Hi! Let's start by saying that I ship Trenda, so yeah. First real fanfiction but it doesn't mean it's bad. Please give it a try! Leave comments! Oh and I'm latin so if there's grammar mistakes tell me too. Okay, enjoy and let me know what you think :)

Chapter 1: Brenda's POV

I wake up to the sound of the shower. Must be Jorge waking up early as usual. I hop off my bed, though is pretty much just a mattress with white blankets on the floor, and stretch my body a bit. I hear the sound of a lock changing and Jorge gets out of my bathroom.

"You look shity hermana" he laughs as he takes a look at me.

"Shut up asswhole! I just woke up" I puch him in the arm.

He laughs and answers "You better get used to waking up early again, school's in 20, darling"

Shet, I'm late. I run to the bathroom, wash my face, my teeths and jump in the tab. Then I close the curtain and take off my pijamas. I really hate school, I don't wanna go and be social. I was homeschooled since I joined the FBI and graduated when I was 16. I'm nineteen now and the FBI has become my life. I'm only going to this stupid school to investigate someone closely, to learn every single thing I can.

Ten minutes later I put on a white shirt, some old riped jeans and a pair of black doc martens. Even though it's just the beginning of school year, it's kinda cloudy outside, so I grab my black leather jacket, my bag, keys and leave.

I arrive at school and step off my babe, my bike. I put my helmet inside my seat and look around. There're some chicks looking at me, dudes chatting, some walking, running, laughing. God I forgot how annoying high school kids are.

After getting my new schedule I go over to my locker and open it. It's like the usual ones but with a little screen, kind of like a tablet, that says FBI on it. I keep looking inside and find the instructions. This is going to be fun, I get to face time with my boss, please notice the sarcasm. I leave some notebooks, which are full with suspects' information, and walk to my first class.

Once I get there I sit at the very back to get a good look at everyone. Aris, one of the suspects I came here for, is in every single class I've got. So I look around. The first face I recognize is Minho's, he's the football team's leader, Aris is in it too. Next comes Rachel's face, she's cheerleader captain and Aris's girl. And finally another group comes into the classroom. Teresa, who is involved with both of my suspects, Frypan, he's friends with a suspect too, and Aris, my guy. It might take a while but I need to become one of them, to get close to them.

I keep looking at them from time to time during class. They look back as if gossiping about me, typical popular kids. This is gonna be a long and hard year.

"I'm Gally" a guy steps in front of me as I go for the door.

I just wanted to go to my locker and read about this world a bit more, but no. This little I-can-interrupt-anyone's-business dude had to stop me.

"Good for you. Now if you'll excuse me" I say as start towards the door again.

He grabs my wrist, hard. He seems to notice and let's me go "Sorry, just wanted you to introduce yourself"

"Savannah Melville" I answer. That's not my real name, though the FBI chose a really cool fake name.

After chatting with my boss, I realize I'm late for class. First day and I'm already late, great.

I open the door to find a boy writing on the board. I recognize his face, he's suspect number two. Thomas. He's come here since freshman year, also in the football team. He looked fine in the pictures but he looks way more than fine in person. Did I really just think that? The hell is wrong with me? I snap out of my thoughts and head for the first seat I find.

"And your reason for being late is..." a woman, probably around her forties, asks by the teacher's desk.

"Um, I was" my voice comes out kinda husky so I clear my throat "I had to pee"

I mentally slap myself. Really? Was that the best I could do? I'm an idiot.

The teacher shushes all the laughs and comments on my confession and says "Then remember to go to the bathroom during reeses. Now everyone quiet down" and she starts reading aloud.

I take a glimpse at Thomas again and he's looking straight at me. He's truly hotter in real life. I look back and he raises an eyebrow with a wanna-stare-battle? look. I've never been able to raise one eyebrow only, so I just nod. I'm not gonna lose against this guy. We stay like that for a few minutes till something hits me in the back of my head. I look away and he wins.

I find a crumbled paper on the floor, pick it up and read it. This must have been what hit me, but who the heck send this?

"Savannah Melville would you like to read us what's on that paper?" she asks angrier than before.

"Not really" I answer simply. This woman hates me already.

"Read it" she orders loudly.

"You asked for it" I warn "New girl: I bet ya were doing more than just peeing. Maybe some touching or squeezing? Ps: welcome to the sweet torture of being a newbie" I snicker a little. These jerks really think I care. They don't know who they're messing with.

"Who wrote that?" the teacher asks, no one answers "No more games. Leave your new classmate alone. You Savannah stay quiet" she turns around and starts reading again.

And so I do.

"Chillax muchacha, you had a long day" Jorge says as I throw myself in bed.

"Best idea I've hear today" I sigh and relax.

We stay silent for a couple of minutes and I love it. I love the comfort I feel around him, it's so pure. Jorge understands me, always. He's's my gal, my rock, I don't know what I would do without him.

"Not to ruin your peaceful little moment but I wanted to tell you something" he sits beside me.

"Anything hermano" I laugh and sit up.

"You need something more to get close to them. Watch them 24/7. Remember their families might be involved even more than them. Your priority right now is Aris, okay? Thomas is Newt's, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't watch out for him"

"Got that" I wink "When ya leaving?"

"Tomorrow. I'll be back next week. Don't miss me hermana" he kisses my forehead.

"Impossible" I answer sweetly as I watch him leave the room.

Jorge is one of the only soft spots I got. I like it though, makes me more human, makes me hold on. He's been there for me since my parents died and I cannot thank him enough. I was young by then but somehow I immediately understood he's a man of trust. My head hurts from all the thinking and planning. I came to a conclusion today: I gotta be one of them. I'll have to dress like a bitch for Aris to notice me, he's the biggest jerk in the team. Oh god.

I hope you guys liked it! It's kinda short but they'll be longer. Remember to leave feedbacks!

-M