Chapter One: Sneak Peak

Shuffling my feet to the car, my impatient Aunt Shanae beeped her horn; signaling me to move faster. I rolled my eyes and continued walking at my own speed. When I got into the car she looked at me with a frown.

"Now I know this is hard for you, but the hard part will be over soon." She said trying to comfort my horrible mood. I just responded with a small smile and nodded, then turned my face to the window.

The sky filled with a light shade of gray, and peeks of sunlight tried to peer threw the clouds. It was about a 10 minute drive and we arrived to my new school. As the car came to a stop I paused before getting out. My eyes were glimpsing around the view of the school. Other students were arriving, walking from the student parking lot. Most of them walked in pairs, or groups. I let out a sigh before opening the door and dragging my unwillingly self out of the car.

"Good luck."

"Thanks Shanae." I said with a smile before pushing the door shut. A wind blew and gave me a shiver. Wrapping my hands around my arms I walked slowly to the doors of the school.

Inside the school there were students everywhere, all either at their lockers or standing off to the side socializing. I took myself down the halls, keeping an eye out for the main office. I felt so out of place and lost, and it must of looked that way because people did nothing but stare when I walked by. Nervously, I ran my fingers through my dark brown hair and tried to speed up my pace. Soon enough, I found the door that labeled MAIN OFFICE. I opened the door and gave a sigh of relief.

"May I help you dear?" kindly asked the lady at the desk.

I nodded, "Um… yeah. This is my first day and I don't have a schedule."

She smiled and searched threw the folders on her side, "Mmm, here we are," she said while she took out a paper and handed it to me.

"Your first class is just down the hall, it's the second door on the right. But, if you'd like I could take you down there myself."

"Yes please." I replied fast.

She chuckled and got off her chair and led me out the door and down the hall. When we reached the door it seemed that class has already started.

"Excuse me Mr. Brooks." The lady said politely as she knocked on the side of the door. "We have your new student right here." She looked at me and gestured her hand for me to come forward.

I walked nervously into the class and I could feel the eyes of all the students on me. Mr. Brooks took the paper the office lady handed to him and nodded.

"Thank you Mrs. Ferm." Said Mr. Brooks, the lady nodded and walked out.

"Okay," the teacher muttered as he read the paper, "Maycee Hue, is it?" he asked looking at me threw his thick lined glasses.

"Yes." I whispered silently.

"Don't be shy now dear, go take a seat over next to Sasha."

I followed the path of his finger to the empty desk that was next to the girl called Sasha.

With eyes still watching my every move, I uneasily took a seat. Looking around the room people was finally turning their attention away from me. I starred at the board, Mr. Brooks was writing on, blankly.

"So you're new right?" whispered someone next to me.

I turned my head and saw it was the dark red head called Sasha. "Yeah." I whispered back nervously.

"You're American?" she asked, still whispering.

"Yeah." I repeated.

She giggled quietly and shook her head, "do you know any other words?"

I gave a friendly smile, "sure do."

"Wow, two words now?" she giggled out.

I laughed silently with her; maybe this wouldn't be so bad. At least someone was talking to me. "Sorry," I apologized with a smile.

"It's alright, so what's your next class?"

"Um," I mumbled while taking a peek at my schedule. "Biology, Pre Cal, and then lunch."

She was about to say something until Mr. Brooks interrupted.

"Excuse me ladies, but I assure you this isn't the time for socializing. Your test is coming up and I'm sure you don't want to fail it. Do you have these notes down girls?" he said with a strong tone.

"Sure do Mr. B." Sasha said relaxed while she held up her note book.

He hesitantly raised his eye brows and turned his head, and his stinging eyes, at me.

"And you Miss Hue?"

I just looked at him blandly and shook my head. "I'm sorry, but I don't have them down yet."

"Well," he shook his head, "seeing this is your first day I'll let you off with a warning Miss Hue. I don't know how you people act in the states but, here in England we don't tolerate slackers." Mr. Brooks said calmly, but harshly. "Now, I don't mean to be a bloke to you Miss Hue, just know that I don't put up with non-sense. Do I make myself clear?"

I nodded, "yes sir." My voice was soft and shaky.

He gave one nod and turned back to the board.

"Maycee," the teacher began again, "do you mind giving me all the countries that were Allies in World War II?"

Tapping my pencil nervously on my desk I began to think.

"Um… The big four of the Allies were: England, America, France, and the Soviet Union. The other Allied nations included: New Zealand, Australia, Belgium, Greece, Denmark, Bolivia, Mexico, Netherlands, Brazil, Norway, Canada, Poland, South Africa, China, and… Yugoslavia."

After I finished Mr. Brooks turned away from the board and focused his attention back at me. He grinned a little and nodded pleasingly.

"Well, I guess I won't be seeing much slack from you after all Miss Hue." His enlightened tone made me relax.

"Nope." I said with a proud tone. He smiled and began writing on the board.

I began copying the notes that were already written on the board and Sasha leaned closer to my desk.

"So the American can talk." She said friendly.

"Yeah." I replied with my one work answer while jotting down in my note book.

"Uh!" she groaned.

I turned my head to her and smiled, "we'll talk at lunch?"

She smiled and nodded.

My next two classes were awkward and boring. Bio was simply a recap of last year, and Pre Cal was going to be a small challenge, but I'll cope. Overall, the beginning of this first day was going fairly well. Everyone seems to have something to ask, and I have something to ask back. By lunch, I got my tray and found Sasha waving her hand to get my attention.

When I got to the table she patted on the stool next to her and I took a seat. She introduced me to all her friends at the table.

"This is Zach, Reyna, Jennifer, Kane, Taylor, and Josh." As she spoke each name, she pointed to the person.

Zach had black hair and a perfect shade of green eyes, Reyna was an average blonde, with big pretty blue eyes, Jennifer looked like one of the smarter ones; red curly hair and hazel eyes behind glasses, Kane had dark brown hair that fell to his face, and the one eye that wasn't hidden behind his hair was a gray. Taylor had cool hair; bleached blonde hair with brown hair layered underneath, and Josh was the jock looking; muscles, short brown hair and brown eyes.

"So, how's the first day so far?" Sasha asked as she popped a chip into her mouth.

"Good I guess." I replied while I stirred my peas around on my plate.

"Not very convincing," kindly said Taylor.

I looked at her and smiled, "yeah I know."

"It'll get better." Sasha said with a convincing smile.

I nodded and moved my eyes around the room; examining everything in the room. The noise level was typical, loud. Across the room was one table, with only one person sitting at it. And he wasn't just any person; he was a good looking one. I starred at him aimlessly, examining everything I could see. His hair was kind of like Kanes; his bangs fell in front of his face. Except his hair wasn't the same color, more of a light brown, and then the bangs that fell in front of his face was bleached perfectly blonde. He was writing something in his notebook, with his lunch tray pushed to the side. When I started to watch him more closely it was like he could see that I was starring, because he stopped writing, and then slowly lifted his head from his tablet and his eyes were starring straight at mine.

Something told me to look away but I just froze and kept my eyes locked to his. After a couple seconds I pulled my head away from his view and dropped my eyes to the plate in front of me. After a couple seconds I peeked my eyes back up to see if he was still starring; he wasn't. I put my head back in the view of everyone at the table; no one was paying attention though. They were each caught up with something with each other. After awhile I went to throw my tray away and sat back down waiting patiently for the bell to sound. But the only thing racing threw my mind was the mysterious boy that sat alone. I turned my head to get a quick glimpse at him and when I turned my view to him he caught me to the punch; he was starring directly at me with an attractive smirk on his face. Quickly, I tore my eyes away from his view and looked at Sasha.

Curiosity got the best of me, "who's that?" I asked her.

"Who's who?" she said dazed.

"The boy who is sitting alone; he's across the room."

She started to scan the room and finally got who I was talking about. She turned her gaze back to me and a grin wiped across her smooth face, "that's Dougie Poynter." She said slowly.

"What's with the dramatic tone?" I pointed out.

"Well, he's a mystery really. Good looking… very good looking." She corrected, "But he's a weird one. Gets in trouble a lot, and picked on sometimes."

"Don't he have any friends?" I asked while looking at him.

"Yeah.." she said hesitantly, "but I really don't know why he's sitting alone, see--he's a weird one."

"No." I disagreed, "just, like you said, a mystery." I gave her smile and looked back at the boy across the room.



to be conintued in chapter two: any clues? REEVVIEEEWW!