This a new story of mine , no connection to blooming , but still follows some of the facts such as the blooming effect and the schola still exists as well as all the characters from my other story , you could say this story is the future of the other story or what is to come . That all most likely sounded confusing so you skipped most of it, that's okay so this is my new story reason for writing it, it gives be a path to follow for my other story so I know where I want to go in the end. Also any feedback from either of these stories would be appreciated.

"Bye honey I'll be back in a couple of days, remember no wild house parties, I don't want to come home to a house falling to the ground now "laughed my mum

Like I would ever have a house party for one I've never even been to one and second of all who would I even invite , I'm what you call the girl who never fits in , the one who sits in the corner of the room , were no one will notice them ,l it's not that I'm shy or anything it's that no one really knows me the really me that is , I don't really know myself at well .so my mum really doesn't need to worry me having a wild house party

"Okay mum no wild house parties, but the strip poker is still on right" I joked of course I would not do any of the things I say to my mum she just expects that of the average sixteen year old daughter

" I love you and emergency numbers are on the fridge" she says giving me a stern look about my last comment , what can I say that how she thinks I should act why not act like it , well say I do anyway

I hear the front door slam shut telling me that I now have a week to myself , what to do , what would any normal teenage girl do in know why don't I throw a house party not , instead I gripped my pile of homework due in next week and made my way in to the living .

Setting my homework down on the glass coffee table , why did we even have a coffee table no in this house even likes coffee , not letting myself get distract from the task at hand with my mindless questions , I picked up the first piece of work it was my HS homework I really hated health and social what I load of rubbish my teacher hates me giving me the evils every time I walk in the room , did I mention it not just the student population that ignores me but the teachers could care less if I turned up in their lessons .

Anyway the home work was to fill out a quiz about my life , easy question one was about parents , I've live with my mum don't know my dad he ran off before I was born , mum never talks about him only saying that he did it for me , well just pile on the guilt why don't yah , anyway iv e never meet my dad or tried to get in to contact with him , next question have I ever had a boy friend , why the hell would a teacher want to know that creeps , choosing just to write a simple no , I moved on , well this was an interesting question were do I see myself in 6 months , as I was in my last year of school , I had the chose to go back or college , I could get a job , but I don't think my mum would be happy with that one so I ticked go back to school . After answering the next seventeen questions I felt ready to go to bed.

I woke up at 7.00 this morning showering before getting ready for school like any other day, eat my favourite breakfast cheerios before grabbing hoodie of the side and making my way to school. I only lived a few blocks away so I didn't rush , like anyone would care I if I was late or not , I pulled my iPod out of my bag and plugged it in ,I rounded the last corner to the school only to notice that there was no one around dam I must be late , as much as I didn't care what people thought of me , if my mum found out that I was late she may be okay with me being a social reject , but the thought of me being late , she`d think I was smoking pot or something a teenager would do . shoving my iPod back into my pocket I ran to the entrance of the school only to find it had been locked shut , well I could go home and tell my mum that I'd been ill and couldn't go to school , she should buy it , but what then spend the rest of the day sat in a house with daytime t vi don't think so thinking fast I came up with a plan , these a window round the side of the school , it s always open even the winter , making sure no one was around I ran around the side of the building , when I got to the window I was barely able to touch the window sill , looking around there was a few wooden creates stacked up against the metal fence , I pulled them over without any difficultly , and built a tower height enough that I could hold on to the window sill , poking my head through the small gap to see if anyone was around, just my luck , Mr. Peterson the head teacher walks out of a classroom right in front of my with a woman and a man , he must be showing them around or something , why would you want to send your children her anyway , the woman had long brown hair and looked to be in her late forties , the made had short blonde hair and looked around the same age , realising I must be in full view if the turned around now I tried to lower myself but found that my body was stuck in the gap , struggling as quietly as I could to free myself , it's not that I'm fat , it just the window was jammed so it wouldn't open anymore or close , stuck in my predicament , I watched as yet another load of people came out of the class room door , they looked like student but they weren't in uniform there were five of them two girls and three boys , I watched as they walked over to the couple , that must be there kids . the family did look alike two of the boys shared the same brown hair as their mother , but the other one he looked about sixteen maybe older , he was the spit image of his father same white/blond hair same piercing green eyes , were as the girls they looked to be the bookmarks of the family , I know strange expression but when you spend most of your time not talking to anyone , these things happen , bookmarks one at each end the oldest and the youngest , anyway the oldest one again looked a lot like her mother tall skinny and long brown hair to her waist , but the youngest she was something else , she looked about five her hair was almost white and curled down her back , she was like a make believe character out of a film , like everyone wants their daughter to be like . distracted by the good looks of the family before me I looked up to realise the boy with green eyes was looking at me with an odd expression on his face , I tried motioning for him to say anything well swing my one free arm around with signals , for him not to tell mister Peterson . but god must hate me because that's when the window decided to free my and as my hands weren't holding on to anything I landed on the crates then finally hit the floor there was no way , that Mr. Peterson didn't hear that , he`s old but not that old , standing up wanting for him to come to the window .

I waited and waited , but he didn't come , maybe god does have a soft spot for me after all , walking back over to the window I look up to see the green eye boy looking down at me , quickly reacted

"you need to go quickly before Mr Peterson comes over here" I say trying to push him back through the window , but failing as my arm don`t reach that high up to even touch him

"he`s gone don't sweat it, I've never seen anyone trying to sneak into school before "he says with a laugh

"Ha ha" I reply sarcastically

"What are you telling me, you're not trying to sneak in and I snuck away from the amazing school tour for no reason "he questioned

"No I am try to get in but not because I want to, I was late and if my mum found out she`d be disappointed so I was trying get in without any one noticing" I explain

"Well you weren't doing a very good job, if I hadn't told what's his name that I need the toilet, you`d never be able to get in"

"How so, I think I was doing a wonderful job until your family decided this was the school for you" I said defensively,

I don't know why I was being a bitch and taking it out on him, even though if his family weren't visiting the school I might be in class by now

"Well for one don't take you being late out on me, two if I was you I wouldn't of been late, and three when you fell you broke your steps" he said pointing to the broken creates, that id fell on

Great I though how was I going to get in now I might as well just go sign in late , and tell my mum that I was hung over from the wild party I had , I thought smirking to myself

"What you smirking at?" the boy asked from the window

Shaking my head I answered "nothing I'm just going to go sign in late"

I turned around a picked up my backpack from where it had fallen, and was about to head back round to the front of the school when he shouted

"You went through all this effort so you didn't get caught as being late now you just going to hand yourself in" he shouted

He made it sound like a game of cops and robbers getting caught handing myself in, what the hell its none of his business what I do, but if there was a way that my mum didn't find out that I was late I'd go for it, so I turn around and stared at the boy hang out of the window.

"What do you purpose I do then as there is no way I can reach that window" I said I was only 4` 9

I watched as the boy jumped out of the window, and landed a few feet away from me what the hell

"What do you think you are doing, what the hell, why ..." I was about to continue my rant when he interrupted me

"You don't get it because this is my plan, I help you up through the window first, then I get up" he said

I looked at him then the window , by him lifting me I would being able to get up , but then how was he going to get up , yeah he was like 5`8 but still , it took me three creates to even reach the window sill , I went along with the plan anyway , why should I care if a boy id just met couldn't get back into a school he doesn't even go to yet , it not like his mother is going to think he spent the whole day as a pole dancer no she`ll just think he got lost or something , and I could just go let him in the front entrance I guess to say thanks for helping me .

"Okay, you put your foot in my hand and I'll push you up to the window "he instructed

I did as I was told and gapped on to the window sill, he pushed my feet well I open the window wider so I didn't get stuck again. I climbed through the window and waited for him to throw my rucksack up, once id caught it I took out my schedule to find out were I should be, so I could go open the entrance for the boy, but when I turned back around he was standing behind me, I know I was staring at him with my mouth wide open but how did he do that, I was about to ask but he had an explanation ready,

"I used to do parkour at my old school" he explain

I just nodded and looked at my schedule, I had English great, the one lesson I enjoyed even though I had Mr. Fart , and yes that is his really name , I but he got bullied in school and id already missed half an hour of it.

"Um... Well thanks and all but I have to go now" I said awkwardly

"what I help you in through a window and stop the head from seeing , and all you can say is I have to go now , you've missed most of your lesson anyway , the least you can do is help me find my family" he stated more than a request

I was split between decision, yes the boy has helped me, but I hadn't asked him to, I could just walk away and ignore him, but I have a felling he was one of those boys who is just going to follow me anyway, and there was no point in going in to my lesson half way through that would just draw attention

"Okay I'll help you, do you know where they were heading" I asked

"Well my parents both really like physically sports so I expect the gym" he replied

The only way to the gym is going down the English corridor, great another thing to add to why I hate my life. I looked up to the boy he was staring at my intently like he was trying to figure me out.

"Okay it's this way" I say before walking off to the left wing of the building

"Hey wait up" he shouts

I slow my pace , so he can catch me up , I've always had a fast pace even when running , in gym I could run a lap before half the girls have even tied their shoe laces .

"So, as I'm going to be attending the school, the names Seb short for Sebastian, wants yours?"

If I tell him my name he`s going to want to be friend s, I've spend so long without any, that to start now would go against my image, which I've so carefully built up.

"Sorry I can't tell" I replied

"And why not I told you might"

"Yes well you could be an axe murder and I wouldn't know any better"

Beside me I could see him take something out of his pocket then held it up in, my face, I was looking an id with a picture of Sebastian Anderson

"that could be any ones and you faked the picture" I replied part of me hoping I was wrong imagine if he was an axe murder , and just helped me through the window

"If I was an axe murder, why would I even want to know your name I would just kill you "he said

"Okay I believe you, you're not an axe murder, but I still can't tell you my name, because ... Because I'm an undercover spy" I lied

"Really" he emphasised

I don't think he believed me, but I didn't have chance to reply because in front of us now was no other than Mr. Fart, god I still laugh when I think of his name I feel sorry for all the bulling he went through but that didn't last long because the next thing I know is he`s shouting at me

"Miss Jenkins, what do you think you're doing your meant to be in my class right now?"

Great I thought another to add to my list, I was about to explain I was late in to school when seb involved himself in the conversation

"she was showing me around sir , I'm new here you see I start tomorrow and Mr. Peterson asked her to show me around the school , so I don't get lost " he smoothly lied

"Well that's different then, Miss Jenkins don't forget that HS next week will you"

I nodded dragging seb down the corridor, when we reached the end I open the door and let it slam behind us

"why`d you do that , now I Mr. fart tell Mr. Peterson that I was not in my lesson but in the school none the less he`ll think I was skiving "I said in a panic

I looked at seb whom seemed to think this was a big joke he was laughing at me, when over and hit his arm with as much force as I could muster

"it`s not funny seb the whole point of this was that id dint get in to trouble but things are getting out of hand"

He contained his laughter and looked me in the eye

"I wasn't laughing at you, you said that teacher name was mister fart, did you nickname him that?"

I see now I always used to laugh at his name but over time you get used to it

"No that his really name, it says it on all the letters he gets and stuff like that" I told him

"Wow" was his only comment

"Come on, we have to get you back to your family"

We found seb`s family were he said they would be in the gymnasium , he mum and dad looked to be trying out the kick boxing mats , provoking each other in to attacks , I wish I could do something like that have the power to fight , but I was always to short my mother always said she didn't believe in violets , and nor did my father that was one of the only times she`d mentioned my dad , but still deep down it was a dream I still keep alive in my heart .

I had to go now , sneaking away from seb I walked back out of the gym door but before I got to them seb called out

"Thanks for the help Samantha"

I turned around how did he know my name

"How..."

"It says it on your keying the one on your backpack"

Dam that stupid things it was a present of my mum when I was six so I could remember how to spell my, I don't know why I still have the stupid things, deciding I was going to take it off as soon as I got home, he already know your name I thought well dam, no one else was going too

The last things I hear before the gym doors shut behind me was

"See you around Samantha"

Any review I would be grateful for as this is going to be one in a series of five stories I'm going to write this being the most difficult of storylines to write, so any comments would be helpful especially at the start