Beck:

"Are you ready for your first day?" Tori asks me as we stand in front of Hollywood Arts. I barely hear her; I'm taken aback by the immense school. It's so completely different than what I'm used to.

I met Tori at my orientation. She was a new student that year, but she claimed that I would "so totally love" the school. I wasn't sure at the time, but if she spoke so highly of it, I figured it was worth a shot. She seemed to know all the ins and outs already. She seemed like a good person to have around. I asked her to hang out, and she accepted.

I look at her, and she's smiling widely at me. I half-smile back, swinging my backpack over my shoulder and walk away. She rushes to catch up with me.

"Wait! Beck! Wait!"

I stop walking and turn around to look at her. "What?"

"I have one more piece of advice to give you. It's kind of important."

"Okay. Go." I'm not an impatient kind of guy, but it's my first day and I want to meet some other students before the bell rings.

"I want to introduce you to my friends and classmates here."

"What's the advice?"

"Stay away from Jade West."