"Ian! Ian, come back here!" The young girl yelled from behind him. She was new to the school and was trying to find someone who wouldn't be a total jerk to her and show her around the school. A few of the kids had offered, but they weren't exactly people she wanted to get acquainted with. Sure, she wasn't exactly hardcore or anything, but she wasn't about to get mixed in with the jocks or the preps in her new school. Ian was more her style of people. He wasn't a Satan worshipper or anything like that, but he wasn't some teachers pet who could get by with anything they wanted just because their parents had money.

"Leave me alone, will you?" He snapped, turning back to her. "I don't mingle with your kind of people."

"What kind of people is that?" She snapped back.

"You know what kind of people. The kind of people that look like you, act like you, dress like you, get good grades like you, think they're better than everyone else. The people whose lives are perfect so anytime one little thing goes wrong they have to take it out on everyone else. I'm sick of people like you, now leave me alone. I think we'd both be better off if you just stay the hell away from me. I won't get bugged the hell out of and you won't have a serious problem on your hands." And with that, Ian turned and began walking away again.

"At least show me where my class is!" She screamed out to him. By now, everyone in the hallway was staring at the both of them, her for even thinking of talking to someone like him, and him just to see what sort of curse he was going to put on her.

He stopped in his tracks and turned around, groaning. "Where is it?"

"Chemistry 2."

"Frickin' genius... it's down that hallway, first door on your left. Now leave me alone." He turned and trudged into his class, leaving her in the hallway, still being stared at. She smiled at a few people and walked casually into her classroom. People asked her all hour what she was doing talking to a guy like Ian Snyder, telling her how creepy he was, how freaky. She didn't care, she just ignored their comments and listened to the teacher, taking notes and working on her assignment.

After that class, it was the end of the day and the new girl began walking around the school looking for Ian. She didn't find him for the longest time, and realized that she had to be getting out to the bus. She sighed and walked outside, over to where her bus would pick her up. There, she saw Ian sitting on the fence with a CD player blaring in his ears. She couldn't really tell what it was he was listening to, but whatever it was, there wouldn't be any way she could understand it anyway.

"Ian?" She walked over to him and spoke his name again, but realized that he obviously couldn't hear her. She took things a step further and pulled out one of his ear buds. "Hey, Ian, what're you doin'?"

"Waiting for my bus, just like you." He snapped, grabbing the bud out of her hand and placing it back in his ear. She yanked it out again, making him groan and turn off his CD player, wrapping the cord around it and shoving it into his pants pocket. "Okay, you aren't going to leave me alone, so I might as well just let you talk to me."

"What bus do you ride?"

"45."

"Me too! Hey, can I sit with you?"

"Do I have a choice?" He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "I suppose so... being the new kid and all, but as soon as you make friends you're sitting with them, got it?"

"Got it!" She giggled.

"What's your name, anyway?"

"Crystal." She said quietly. "I just moved here from New Hampshire, so it's a little bit different."

"Yeah, New Hampshire has some pretty busy spots, I'm guessing you're from one of them. This place can get a little boring for big city kids... unless you know how to make news." He smirked a bit as the bus approached.

Crystal followed him onto the bus and sat next to him, making a few more people stare at her like she was crazy. Ian shook his head and laughed a bit. "What's so funny?" She laughed too.

"Nothing... just ignore them." He looked out the window and fiddled with his headphones, then looked back at her. "What grade are you in, anyway?"

"I'm a junior."

"Me too. Nice. Where's your stop at?"

"Why? Wanna know when you get to get rid of me?"

"Yeah. Where is it?"

"Right here." She smiled and stood up, waving back to him as he shook his head. "See ya tomorrow!" She giggled.

"Yeah..." He whispered to himself, placing his ear buds back into his ears.