Kennedy Sutherland was a junior at Oak Hills High School. Thanks to her family, she was instantly labelled as a 'popular' kind of girl. She was born into money, she was also slim, had blue eyes and long, thick, luscious blonde hair. She always looked fantastic, and never missed a beat. She was an honor roll student, which made her seem under pressure. Kennedy was also a part of a youth group, tutoring programs, along with working part time at the library and volunteering at an animal shelter.

"Kiki, you look absolutely fantastic," Jennifer smiled as Kennedy walked up to her locker. "Those jeans plus your legs equal, ugh."

Kennedy smiled as she looked at her friend. She was beautiful – in the non-conventional kind of way. "How has your day been? I've barely seen you."

"I skipped first because Brandon wanted to, y'know," Jennifer giggled. Brandon was another popular guy who was constantly sleeping around – not that Jennifer really cared – as long as he came back to her at the end of the day. "What about you?"

"Just class really. I've got a tutoring session after last class." She shrugged as she piled some books into her locker, just to take more out. Kennedy took out the books she needed to use to tutor someone in the library. She didn't want to have to detour back.

"You're so smart, Kike. How did you get so smart?" Ella smiled as she popped up next to Jennifer. Jennifer and Ella were like best friends – and Kennedy was sort of a third wheel when she took them up on their offers of hanging out.

"By going to class, girls." Kennedy giggled as she shut her locker. "Text me later,yeah? Could catch up tomorrow."

"What about tonight?" Ella pouted, looking at her.

Jennifer turned to her, almost as if it was a sin for Ella to not know Kennedy's schedule. "She has to tutor someone." Ella shrugged as the two walked away, arm in arm. Kennedy leant back onto her locker, watching the sea of students go by. She wondered how she got to be in this position of power. She was aware that everyone knew that her mother was the retired popstar, and her father was an author, but besides that, what more was there? She wanted to be able to fly under the radar, wear clothes twice in a row because she liked the way they looked on her. She wanted to be able to wear sweatpants when she felt like absolute crap thanks to her period, and just go days without make-up. Thanks to her popular status, none of that was possible.

Kennedy sighed as she straightened herself up, and then went walking to her last class – only to find that it was cancelled. Kennedy let out another sigh, but decided she'd go to the library and see if there was anything that needed to be done – otherwise she'd start up on her homework before her tutoring session.

She walked into the library and spoke to Mrs Hao, who was incredibly flattered that Kennedy wanted to assist, but made it clear that homework came first.

"Kennedy, no! Homework!" Mrs Hao spoke gently, but passionately.

"But Mrs-" Kennedy tried to persuade her.

"Don't but Mrs Hao me! You do your homework, then maybe, maybe there will be something for you to do!"

Kennedy sighed . She liked helping Mrs Hao – she always had interesting stories about her hometown in Korea. "Fine, but leave some books for me to put away." Kennedy smiled weakly as she walked over to the other side of the library – it was much quieter. There was natural sunlight, along with more table space. Kennedy grabbed one of the Mac laptops that the school provided, and turned it on at her table, before plugging it in.

She signed onto the school's own instant messaging service. ' kiki.x ' has logged on. There were only a few other people on, none of which she really spoke to. She plugged her headphones into her iPod,and pressed shuffle. She was surprisingly pleased when her 'different' music began to flow into her ears. Kennedy saw something pop up on the screen through her peripheral vision, and she looked up. She raised an eyebrow.

Jon_is_Good: don't you have class or something

kiki.x: apparently not, hence why i'm on this, haha

Kennedy shrugged – she usually got messages from random people around school. She was about to look back down at her work, when the person messaged her back.

Jon_is_Good: oh, you're the nerdy one near the windows then?

kiki.x: that would be me, then who are you?

Kennedy looked around - there was no-one around. She shrugged – probably someone being an idiot – which at her school, wasn't a rare occurrence.

Jon_is_Good: i'm in hiding, wanna play hide and seek?

kiki.x: you're funny. are you going to let me do my work, or are you going to be my source of entertainment until my student comes in?

Jon_is_Good: you have a student, yet you are a student? Are you sure you're popular?

kiki.x: pretty sure I am, kiddo. What's something about you that I wouldn't know from looking at you?

Jon_is_Good: that I'm absolutely sexy and that you're out of my league.

Kennedy let out a laugh, to which 'jon_is_good' messaged back without a response – almost as if he was close enough to hear her laugh, which was quite soft.

Jon_is_Good: good to see I can make a popular girl laugh. Tell me, cheetos or doritos?

Kennedy heard crunching - it wasn't too far away. She didn't want to get up from where she was though, she was sort of enjoying this mystery person.

kiki.x: hmm, how about watermelon?

Jon_is_good: im gonna let that one slide only because you're gorgeous

: aw, you're too cute. Only if I could actually see who you were.

Jon_is_Good: you pass me every day in the hall, and you don't know who I am, unacceptable

Kennedy shook her head and refused to reply. Soon enough he sent back another message.

Jon_is_Good: this is my last message before you consider responding (snob) row 6, non-fiction, table 5. I'll be waiting (impatiently)

Kennedy looked at the message. Was he being serious? She decided to send one of her own.

kiki.x: as much as I'd love to stay and chat, I do have work to get done

Jon_is_Good: That's okay, I'll just watch you creepily while you do until you actually come find me. It's not too hard. It's almost like you just look up, and BAM

Kennedy found herself looking up, and half expecting someone to be there. She saw someone playing video games on their home laptop, and she saw someone with a smirk on their face. He had a beanie on, and he had fluffy light brown/dark blonde hair. She smiled to herself.

kiki.x: take the beanie off, fool.

She watched as he pulled a face and shook his head violently, almost angrily. She laughed to herself before sending a final message.

kiki.x: I'm logging off to actually do something – if you want to talk to me, you obviously know where I am.