day with Junior English," Amelia said with a smile.

"Oh sweet! I have English with you at the end of the day and then gym," Nate said with a smile. Amelia smiled and nodded at him. "And band, huh? What do you play?" He asked with a small smirk.

"I play the tenor sax," Amelia said with a smile. James gently set his hand on Amelia's thigh under the table and gently ran his thumb up and down her thigh. Amelia blushed brightly and squirmed a bit, causing a smirk to come from James’ face as he talked to others at the table.

"Oh that's awesome, saxophone is so cool," Nate said. Amelia distractedly nodded and smiled at him. "It just sounds so, like, sensual, you know?" He asked with a smile. Amelia nodded again at Nate and gently set her hand on top of James's hand.

"I love jazz, that's how I got started with tenor sax. I played the flute in fifth grade when band first started," Amelia said. Nate smiled and nodded at this.

"Jazz, huh?" He asked. Amelia smiled and nodded.

"Jazz is, like, my favorite type of music, along with old swing-style music," Amelia replied as she began to gently trace her fingers up and down James's long fingers as they were resting on her thigh. "As a kid, my mom and dad would take me on these camping trips and at night they'd play these old jazz tapes of my mom's as I was falling asleep," She added.

Nate smiled and nodded before James leaned over and whispered to her, "Do you wanna go somewhere else real quick?" Amelia blushed brightly and nodded in response. James stood up and she said goodbye to Nate. James wrapped an arm around Amelia and before they could even exit the commons, the bell rang.

James sighed and threw his head back and looked at Amelia. "We could still sneak away for just a couple minutes and then go to the auditorium, they won't actually start for another ten minutes," He said with a small smirk across his face.

Amelia smiled and nodded, then James quickly pulled her away and into the band room. 



Word Count: 2300

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