A/N: So I know I should be working on my other story, but I saw DOAWK 2 last night, and I just wanted to write the book/movie crossover. I think Devon Bostick is SOOOO CUTE! I'm just saying. He's really my favorite part of the movie...

But anyways, I know that it's a little cliché, but I'm mostly writing about Rodrick. I liked him in the movie because you could see his sensitive side, so I hope to accomplish a transformation. LOL. I also loved his driving.

So I don't own the movies or the books, but I have read and seen them all, and I luff them, and I'm a little old for them.

Chapter 1

Erica POV

I took a deep breath before stepping into Plainview High. My heart was pounding, my hands were shaking, and my stomach was doing a series of gymnastics routines. It was a big school, and I was a new student. I was going to be a Junior, but people were going to think of me as a Senior since I was taking mostly Senior's classes. Yeah, I'm pretty smart.

Finally, I walked to the quad. Cliques dominated. I could see the popular cheerleaders with their jock boyfriends, the goth kids, the nerds, the outcasts, and of course, the rebels. I don't know why, but I had to watch the rebels. They were rocking out to their iPods, and a couple of them were wearing shirts that said,"Löded Diper" on them. I had to hide my snickering underneath my hand. Hopefully none of them saw me.

I looked around for the office, and after scanning the area, I found it.

"Hello, can I help you?" a nice looking lady asked. I looked at her name tag and saw her name was Scarlet Meyers.

"Yeah, I'm a transfer student, and I was supposed to meet with the principal for my schedule and a student helper?" I asked.

She nodded. "You must be Erica Waters. Right this way," she directed while standing up. I followed her through an elaborate maze, and finally reached the principal's office. The secretary knocked on the door, and he answered.

"Hello, come in!" he greeted loudly, ushering me in his tiny little room. I sat down in one of the seats. "So, what can I do for you?"

"I'm Erica Waters-" I began before he interrupted me.

"Ahh, yes! I'm Mr. Denny. How are you? Your dad talked to me on the phone. Very nice man!" he exclaimed. This guy had a small resemblance to Santa Claus – he was a big, jubilant man. Just without the long, white beard, and with a thick pair of glasses.

I smiled. "Yeah, my dad's pretty cool."

My appreciation for my dad had grown over the past couple of years. He and my mom got a divorce when I was five, and my biological mom died just a couple of months ago. That was why we moved. Dad couldn't stand to stay in the same house that the two had started out in, so we moved to start fresh. I'd been living with him for basically my whole life.

"So here's your schedule," he grunted while handing a piece of paper across the desk.

"Thank you," I replied while grabbing it. Hmm. I had math first, and gym right after. Fun.

"So as for your student helper, we usually assign each transfer student with another that has the most similar schedule. The name of your student helper is Rodrick Heffley. Now, unfortunately, Rodrick is a bit of a troublemaker..." he trailed off, looking a little frustrated. "I'm sorry, he was the only one who's taking Beginning Guitar..."

I shook my head. "It's fine. I just need someone who knows the building."

Mr. Denny chuckled. "Oh, Rodrick knows the building alright..."

It was then when I began to get a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"I'll go get him from the quad. Hold on for a couple of minutes," Mr. Denny instructed.

I nodded and looked around. His office was cluttered with pictures of his son and wife, paperwork, and several yearbooks from the past, going back as far as the 80's. Wow. Mr. Denny was pretty old.

After I got bored, I looked at my schedule. So math was first, then gym. Next, I had social studies, science, then finally lunch. The final periods were guitar, English, and then Spanish. Not horrible, although I'd prefer to have math after lunch.

"I didn't do anything this time, I swear!" I heard a person say. I looked back, and there was Mr. Denny dragging a guy into his office.

"I know, Rodrick. This visit is on more pleasant circumstances. Please, sit down," Mr. Denny responded firmly.

He rolled his eyes, but sat down next to me. "Who's this chick?"

My eyes flashed. Chick? Excuse me?

"This is Erica Waters, she's a new student. You're going to help her around the building. You two have every class together, so you're going to bring her to every class." Mr. Denny stared at Rodrick. "If she does not get to the right class or if you help her ditch, you are going to be in serious trouble."

I looked away, hoping Rodrick wouldn't kill me for getting him in so much trouble.

He gave Mr. Denny a wide-eyed look. "You want me to help a new student? I barely know my schedule. It's the first day of school."

Mr. Denny shrugged. "Well, then walk it through before classes start. You have ten minutes."

Rodrick looked me over, top to bottom. I gave him a weird look that he ignored. Finally, he took a big breath. "Fine. What's in it for me?"

Mr. Denny put on a bargaining face. "If you can get Erica to her classes safely and kindly, I'll give you free admission to football games."

Rodrick laughed. "I don't even go to football games."

The principal shrugged. "That's all I can offer. You're being required to do this anyways."

Rodrick sighed. "Fine, let's go." I grabbed by bag and followed him out of the office.

"Thanks for helping me," I added. He grunted in response.

I had the feeling that this would be an interesting day.

Ok, so where I'm going with this, I really don't know. You can kind of assume what will happen, but I'm going to try include Greg and Rowley in it more. So um yeah. R&R if you want.

-Venus