The Amazing Misadventures of Hannah Monroe

A Bully Fanfic by Ashira Rose-Leigh

Chapter One: Another First

Hannah sat in the passenger seat of her Aunt's car. It was an unusually cold day for August, but Hannah didn't mind. She liked cooler weather. She twirled her strawberry hair around her finger.

"Are you ready for your first day of school," Hannah's Aunt Grace asked. Grace was a middle age woman with dark hair and brown eyes. Hannah liked her aunt she was a kind and loving person. She didn't even mind that they had to move so much due to Grace's job.

"I think so," Hannah answered

"That's good to hear"

Hannah looked back out the window as they pasted by the beach. Hannah wasn't the biggest fan of the beach, but she loved the atmosphere of this part of New Hampshire. It reminded her a little of the small town she had lived in as a child.

They crossed over a bridge and Hannah got her first look at her new school, Bullworth Academy. She knew she was going to have to live on campus, which excited her. Hannah had only ever been to public school and had grown board with it. So for her junior year, Grace had decided to enroll her at a private school.

"Here we are," Grace said coming to a stop in front of the school. "Are you sure you want me to drop you off now? School doesn't start for another week."

"Yes Aunt Grace, I want to get my bearings before classes start. Besides it'll be easier for me to make friends this way."

Hannah opened the car door and walked around to the trunk of the car to collect her bags as Grace got her bike down from the top of the car.

"Well," Grace began as she put Hannah's bike down in front of her, "Have fun dear."

"Auntie, don't be sad. You're just up the road in Bullworth Vale," Hannah giggled giving her aunt a hug.

"I know but…"

"But nothing Auntie. I promise I'm going to try and visit as much as possible."

Grace smiled she was always taking back by just how well Hannah took being moved around so much. She was always worried about her being able to make and keep friends. They never seemed to be in the same town for to long, but Hannah loved it. She was a very creative person and could always find inspiration wherever they were. Grace gave Hannah a kiss on the head and watched as Hannah headed for the front archway.

Hannah stopped under the arch and turned to watch her aunt leave. She waved as Grace got back in the car and passed by. Hannah turned back around and headed for the girls dorm. Just as she got to the door she heard a voice behind her.

"Hello," the voice said. Hannah turned to see a boy waving at her. He was short for a boy his age, about the same height as her. He had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a blue vest she assumed was the Bullworth uniform; under it he wore a pink long sleeved shirt, and brown slacks.

"Hey there," Hannah responded. She couldn't help but think how adorable the boy was as he walked up to her. "I'm Hannah"

"Pete, Pete Kowalski," the boy responded. "I'm the head boy here at Bullworth." Hannah could here the nervousness in his voice. She wondered what had happened to him to make him so unsettled. "We weren't expecting you till next week."

"I couldn't help myself. I was kind of excited to get here," Hannah smiled

"Why," Pete asked, "I mean… wow, that's good…"

"Petey, don't scare the poor girl off before school gets started."

Hannah looked behind Pete to see another boy walking up. This one was about 5'9" or so if she had to guess. He had red hair, which he wore in a fawx hawk. He squinted his eyes so she couldn't see their color. He wore the same vest as Petey, but his under shirt was white and his pants were khaki.

"Jimmy… I was just saying hello. You made me head boy after all." Hannah could see the tension between them.

"I'm just messing with ya Petey. Why do you always go on the defensive the second you open your mouth?"

'Probably because of guys like you,' Hannah thought. She bit the inside of her check. She had to learn not to blurt out the first thing that came to mind. She had found her open-mindedness and lack of a filter wasn't always welcome.

"I don't always go on the defensive."

"Whatever Pete… anyway, the name's Jimmy Hopkins," the taller boy said turning to her.

"Hannah," she said reaching out her hand. Jimmy took her hand in he's own and gave the back of her hand a kiss. 'Oh great, he's one of those,' she thought. She admitted to being a romantic, but something about chivalries actions annoyed her. She forced a smile as Jimmy let go of her hand and walked away.

"Jerk," she said when he was out of range.

"He's not so bad once you get to know him," Petey said.

"I take it the two of you are friends then?"

"Yeah, I mean he looks out for me."

"Boyfriend then," She smiled coyly.

"NO! It's not like that at all." Hannah laughed and gave Petey a big hug. "You and me cutie, we're going to be best friends. I just know it."