Beautiful Fall morning came over the little town in California, small, a lot of locals to see around to get to know in one day to become friends. But to my vision it's a lot different than you would expect. A lot of people love this place but don't be naïve to know the next city is 40 miles away if you love that kind of thing.

It was the first day of the new school year. School busses were leaving to pick up the students. More or less of them walk to the school early then the teachers, just to hang around or if you don't like being around your own home. About 10 minutes away from walking distance, take a right down the road after the old Dairy Shack that belong to Mr. Fun, The Clown. That place was abandoned, stripped from the paint, the front sign half down from the building, touching the very cracked pavement, Mr. Fun was a circus performer back in the late 70s, retired after a cannon shot accident while he cracked his head open from a tent pole impact, nearly almost destroying his frontal lobe. after 3 months of recovery he decided to open a Dairy Shack to sell ice cream, and little performers to make ballons, tell stories to the kids and make a bundle of laughs. The good old times…

While going a bit further down the road on Oak Street, the last house on the right dead end, up a steep hill was a very old dark brown Cherokee three stories Victorian house. The appearance on the house was quite amazed, if that of course if you don't judge or if that you have bad eyes then. The dead end was near a curved road, up a hill and about 10 feet away was the front porch. The walls were painted dark red paint mixed with a bit Burgundy. The front porch paint was a bit fainted. A lot of people say its probably dark inside and haunted. The house was built in the late 1700s from a rich man. The house had a lot of history of "unusual" mysteries including from the original owner. They never know what's inside, am I right?

The current owner is a young woman. By young I am actually 17, in the master bedroom, I am getting ready for my first day in a new high school. San Romero High. I did grew up in this same house til' I was 11. My parents bought this house when I was 3 weeks old as a baby and my older brother, David, was 2 years old by the time. We had to move out before I turn 12 due from my dad's illness, we had to find a better home to afford, eventually my grandfather took watch of the house til me or David decided to move back when we were old enough. After my father passed away, a few years went by, my mother decided to stop talking to me or my brother, she got into more….alot of things my brother didn't appreciate of me being around. David was my guardian, the best brother to have. Some people thought of us as twins at times. To us we stick together as twins, took care of each other, always adventuring and learning new thing. But… we had a secret to keep from the world that no one will ever understand what we can do.

Right now I just moved back in yesterday and today, I will do my best! I felt happy as ever. My appearance you might see me a lot of girls around my age wearing pretty crap and make up for attractions, but in my world, I am more of a tom boy and love goth designs. I get a lot of attention for of my figure, some people come up to me and ask if I work out a lot because I am very light slim like my brother but no. I do eat soy food and I am very addicted to tea. I am not in the vegetarian gossip stuff, I'm just not a big fan of meat, if you catch me drift. Steadily approaching the 5 foot mirror on the wall by my mom's desk, I glance to notice black spots under my dark green eyes from the lack of sleep. I haven't slept well for a week. A small pout formed on my lips. Not only I get noticed from my figure, my pale skin is light like a ghost, I do deeply wish people would stop looking at me like I just crawled out of a grave like a zombie in The Return of The Living Dead. I decided to wear black jeans and a regular grey thick long sleeve shirt with a huge pink heart in the middle of my chest. The reason I'm wearing a long sleeve is to cover up my tattoos since I am underage to have them in school. I usually put my hair in a ponytail but since it's a nice day, I will leave it down. My hair was getting long, passing the middle of my back. Before I put on my shoes, I glanced over my mom's desk to see a recent picture of David that was taken 3 years ago. Urgently I felt my body began to get a bit cold. It has been a rough week but I brushed it off and let out a big smile to the picture.

"Ready as ever, bro. I promise I will do things right."

Looking at the clock, it was ten minutes to seven. I ran downstairs with my socks and shoes in my hand and my backpack on my back half hanging with one shoulder strap. Took a sharp turn towards the bathroom down the hallway. Brushing my teeth quickly, running back towards the kitchen, my breath was heavy with my thoughts as checking that I had everything ready, including my keys in my back pocket. While finally having my socks and shoes on, I dashed out of the house, locking the door.

The clock tower loudly echoes through the town at the stroke of 7 a.m. Carefully walking fast down the hill to the sidewalk towards the neighborhood sign.

A young woman ran passed me, ramming herself into my shoulder, almost falling down. I reclaimed my balance and looked at her. The woman turned around and yelled with freight,

"I'm so sorry!" She yelped.

Without saying a word back or not paying attention. I moved my shoulder in a circle formation to ease the pain. The young woman already run off.

I scoffed, "Accidents happen if you're careful of your actions."

Almost approaching the school yard, I crossed the road and started to see students around the school and walking along the sidewalks. My heart started to beat a bit faster, with nervous streaming every course of my veins and muscles. Coldness and stiff like a statue. I quickly took a deep breath and relaxed myself.

"It's a new school, Anna. Nothing different.." in a sing tone.

I started to move my legs again to get closer to the school entrance. One thing that was a bit irritating …was finding the Main office. This is the first time I been here and I never came across how it's going to be. I saw a modern Man, he looked like a scientist with his short hair spiked in the front. He was wearing a white lab coat and was giving out papers to the students. My next thought was, "curious and a bit strange for him to be doing that on the first day."

"maybe I should not bother him." I thought.

While walking around the school hallways, looking every corner and watching out for every sign. Man this is giving me a headache. Occasionally I did find it. What made me realize it was hard to find it in the first place it was located right by the library and it didn't have a sign above the door. Usually the main office is at the front of the school. That puzzled me for a moment but I proceed to go in. I went over to the front desk clerk. She began typing so fast, not evening messing up a word or looking away from the screen, I kept watching her, just waiting for her to stop and look at me. But nothing. I cleared my throat loudly. Still nothing. I decided at the last moment to do this: I leaned over the desk a bit,

"ma'am?"

Her eyes lured at me with her fingers laying slightly on the keys. The air turned weird with her deep stare. Is she looking through my soul? This reminded me something from a horror movie with a mystery twist and she is the main suspect.

Her chair squeaked with a teeth aching sound. Like the chair is made out of chalk board material.

"Go have a seat, I will let the principal know you're here." She said.

She went back to work on the screen with her fingers tapping the keys again. I lifted an eyebrow and just went over to sit down. What just happened?!

She didn't ask for my name but then again I am the only one here.

While waiting, I started to remembered a few things back from my old neighborhood in Chicago. Mostly I just think of the days, David would be lecturing me to a proper person, or be in my study room, reading or listening to David in his recording room. David was an awesome singer. Even the day he came home and announced his first album was going to be released. He hit 3 million views in 2 days straight. Him and his band mates were old friends from his high school. I only met his mates once but don't quite remembered their names or where they are. I just know the band split 4 days ago, for two years the band was lost without the singer. Right now, I just wish he was still here.

The school bell rung loud threw out the halls, I merely jumped out of my seat. My heart raced through my chest so hard I never felt before. I had jump scares before but not this bad.

"I never heard a school bell that loud before," I said while holding my hand to my heart.

Within a second, a click of a door opened, it was the principal's office door. He came around a turn to the clerk desk.

He looked at me, I was starting to feel a bit uneased of this whole thing.

The Principal came from the other side of the desk, his hands reaching for his bowtie, lifting up a bit closer to his collar. His shoes flat with a shine, looking like a million bucks from his short dark brown hair. Within seconds he stopped before me and cleared his throat,

"Julianna Anderson?"

Looking up from his voice. My eyes had a clear vision of the principal and I couldn't believe my eyes who I was looking at. His moved his arm towards me with his hand,

"I'm Mr. Ackles. I am the Principal of San Romero."

I couldn't speak a word. My mind was off with questions. My arm moved slowly with my hand wrapping in his hand, closing together, he gave me a firm handshake. I gave him a small smile and asked,

"Ackles? Like the actor from Supernatural?"

Mr. Ackles left of a small chuckle. By the sound of it, he was not amused of hearing that.

"No, if I was, I would be working in Hollywood. But I do get that question a lot from other people.

I nodded slightly with his answer. But looking at his face again, he does look like him, like an actual identical twin. From that thought ceasing I shuddered it off and Mr. Ackles escorted me to his office. I went to side down the nearest chair. Big and brown, felt like a recliner with this finest leather. He sat down as well. Going through a filing cabinet by his side of his desk, he struggled to pull out a yellow folder. I noticed to see my name on the side. I started to feel uneased from something. He opened the folder gently and started to go through the paperwork. He remained silent for a few minutes of observance. In the back of my head was racing once again with thoughts of not being approved here. I swallowed hard from my anxiety rising. After a few minutes, he closed the folder, placing it aside his computer. He sighed deeply and looked at me.

"So Julianna….tell me how do you feel right now?"

I smiled a bit,

"Well I am bit nervous. I mean I just moved back to my old house yesterday and I do really want to finish school. My brother went to this school a long time ago."

Mr. Ackles asked, "What was your brother's name?"

I replied with a slight sigh, "David Anderson."

All of sudden I felt I wanted to sank in my seat while Mr. Ackles eyes and mouth were wide open like he just saw a ghost. I chuckled and replied,

"I know what you're going to ask. Yes, David is my oldest brother and yes he was the lead singer from The Dead Arises band. I am his baby sister…we are 2 years apart.

He couldn't believe his ears. His face flashed with nervousness while snapping out of his stage. He cleared his throat and replied,

"I never thought I would be meeting his younger sister."

My eyebrow lifted,

"Why? I'm not popular. David Never let anyone know about his family to the Media" I said.

Mr. Ackles shook his head a bit,

"No, No. I mean I knew your brother in my senior year, we were in biology class together. But after my graduation I heard about of his huge success of his career and believe me…it's amazing I'm meeting you!

I couldn't help but smile again, "Nothing hurting there, sir, It's good to know I'm meeting a great friend on my brother's."

Mr. Ackles smiled again and cleared his throat once more and said,

"Alright now, Since it's October, are you okay of doing a little catching up from your classes?"

I nodded.

Mr. Ackles replied, "Okay that is good to know. Let me print out your classes and I will let your teachers know that you are an official San Romero Student. "

Nodding again with excitement, "Thank you so much, sir, I can't wait."

I really couldn't. I was so happy to be back in school and this time I will not let you down, brother. I promise.

In a few seconds the printer was done. Mr. Ackles grabbed the paper and passed it to me, I looked over the classes. My first class is in science with Mr….PADALECKI?!

My heart stopped.

Isn't Padalecki the guy who played Sam in Supernatural or is it just a normal guy with the same last name?

Mr. Ackles asked, "Is there any questions?"

Snapping out of my trance from the name, I looked back at him and said,

"No sir, Thank you, but I do have one thing to ask. Please keep my name to a minimum, I don't like having so much attention from people, if you know what I mean?"

Mr. Ackles replied, "Sure thing."

Almost departing from his office, I shook his hand again, He was very kind to instructed me where the science room would be. I couldn't shake it off but is Mr. Padalecki gonna look like the actor or not?

I was sending chills down my spine, I really needed that to stop thinking too many questions like im Fangirling.

Taking a left down the hallway, on the right was a large room, I wasn't so impressed. I was not much into computer technology while growing up because I was more fond to art and books. I took another left which was the science hallway. I nodded and looked for 122B Room.

Another thought came to my mind,

"How is San Romero this big with so much classes in one Hallway and another Hallway is another subject?"

I stopped and noticed the room slot. I felt all my happiness and Joy sank to nervousness and butterflies. I felt like I wanted to puke before reaching for the doorknob. I gulped down so hard. I mean at least the principal understood my concern Because having a relative that is a Hot celebrity is hard. I don't mind people, it's the thought of them wanting to be all over me, screaming their lungs out, tearing me limb from limb. And once again I sent chills down my spine. I took a deep breath and look down.

"David….please give me strength. I'm so nervous.

Without Noticing, My hand gripped the doorknob firmly. I felt my heartbeat slowing down.

Was this really a good idea?

I turned the knob slightly and it open. Thinking maybe if I open more slow I would appear as a ghost in a horror flick. I looked up and saw numerous people looking straight at me. I looked over the small desk by the corner. A Tall man with short dark brown hair, wearing a white shirt, brown tie and black pants came to me and gave me his hand. My eyes wanted to pop out of my sockets. My headroom teacher looks like SAM!

A voice screamed into my head, "what the freaking hell is going on here?!"

I quickly gave him mine and shook it politely.

Mr. Padalecki said, "It's Nice to meet you, Julianna. I heard you were coming."

Mr. Padalecki turned me to face front of the class. 5 rows of students looking at me.

Now I felt like I wanted to pass out. Yep, I'm the new girl, can't wait to hear your insults!

The back of the room was noticing me more than anyone. One girl on the right, more or less a goth but more of a hippie was sitting next a giant guy that looked more Viking-ish. She looked at me like she was reading every inch of me. A weird feeling or was is it curious?

A cheerleader with blonde hair with ponytails at each side was giving me a smirk, like I became on her death list from that. She was sitting near a guy more of my height and had 4 eyebrow rings on his left and very dark hair, I have to say he most be a goth with all that white make up. He looked like he came out of The Beetlejuice movie except his style was more better. I'm guessing he is her boyfriend or brother, maybe. Sitting beside him we're 2 guys. Same height, one had red spiky hair, very tall style and the other one was more like a Grease dude. I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't move my face. The last guy on the left was a tall man, no piercings but black clothes, very slim, and his paleness was unique than mine. Noticing his hair was short, dark black. He looked at me with his hand under his chin. His golden yellow eyes pierced through me….I felt relaxed. I looked up and smiled like I just won an award, or something.

Mr. Padalecki patted my shoulder, "Is there anything you would like to tell us about yourself?"

Thinking of what to say but I had a lot I wanted to tell but I will just keep it classic. I swung my hands together in front of my stomach.

"Well..I um..I just moved back to my old house down the road. I traveled a lot of places with my family which sometimes It is….very lame and all."

I nervously chuckled while my hand was itching behind my hand. A girl on the left side of the class, wearing the exact cheerleading outfit with a football jock wrapping his arm around her shoulder, her fingers careless extract his hand away from her. She smiled while curling her brown hair with her finger.

"Oh, Wow, another freak in this joint. Tell me is your head any stupid like a Pumpkin?" She said with Sarcasm.

Everyone bursted out laughing except the people in the back saw me. I felt an irritated flush in me. I looked over back at her,

"You know Pumpkins were used to scare off the evil spirits during October. But I'm guessing you got your warts removed in time."

Everyone started laughing again, she was looking around and The jock chuckled a bit. She shoved his shoulder. Mr. Padalecki polity asked to stop, but no one was quite listening. The Girl with the pontyails came up to me with a smile, she grabbed my hand and escorted me to an empty seat near the man with the yellow eyes. Once I got seated, I couldn't move. I thought if I sit beside him, what if he gets really uneasy?

"Don't worry, he won't bite. By the way that was an awesome come back you did. I'm Juliet. Welcome to San Romero."

My eyes followed her, she was already back in her seat. I took a deep breath and sat down. Sliding my backpack to my legs, placing my hands together, landing them gently on the desk. I looked around cautiously. I was figuring out to calm myself but nothing was working. What a great day to start so far and I already got insulted by a CHEERLEADER. I looked over my left side, it was the hippie girl, actually seeing her up close her fashion was not all that bad. I mean still a hippie style but mix with modern era design. I like it. I leaned over a bit and tap on her desk. She turned to see me, I gave her a little wave with a smile, she smiled back. That's a relief sec, at least she wasn't gonna insult me.

She leaned over to my shoulder and whisper,

"wicked way to help you get positive vibes back. I'm Mariska."

"Nice to meet you, too."

The Viking guy came up behind mean, leaning down and looking at me side to side, I felt like I wanted to slide down my chair as a puddle. Mariska scoffed at him.

"Vikke, Leave her alone!"

Vikke grunted and went back to seat, mumbling. The red spike dude and Grease dude turned to face me.

Mariska cleared her throat,

"Spike is Zed and this is Lewis, and yes he does love his hair like that."

Lewis cleared his throat, "I love it because she loves it."

Zed chuckled while Mariska hit Lewis's shoulder.

I started to chuckle as well with Zed.

"I really like it, too," I said.

I look over to the man on my right, he was till looking sad with his hand under his chin.

Mariska whispered, "That's Pitch. He's having a rough time at the moment. Is he a hunk or what?"

Mariska couldn't help but grin. Pitch snapped his finger to tell Mariska to shut up. Mariska eyes rolled with a frown and turned her face to Mr. Padalecki. I quickly thought of an idea. I grabbed a pencil and paper from my small notebook I keep in my pocket. Always come pepared of something. I wrote small message and passed it on to his desk. I retrieved my hand quickly because Mr. Padalecki almost caught me. Pitch lifted his eyebrow at the note, his eye looked at me but I didn't notice. He carefully took the note and unfolded it.

"Hi, Pitch. It's very nice to meet you and your friends. Please don't let your bad day ruin your time to make it a good day, Like your friends are making me feel welcome. I hope I get to talk to you more when your better."

Pitch's eyes widen a bit. He never received a note from a girl. He looked at me again and nodded gently.

**Hey guys, I hope you enjoy my first chapter. Next chapter will be up This coming Monday.**