Disclaimer: as hard as I am trying, I still don't own these characters… damn! Sadly, they belong to his majesty, the creator of the X Files universe and beyond; Chris carter. Who knows? Maybe one day I will create a show with characters as awesome as Mulder and scully; (if it's even possible?) then Chris carter will write fan fiction!! (Evil laugh).

Summary: scully is transferred to a new school at the start of her junior year. She has to contend with the head cheerleader, try to please her English teacher; Mr. Skinner, survive biology with a 'spooky' lab partner, avoid the three school geeks and face the biggest challenge of all; fitting into a new school. She's gonna have one hell of a year.

Summary: I felt like writing some overly dramatic, politically incorrect, utterly mindless fan fiction… so here it is! No idea where I'm going with this, so it will go where ever it takes me. Thanks go to those who saved me from my fatal disease: writers block. And of course to those who read and/or review my other stories, you Guys ROCK my little green alien socks off! (Yes, I own a pair!) Enjoy!

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She stood out the front of the school gates, entirely unimpressed with her situation. Oh yes, Dana scully was not happy. Her father was a navy captain; that meant constantly moving from base to base, but this time was different. This was their last move; Ahab had requested to be given a new posting in a permanent location. It was admirable to make a decision like this for his family, Dana understood that. Doesn't mean she has to like it, yep, this definitely sucked beyond recognition. It wasn't so bad for her older brother or sister; bill could walk into a room and everyone would love him, instant popularity; he had the looks, the charisma and the athletic physique. Melissa had it easier, she was the free spirit of the family, she could go into a new school and have brand new friends clinging to her by the end of the day. Dana's younger brother was too young to care; he was still in primary school.

Dana was the odd ball. Her hair was bright red, redder than anyone else in her family; she had clear skin and fairly straight teeth, but she was a small person, in fact she was quite short for her age. She was fairly independent and very intelligent, but at the same time she was quite shy and she had trouble opening up to people emotionally. She was the one who had the most trouble fitting in.

'Oh well, one small step' she thought as she stepped into the school courtyard. She hugged her folder into her chest, listening to her converse sneakers as they walked up the stairs into the hall way of the school. There were lockers everywhere, but there were even more people than anything else. This made Dana really uncomfortable, she hated large crowds. Eventually she found her way to the student services office, getting her timetable and locker combination. Dana got into all the classes she had asked for: biology, English, chemistry, psychology, maths and history. She walked around till she found her locker, stupid thing, it wouldn't open.

"Hey, let me help you out there." A voice said from behind her. Dana turned around and was staring at someone's chest. She looked up, and was met with a very nice pair of green eyes on a sympathetic looking face. She nodded, slightly embarrassed, and moved aside to let him approach her locker. He gave it a good, solid thump just above the lock, and low and behold; it opened.

"Thank you." She said shyly.

"Um… no problem" the boy replied nervously. Scully instantly figured he didn't have much experience talking to girls. The bell rang.

"Where's your home group?" he asked as she turned to close her locker. Dana took out her time table.

"I don't know. All I know is that my home group teacher is a Mr. Skinner." Dana replied, not looking at him.

"That way," he pointed down the hall. "Two doors down."

"Thank you again" she said. She turned quickly and began running the now empty hall.

He stood for a moment and watched Dana run down the hallway. He wasn't sure why he decided to help her, but there was something about her that caught his attention. He didn't really talk to girls, not after phoebe, his primary school friend who he liked; but she turned around and used him for her own gain. No, he had lost a lot of confidence since then, but for some reason, he suddenly had a boost in self esteem. Why though?

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Dana liked her home group teacher the second she met him. He was a strict, no nonsense kind of teacher. Turns out, he was also her English teacher too. She instantly respected him because not only did his behaviour match her father's, but he also treated her like a normal person; he respected her intelligence and listened to her when she spoke. She still feared his authority too, because he enforced it in all his classes.

The class she couldn't wait for was biology. She was good at it, plain and simple. She had it on Wednesday with psychology and maths. Maths, one the other hand; was an impossible subject that she only took this year, so she could take it in her senior year. Dana knew early in life that she was destined to be a doctor, it was her dream. Unfortunately, that involved; for some stupid reason, maths. Psychology, she had never taken before, but being as brilliant as she was, she took It on as something to challenge her.

That afternoon, Dana arrived home to her waiting mother. Maggie always worried about Dana fitting in; she never worried about her grades. Dana had been averaging A's all her life.

"How was school Dana?" she asked her daughter sympathetically.

Dana paused and considered her day; she hadn't really made any new friends. But she remembered the boy who helped her with her locker, an act of kindness from a stranger. She smiled at the thought; "actually really good, mom." She said as she bounded up the stairs to her room.

Maggie was intrigued; Dana never enjoyed the first day of school, especially a new school. "Really?" she whispered to herself.

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Tuesday was similar to Monday. She sat by herself in class and during lunch. She wasn't being anti- social, she just had trouble establishing herself socially.

Wednesday rolled around, and Dana was surprised to find that she was actually late for biology. She ran to class and threw herself through the lab door just as her class was settling into their seats. She walked up to her teachers desk; "I'm sorry I'm late."

"That's alright. I was just assigning lab partners. Don't let it happen again. What's your name?" Her teacher replied. He was quite young for a biology teacher. He had brown hair and brown eyes to match.

"Dana scully?"

He looked down at the list of names in front of him. "Ah, yes, there you are. You're going to be working fox Mulder this year." He pointed to a boy sitting at a bench by himself. Scully looked over at him, his glasses sat on the end of his nose and he was fully engrossed in his text book.

"Okay, thank you." Dana said as she approached her new lab partner. He didn't acknowledge her.

"Fox Mulder?" he looked up at her and pushed his glasses back up his nose. He looked familiar. "I'm Dana scully; I've been assigned to work with you." She held out her small hand to him. She met his eyes as he shook her hand. Now she knew who he was; he was the guy who had helped her with her locker on her first day. She smiled widely, and he returned it.

"I think we've met before. Nice to meet you. Oh, and call me Mulder; I hate my first name." He said as he moved his chair over to make room for her and pulled out her stool for her.

"Well in that case, you can call me scully." She said confidently. Why was it so easy to talk to this guy? They spent the lesson talking and getting to know each other. He was quite shy, but as the lesson carried on, she could see his confidence growing. She could tell he was secretive; he avoided talking about his family. By the time the lunch bell rang, scully felt like she had made a friend.

He walked her to her locker and then to lunch. Normally scully would have been suspicious of his attentiveness; but all fears flowed away when he respectfully asked her to have lunch with him, rather than assuming she would. She didn't have anyone to eat with, so she agreed. They sat down at an empty table and began eating their lunch.

"So what other classes you got?" Mulder said, stuffing some fries in his mouth.

"Ah… English, maths, psych-" she said thoughtfully. She was interrupted when Mulder jumped in his chair. He was drinking out of his soda and made a 'just let me finish this' gesture with his hands. Scully waited for him to swallow his drink and speak rather than continuing.

"I have psychology too." He said lively.

"Oh really! Cool!" Scully said excitedly. She checked herself; she reacted perhaps a little too excitedly. She didn't want to seem too clingy to him. But she retracted that theory when he replied.

"Yeah I know! Do you mind if I sit next to you in that class too?" He said cautiously.

"Nah, go for it. It gives me someone to talk too.

He smiled at her. She suddenly had a battalion of butterflies in her stomach. It was weird; she was slightly nervous but still totally comfortable with him looking at her like that. She wondered, could she get a reaction out of him. She smiled sweetly back at him. He blushed and looked down at his burger. Yes! Ten points! I got him to blush! He likes me… uh oh.

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Next chapter; scully meets a cheerleader. A cat fight ensues. Who could it be??? Nah, it's obvious. Please review. Go on… press the button…. You know you want to…. :D