T.J. Detweiler walked into his freshman Biology class first period on this day, his first day of high school. He searched the room for any his friends from middle school but found none, there were two middle schools in the city and apparently everyone in this class had gone to the other one, that or the private school just outside of town which TJ had heard most kids transferred out of the first chance they got. Anyways that was when the teacher came in.

"Alright guys just sit down anywhere; I'll assign seats later after I take attendance. Also in case it isn't written down on your schedules I'm Mr. Cooper" The teacher introduced.

He looked a little young to be a teacher, maybe only in his mid-twenties; it had to only be his first or second year working. Still maybe a young teacher was just what the class needed, all the way through elementary and middle school it was rare to find a teacher under the age of sixty. Not to mention that if you did get a teacher younger than that it wasn't by much and they were generally pretty mean. Of course they weren't all like that but most were. T.J. was snapped out of his thoughts when Mr. Cooper got to his name quickly on the attendance list

"Theodore Jasper Detweiler" he called

"Here and its T.J. sir" T.J. responded to which his teacher gave a nod and moved onto the next student.

T.J. paid attention during the rest of the roll call, wanting to pick up on as many names as possible. But then as it seemed Mr. Cooper was getting to the end of the list one of the names made T.J. freeze.

"Ashley Spinelli"

His blood ran cold, Spinelli? She had moved away right after sixth grade, granted only to the other side of town but still he hadn't seen her since. How could he have missed her? How could he have looked all around this room and not noticed her?

"Here"

T.J. whirled his head in the direction of the voice and located the girl it belonged to. It was a girl who he had seen earlier but didn't think anything of her, but now that he knew who she was he wondered why he hadn't. Sure she looked different then she did the last time he saw her, she was obviously taller and her hair was pulled to the side in one pony tail which hung over her left shoulder. She wore a short sleeved teal shirt and long jeans, also her oversized steel toed boots had been replaced with a pair of black sneakers which seemed to actually fit her. But she still had this look about her, first off T.J. was amazed that he hadn't recognized her by her face but even putting that aside there was still something about her, something he couldn't quite name but whatever it was he just knew that this girl on the other side of the room really was his old friend Spinelli.

Oh you have got to be kidding me

That's what Gretchen Grundler was thinking when she walked into her first period honor's Algebra class only to see that none other than Vince LaSalle was in there. Of all the honor's classes he might have qualified for, of all the classes they could've been put in, they were put into one together. Gretchen noticed when Vince rolled his eyes at the sight of her but she only continued on her way and found a seat, as far away from him as possible. Sure they used to be friends, key word 'used' to. They hadn't spoken since April of seventh grade and neither of them had any intention of making amends. The problem was that each blamed the other for what had happened between them and to anyone who didn't know them the thought of not speaking for a year and a half now over the last five seconds of a basketball game might seem pretty stupid, but it wasn't just the game they were mad about.

The thing was that Gretchen had never been much of an athlete, ever. The most athletic thing she ever accomplished was winning that yo-yo competition back in fourth grade. But the seventh grade team needed one more player to play in the middle school intermural game and since it was just for fun against the eighth graders, Gretchen had allowed Vince to talk her into playing. The problem was that Vince was team captain and since he knew Gretchen's athletic skills weren't exactly great, he kept her away from the ball as much as possible. If on the off chance she did get it she was to pass to another player immediately, she was not allowed to dribble as Vince believed she would lose the ball and she defiantly, absolutely, under any circumstance was not allowed to shoot. But in the last five seconds of the game the seventh grader's needed just one basket to get ahead and win and Gretchen had the ball. Despite Vince screaming at her to pass the ball to him she took a shot… and she missed. After the game Vince blamed Gretchen for their loss and shouted that she didn't listen to him. While Gretchen argued that had Vince just given her a chance or actually taught her how to play she wouldn't have missed the shot. In the end Gretchen started giving Vince the silent treatment and since they had pretty much grown apart already anyways she just never had a reason to stop.

Oh well each of them knew that sooner or later they would be forced to interact again but just because they had to sit in the same class all freshman year they did not have to talk to each other.

Ashley Spinelli stopped by her locker after Biology to leave her textbook from her first class in there and was about to shut the door when someone appeared next her.

"Hey you're in Biology with me right?" The boy asked a little nervously

"And you fallowed me to my locker" Ashley replied in a voice that sounded as if she was confused by it. Of course she wasn't, if it was a random stranger then she would be but she knew this guy, they used to be friends and secretly she was happy to see that he wasn't ignoring her when he easily could.

However judging by his face after her reply he didn't really get that she was just messing with him so she gave him a smile.

"It's good to see you Teej" she said which came as a relief to T.J., for a split second he thought she didn't remember him.

"You to Spinelli" he said

"I actually go by Ashley now" Spinelli said a bit awkwardly, she never meant to stop going by her last name but when she moved and there weren't any annoying Ashley's and a few teachers for some reason couldn't pronounce her last name it just didn't stick.

T.J. on the other hand was taken by surprise upon hearing that but then again she hadn't told Mr. Cooper to call her by her last name so he nodded.

"Ok Ashley got it" T.J. said and with that the bell for the next class rang and each of them rushed off in a separate direction.