A/N Just a new story, alternate universe thing, hope you enjoy.

My Lifesaver

Lilly's POV

Skating down this sidewalk with a slope was what helps me begin my day. There was nothing else that I had now, as an escape except for my skateboard.

I strapped on my safety gear, I felt energy. I stood on the board and even more energy surged through me. I would align the board with the sidewalk and push off. In the meantime, ignoring the calls of my Mother, reminding me of how late I would be and another detention that could get added to my record I currently have.

School was something I didn't look forward to, but the ride that got me there was. As soon as I pushed away, I felt the thrill and rush; like I was almost flying. Even though it only lasted about ten seconds, it got me to school quickly. One of the best feelings I looked forward to every morning. Getting out of my house was one other thing that I looked forward to.

It's not like I didn't like my Mother. But ever since my parents divorced each other, I've always felt the need to be somewhere else and on my own. Some place away from the painful memories of the yelling occurring only a few months ago. I only had one friend to go to after the event took place. Then of course he helped me through it. But only a few days after that he told me something that made my life feel even more like hell. He was moving. I would talk with him on the phone, but it's just not the same; it's never the same.

So a few months ago all my happiness was wiped away from me within a matter of days. I couldn't live without some way to be happy, so I found a new form of happiness. I was a bit mean, but in a way it was stress relieving. I rebelled and found it funny to make fun of others. Maybe it was because I was made fun of. I really didn't know and I didn't care to figure it out, I just continued on with my life.

Now as I walk into the school, board in hand, I placed it next to the school doors where all the other skateboards go. Next I take long and gentle strides to my first class; trying to be quiet as I was five minutes late. Once I slip into my regular seat in history at the back, it was always no problem since it was a big room. But this time we had a substitute- Kunkle. Vice Principal. That woman had eyes in the back of her head, so there was no way I would get out of this one.

"Truscott! You're late again." She hadn't even turned around from writing on the blackboard as she spoke these first words.

"My, my Mom had car trouble. I'm really sorry Ma'am."

"It's only been two weeks into the school year, I don't understand how you could be late each day. And I believe you've already used the, car trouble excuse twice last week." She turned around now.

Busted.

"But I…I'm sorry Kunk- Ms. Kunkle." I said and walked up to her desk as she filled out a detention slip and handed it to me.

"Thank you; now you've got a one hour detention right after school. Take your seat now."

Once I turned around to head to the back of the room, I stopped; a girl was walking toward me. She was new to the school. I continued to watch her walk to the front of the room. As I passed her I quickly saw that she had a light purple backpack and was also carrying a small slip of paper. It was a different color indicating she was a new student of course.

She mumbled a few things to Ms. Kunkle, handed her the slip of paper, and a minute later, Ms. Kunkle introduced her to the class.

Miley. That's a name I know I'll never forget. It's so unique, so pretty, so…I just thought it's pretty. I never think like that. Why am I thinking like that? And now I'm staring at her as she is sitting down. She sits next to me; I can't believe it, she is sitting next to me. There was a small distance between us, but it was still close. And now she's looking back at me in wonder. Wait, why do I care? Focus Truscott!

Now I turn back to the front of the room and try to take notes on the lecture. Something unlike me also, but it did get my mind off of Miley…at least for now.

After class I hurried out the door. I needed to get her off my mind. I mean sure she might make a great friend, but right now I just felt something…different and it was scaring me a bit.

Once I reached my locker, I switched books quickly so I could hurry to my next class. But once I shut my locker, there she was right behind it. Miley.

"Excuse me, I was just wondering if you could help me find my locker?" she asked. Why would she want to talk to me? I didn't look friendly and I never planned on being friendly either. But I couldn't help myself, because her voice was the sweetest to listen to. I must have looked a little shocked at her sudden appearance. I didn't notice until she looked at me funny and repeated herself. "Hello? So can you?" she asked again, snapping me back into reality.

"Oh right, sorry. So what's the locker number?"

She glanced back at her schedule card. "It's 32E" she said happily.

I rolled my eyes and held in a moan of frustration and then I pointed to the locker just next to mine, 31E.

"Great thanks. Hey this is right next to your locker isn't it?"

"Yep, imagine that." I mumbled in a whisper and then I faked a smile. So much for my avoidance plan.

"So do you think you could show me some of my classes then? I'm new here and this school's a bit hard to navigate around."

It became increasingly annoying at how happy she was. She spoke with excitement in her voice about everything. It bugged the hell out of me, but at the same time it calmed me in a weird way and that's what I liked about her. And that's what started to scare me, because this was too fast. But I helped her anyway.

"Uh yeah, no problem." I grumbled and took her paper and glanced at her schedule. Every class and even lunch, she had with me. Her last class was without me, but this was still just creepy. "Wow, well um it doesn't look like you should have much trouble…" I said as I continued skimming over her schedule. "…You have every class and lunch with me. Except for the last period; you're on your own there."

"That is so cool!" she said, then the warning bell rang. "Oh we'd better hurry, come on let's go."

I just decided then that I didn't want to ruin what I already had going for me at the school. She was nicer then everyone else I had been mean to, so I really didn't want to do this, but I also didn't want to make myself look suspicious or ruin my rep.

I shoved her paper back into her hands. "Just…just find them yourself. I gotta go." Then I walked off quickly past her, just catching a one second glimpse of a bewildered expression before turning a corner.

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