Carly stepped into school, nervous as can be. It was never easy to be the new girl at school, especially when it was in the middle of the year- especially her junior year! With her father being in the navy, and her mother's death when she was younger, she had to live her brother in a new apartment filled with his zany art sculptors and childish decorations that she always loved. It was nearly December in Seattle, and the coldness made Carly shiver; she was always used to it being nice and warm outside, like how it was in Los Angeles. Most of all, she didn't want to be pointed out as the new girl in town. She had prepared herself for today perfectly, with the right amount of eyeliner and lipgloss, her combat boots, dark skinny jeans, She walked through the doors of Ridgeway High School, prepared to have calm first day of school. But the second she walked into school, her eyes laid upon three girls in triangle form. One of them had long auburn hair that hung down to her waist, with jeans and a pink shirt, her high-tops worn to the sole. A girl with dark brown hair stood next to her, with a short skirt and tank top in high heels. The front was a girl with long blonde curls, a red and white striped sweater, dark bootcut jeans, and red high heels. They all had their hips jutted out and their arms out as if they were balancing their hands out evenly. They all turned their heads at the exact same time to Carly, who felt slightly creeped out.

"Hey look you for that moving van
Driving down the street!
You better lock up your man
before he meets

The new girl in town."

The girls spun in a circle, with the blonde standing out front and center nearly the entire time, like the leader of the trio. She smiled as she sang, staring straight forward like the others as if there was an audience.

"Who just came on the scene."

What was going on? Carly seemed so confused, but continued to watch anyways.

"The new girl in town."

"Can't be more than sixteen!"

Carly glanced around, trying to see who else was around. For some odd reason, they were the only four people in the halls. Was that normal around here? Was she supposed to fit into this scene like that?

"And she's got a way of makin'
A boy act like a clown
Wo-oo wo-oo wo-oo wo-oo
We don't know what to do
'bout the new girl in town.

The new girl in town."

This time the auburn-haired girl stepped out in front, smiling and waving, as if there was someone there to actually wave to.

"Seems to dance on air."

"The new girl in town."

Now the brunette took the front, twirling her hair with her finger.

"She's got the coolest hair!"

"You better tell the homecoming queen
To hold on to her crown
Wo-oo wo-oo wo-oo wo-oo
Or she's gonna lose it to
The new girl in town."

"She's hip!"

The auburn girl turned, posing with her hip out and a finger on her face, with an innocent look upon her face.

"So cool!"

The brunette turned as well, one arm in the air and the other resting on her waist.

"I'm gonna get her after school!"

The blonde turned and pretended to punch the air, grinning evilly. Carly gulped, unsure of how real that gesture was. Now the girls moved in a syncronized circle, shuffling around.

"And yet we'd like to be like her
'Cause she's the kitten
That the cats prefer!"

A boy stepped into the hallway, sliding into and knocking over all three of them.

"Step aside, ladies-"

"GIBBY!" they cried. All three of them rolled their eyes and stood themselves up as the bell rang. Suddenly, the halls filled with children, bumping Carly around as she looked around in confusion. She felt a hand grab her arm and yank her aimlessly through the crowd. She ended up by a clear area of lockers with the blonde girl.

"You must be new," the girl said. She took Carly's hand and shook it violently. "Sam Puckett."

"I'm Carly, Carly Shay," Carly replied. "And, yeah, I am new."

"Well, better get used to the crazy hustle-and-bustle scene of Seattle," Sam said, shrugging. "And if you think that we're normal-"

"Oh, I didn't think that," Carly muttered. Sam glared at her.

"Alright, chicky, let's get this straight," Sam growled. "Don't interrupt me. Don't tick me off, or there will be consequences." She smiled sweetly. "Otherwise, we're going to be best friends!"

"Okay," Carly said slowly. Just then, the guy who ran into the Sam and the other two girls walked up to Carly and handed her a sheet of paper.

"Here's your class schedule and locker assignment," he said. "By the way, I'm Orenthal Cornelius Gibson."

"What?" Carly asked, wrinkling her nose.

"Or Gibby," he said, shrugging. "Everyone calls me Gibby."

"Oh, my God!" the auburn-haired girl cried as she ran up to Sam. "Have you heard that the new girl has an older brother?"

"Who are you?" Carly asked.

"Wendy," the girl replied quickly. She pulled out her PearPhone and fired off a text. Everyone's phones went off instantly. Sam pulled out hers and read it.

"Yeah, it probably is a push-up bra," Sam snorted. She put her phone away and looked up, her face becoming instantly sour-looking. A boy with brown hair walked up, smirking at her.

"What's up, Samantha?" he asked.

"Nothing much, Fredward," Sam replied through clenched teeth.

"Freddie!" he insisted.

"Whatever, Fredwierd." Freddie rolled his eyes, before they laid upon Carly.

"Who's she?" he asked, leaning in closer. Sam's nostrils flared.

"My best friend, Carly," Sam answered, pulling Carly closer to her. She plucked Carly's schedule out of her hand. "And according to this schedule, we're going to Mr. Howard's class right now!"

"Samantha Puckett to the principal's office!" a voice over the speakers. Sam groaned and rolled her eyes.

"What did you do this time?" Wendy asked. She pulled her phone out again. "Tell me quick! I need new gossip ASAP!"

"I wasn't the one who took the wheels off of Mrs. Briggs' car," Sam muttered. "It was my Uncle Carmine." She grabbed Carly's hand and dragged into the office with her.

"Why are you taking me?" Carly cried.

"You seem likable, so maybe Principal Franklin will go easy on me if you're there," Sam explained quickly. She opened the door to the office and walked in there.

"Sam, do you know what happened to the wheels on Mrs. Briggs' new Mercedes?" Principal Franklin. "She said that they disappeared within the past thirty minutes."

"Well, I would have been doing bad stuff, but I was showing Carly Shay around," Sam lied. Principal Franklin gave Carly a look, before nodding.

"Very well, Sam," he sighed. "Get to your next class."

"Will do, Ted!" Sam saluted her principal and took off, dragging Carly behind her.

"SAMANTHA!" the principal shouted after them.

"Is everyday like this?" Carly asked.

"Pretty much," Sam answered.