Chapter 1

"I can't believe summer is over and we are going into a whole new year." I said to my friends as we walked to class together.

"Yeah I can't believe it! It seems like just yesterday we were making mud pies together." Molly sighed.

"That was yesterday!" exclaimed Hope. We all broke into laughter. We walked into the classroom and it was mostly full. We searched for three open seats next to each other. We were lucky. There were three open seats in the very back.

We all slid into our seats silently only to have a small, but powerful clique in our school came up and ordered us to get out. God I hate the Triple D's.

The three D's stand for dark dangerous, but there are many disagreements about the third 'D' I think it is diva's. But some think it means it is daughters, and some others think it stands for demons.

The Triple 'D's are made up of three girls. Their leader Melinda (a Black-haired girl that is the meanest of them all), Zoe (A dirty-blonde that you could say was Melinda's drone), and Brooke (A quiet beach blonde girl that is the only one with a conscious of what they are doing and how ruthless they are). Their fathers all work together and together own a very successful company. So the girls always get what they want when they want, spoiled little brats.

"No we were her first!" Molly protested.

"But we are better than you so we should get the better seats." Melinda replied coolly.

"You're better than us! If anything we are better than you because we aren't spoiled little brats, you three are!" said Molly, her big mouth getting in the way once again.

"WE are the brats? No I think you have it wrong. You are surely the brats, wait not brats, bitches." Melinda said, contorting her mouth into a twisted grin.

That was it.

I stood up and closed the gap between Melinda and me.

"Listen to me right here, right now. You're not going to come in here, insult my friends and me, and still expect to get these seats, which you were never going to get in the first place. You can't expect to get everything in life right away, just the way you want it. Maybe your parents had you under that illusion, but here I am to break it. You're not getting these seats, because in the real world your daddy won't be there to bribe everyone so your scrawny little ass can get what it wants. So you and your little posse can go find another spot, because you aren't getting these seats anytime soon." I turned around and sat back down, arms crossed.

Before they could react, the teacher came in. She looked from Melinda's shocked face to my hostile glare, sighed, and came over to see what the heck happen.

I hate it when teachers get involved with these things it either makes it worse or they choose with HER, no IT, because their parents pay them for it, or that's what I hear…

After she found out what happen, she, like most teaches, sided with the D's. She made me apologize for what I said, but they did have to for what they said I might add, and made us give up our seats to them. When I said they wouldn't get our seats, I didn't know I'd be eating my own words.

Before splitting up, I noticed my surroundings I hissed to my friends "Hey there's a new boy in class." Both their head snapped to where mine was fixed at.

"Yeah, I wonder what his name is." Hope whispered back. There were no more seats open next to each other so we all trudged slowly to one of the few remaining seats there were. I took the seat next to the new kid.

After I had my books out I looked around, and since I had nothing better to do I deiced to look at the new boy a bit closer.

His eyes were a dark creamy colored brown, and had light sandy colored hair that ended in mid-ear, with freckles around his nose and across both his cheeks. He actually looked kind of cute. He looked up and caught me looking at him. I held his gaze for a moment but then hastily looked down.

Our homeroom teacher, Ms. Sands, started off by saying "Class we have a new student in class. His name is Andy." Everyone muttered greetings to him. Ms. Sands continued "Emma will you show Andy to his classes and help him to get to know the school a bit better?" I looked up to gaze at her and glanced at him.

"Sure." I muttered.

She thanked me and continued on with the lesson. I wondered to myself what I was going to do. "I have never showed anyone around school before. Maybe I should just ask him to show me his class list." I was so consumed in my thoughts, I didn't notice class was already over and everyone was packing up.

I woke up from my trance like state and realized where I was and what was happening. I walked over to Andy's desk and asked him politely to show me his class list. After a bit of coaxing, he gave it to me reluctantly. I looked over the list several times before I realized we had the same schedule. I stated my findings and then we both walked in silence to our lockers. Which just happen to be right across the hall from each other's. I was getting sick to my stomach from all these coincidences. Again we walked in silence to second hour. Whenever anyone asked him a question all he did was nod 'yes' or 'no'. I thought this was strange, but didn't think much of it. His eyes darted all around and he jumped when I tried to talk to him. The rest of the day continued like this until lunch.

At lunch I helped him to get his lunch and went in line even though I had brought a sack lunch. I veered toward my friends when I realized that he might want to sit with the some guys instead of all girls. "Do you want to sit with some of the guys?" I inquired.

"No" He replied softly. That was the first time I had heard his voice. It wasn't very deep yet but about medium. It was soft and smooth but yet still a bit rough.

"You are sure about that? If you're worried about hurting my feelings don't worry about it." I reassured. But again he said no and that he would be much more comfortable sitting with my friends and me. I gave in reluctantly still wondering why he kept to himself. 'Well he is new here and doesn't know anyone besides myself.' I thought to myself, resolving my own question.

As we approached the table my friends were sitting at they looked up questioningly and I gave a quick shake of the head and hoped they would understand. They followed my wishes but when Andy wasn't looking they gave me more questioning glances and I just shrugged. The rest of the afternoon classes (Science, English, and Social studies) I had with my friends and of course Andy.

My friends and I talked a lot and Andy was his quiet self, staring at the floor and I had to pull him out of the way several times because he almost ran into people. One of them was Zoe but luckily no one saw except Andy, my friends, and me. When we talked we talked about many things mostly just about what had happen during the day.

During Science the teacher had a welcoming party for us. Since we were the last class we got to have a piñata. Seth, the strongest guy in our class and quarterback, was the last one to try and of course broke it. Andy got to go first because he was new. It was a Bumblebee piñata and he broke off one of the wings. Right before we left I told my friends that I would call them that night and would explain everything then.
I was always the last one home so I was the one who always had to call or else it would only be two talking not three friends. When I called I did most of the talking at first. Basically about Andy and why he sat at by us at lunch and why he was so quiet. I told them everything he had said. They asked many questions that I could not answer. I also told them that I had thought he was cute and I had no clue why. Something about him just brought me in.

At school the next day, the principal told us about the welcoming home dance. It is like homecoming except for junior high. It was boys ask girls dance and my friends and I didn't get asked last year so we all went together. I was wondering whether we would get dates this year or not. The teacher had to quiet down the class after this was said because the class ways talking so much.
The day was basically the same as the day before but Andy was a bit more talkative. He sat with us again at lunch. And he commented on a lot of the things we talked about. But he always wore a guarded expression. I thought this was weird but then I figured that on his first day he would be a bit shy. But still why would he not still be nervous on the second? 'Well he does know you a bit more today and won't be as awkward.' I reminded myself.
The rest of the day passed the same as lunch. He was not the quiet guy we met on that first day. He was a new person that I felt like I didn't meet the day before. It was a strange feeling but I didn't care. I was just happy he was actually talking.
The day passed like the one before and, 3 more followed it. The week ended quietly and nothing much happen. I went home and all I could think about was Andy. I was always the last one off the bus and the first one that was picked up. So I always got the back of the bus in the morning. I am an only child so it is only the bus driver and I are on the bus at the beginning and end of the bus ride.
I sat there in my seat and stared out the window, thinking about him and only him. I knew that I liked him and the feeling grew stronger but I didn't admit it to my friends because I didn't know how they would react. They knew I liked him but not that much. So I just sat there thinking about him.