"C'mon Jesi. Get up; it's time for school." The girl's father lightly pounded on the light wooded door, making an attempt to get his 'middle' daughter out of bed.

Jesi rolled on her side. Her previously straightened thick, brunette hair spread across her sleep-filled face. She let out a long groan and stretched her arms out above her head, then let them fall limply back on the smooth cotton comforter that covered her bed.

Slowly, the teenaged-girl lifted herself up and sat at the edge of her mattress. Shaking her head, she realized she almost never gets up that easily. Must have been her eagerness to check out her new school.

She hopped out of bed and headed towards her bedroom window. She moved the electric blue curtains to each side of the pane, allowing sunlight to enter the room. Outside, a new and exciting city called Atlanta existed, which the Catrell family recently moved to. It wasn't as interesting as Jesi and her sisters' parents made it sound when they were back in Illinois.. with their friends and family.

Jesi stared out the window then shook her head once more. She walked over to the half-unpacked cardboard boxes bordering the bright purple walls of her room. Luckily, she had laid out her clothes the night before, so she didn't have to spend all morning digging through what seemed like five hundred boxes to find her outfit.

She shrugged off her pajamas and pulled on what she would normally wear any other day: jeans with rips around the knees, one of the many band tee shirts she's collected the past few years, a hoodie, and purple and black high-top shoes. Wearing new, dressy clothes to impress strangers she most likely wouldn't enjoy being around anyways was definitely something Jesi did not believe in.

A few minutes after fidgeting with a stray thread on the hem of her pants, Jesi headed over and sat down on a stool before her desk. She grabbed a tube of purple eyeliner, foundation, and lengthening mascara. Straightening her back, she looked into her mirror and applied each type of makeup one by one.

When that was completed, Jesi skipped to the upstair's hallway bathroom. Her fraternal twin sister, Jami, was already in front of the large mirror and sink brushing her teeth at a rhythm. She was wearing a dark jean skirt with a tee shirt splattered with a detailed sketch of the rabbit off of Alice in Wonderland and a grey sweater. Definitely over-the-top in a way.

Jesi passed behind her and reached towards the counter, grabbing her toothbrush and a tube of freshmint flavored toothpaste. Jami continued swirling the bristel-filled brush over her teeth, then spat out the excess water and toothpaste.

"Good morning." Her long fingers turned on the water faucet, making sure the sink and toothbrush were clean before she moved on to combing her semi-thick, medium brown hair. "Excited for today?"

Her twin sister shrugged, copying her previous act in the process. "Not really. Nothing too special."

Jami rolled her eyes. Every little thing was a big deal to her, which eventually got irritating to Jesi every once in a while. "It actually is, in my opinion.."

Jesi took her brush from the bottom drawer of the storage cabinet that neighbored the towell closet. A laugh escaped her mouth, "Obviously." Her green eyes scanned Jami up and down.

The shorter twin scoffed, clearly somewhat offended, and exited the room. The taller one ran the brush through her hair, and followed her sister down the stairs.

After taking a couple bites of peanut butter toast, the Catrell twins were ready to walk to Westlake High School,the prison where'd they be spending the rest of the next four school years learning things they'd probably only use one other time in their life anyways.

The two girls grabbed what they each needed, other than the school supplies they bought the day before. Jesi, her backpack and iPod. And Jami, her purse that held practically anything and everything possible. Jesi didnt worry about bringing her purse to school, all she needed to be carried was inside her pockets and if she needed something to be carried that wouldn't fit in her book bag she'd make Jami carry it. She was sure her twin would gladly do it. ;)

Westlake High School was only two blocks away. The girls' mother explained to them during the move how 'conveniently located' their new house was going to be. At the moment, that statement was completely agreeable. It only took them fifteen minutes to

walk to campus.

The first thing the two girls noticed when they first stepped foot on school grounds was how effing huge the building was. They saw plenty of multi-story schools on their road trip from the Mid West to the South East, but they were nothing compared to this.

The building in general could probably fit half their neighborhood in it. Not to mention it had to be atleast three levels high. Oh, and the little fountain in the court yard totally made it look like an upperclassman's private college or something. Jesi had to admit, her parents did an okay job choosing her torture chamber.

The cons of this whole situation were pretty self-explanatory. One, the hallways and classes were sure to be packed, with a capital 'P'. Two, big building plus a lot of students equals finding classes a complete disaster. Hopefully, the office secretaries would lend a couple maps to their new arrivals..

"Ready?" Jami's hazel eyes were orbs of adventure.

Jesi snapped out of her daze and turned towards her sister. "Yep. "

A half-smile appeared on both of their faces. The girls walked up the wide stone sidewalk. Students were scattered everywhere. Girls wearing short shorts, giggling and twirling their iron-fried hair between their fingers with ga-ga eyes at the varsity football players who were bragging about how much they could benchpress or how many 'chicks' they've gotten to third base with in the backseat of their parents' SUVs. Loners with the blackest of hair blocking their faces and writing a form of painful poetry under the many gigantic trees planted throughout the grassy yard. Brainiacs surrounded by advanced text books fussing over what astronomer discovered the latest star or studying for the next calculus test. Not including the seventy other types of teenagers that inhabited the oh, so

wonderful world of high school.

Every couple steps the two girls would recieve either a stare or a glare from a curious,possibly jealous, peer. They didn't let that fact phase them, though. Nothing was being worried about. They just wanted to make it through the day peacefully and undisturbed.

They finally made to it to the front doors of the building. Just that whole segment of walking felt like a full blast workout to the girls. Jami was panting lightly when she opened the heavy door, allowing her sister to enter, then herself. She couldn't even move out of the door's path before it swung behind her and smacked her back side, forcing her to stumble forward into her twin.

"Loser." A chuckle broke out from Jesi, an echoing following in return.

Jami mocked, "Yes, it's so funny isn't it?"

Another laugh. "It is." The Catrell girls turned around, seeing the lobby of Westlake High School for the first time. "Holy shit." Jesi whispered.

The ceiling rose up to the highest story, beyond clean windows made up most of it and gave it a modern look. Several navy blue pillars connected it to the pale tile floor. Circling the pillars were the levels of the amazing building. Each were protected by a persistant row of fence work. Needn't any bratty teenagers fall from a three story tall balcony..

The two girls were completely mesmirized. They continued their way to the office, heads raised to check out every nook and cranny in the place. Definitely a lovely trip to LaLa Land.

One minute Jesi was in a trance, eyeing her new school like it was a club of shirtless Ryan Sheckler clones. The next, she heard a "Oh shi-, watch out, shawty!" Ahhh-boooom. Half a minute after that, she was seeing stars. Bright, twirling, glittery stars with a background of total blackness.

It seemed like she was out forever. A mental clock ticked inside her brain, a headache turning more painful after each second-hand movement. Her green eyes flickered open, her vision hazy the first couple moments. Two brunette skater-haired boys, one with a skateboard tucked between his side and right arm, surrounded both sides of her fallen body. Jami stood by the teen without a skateboard, shock clearly visible on her face.

"What the heck happened?" Jesi leaned up. A slight pain occured in her knees.

Giggle. Giggle. Snort. Hiccup. Giggle. This continued for x number of minutes, until the taller Catrell made her aching presence clearer with a moan. Which worked; it shut them up AND made them serious again. Good deal.

"I, uh, we..," Skateboard Kid managed to spit out before cackling once more. He was cute, Jesi made a mental note to put him on her 'Must Stalk' list later. "My bad. Here, let me help you up." The boy's left arm extended, his hand shoved right in front of Jesi's face. She grabbed it, and was pulled right back on her feet. Muscles? Hell yes. Skateboard Kid had a few.

"Er, thanks. Um, and how did I exactley end up like that?" Jesi smoothed down her jeans and top. Wrinkly shirts left bad impressions.

Skateboard Kid continued his explanation,"Yeah, about that. Chaz, here, decided it would be 'awesome' to nail an olly in the rotunda. He's a little on the off side, and, um, knocked you down in the process. My apologies."

"Nice to know.." Jesi blinked a couple times, then looked at her sister. Her sister that had her arms wrapped around her waist and a sheepish smile plastered between her nose and chin. A clear sign that she wanted to escape the awkward little circle of silence before she would do something that would leave her first impression permanently scarred with embarassment.

Sigh. "Nice, uh, meeting you, Chaz and..?" Jesi pointed to Skateboard Kid, not knowing what to call him besides the stupid surname she gave him.

"Justin. Justin Bieber."

"Ah, right. Justin. See you guys around." Both girls pivoted their bodies in the opposite direction of 'Chaz' and 'Justin'.

"Wait!" Jami and Jesi made a one hundred-eighty degree turn. "Thats sorta unfair if we give our names to you and you don't let us know yours in return," Skateboard Kid slash Justin reasoned.

Both girls slightly shook their heads. They knew what game this kid was playing. "I'm Jami, and the girl you almost paralyzed? Yeah, shes my twin sister, Jesi." Expressions of wonder spread onto the girls' new company. "Talk to you later." The two then continued on their way to Westlake's office.

Jesi couldn't help but realize how these next four years couldn't end up being that horrible.