Author's Note: I'm back! This isn't really a sequel to Scary-Cute, but it's set in the same universe (AKA not Lisi's Monster High. I mean, Melody is cool and all, but I fell in love with the webshow version and I'm not gonna cheat on it :) or something like that, lol.) ANYWAYS. This is the story of how Frankie falls in love. If you like it, I'll post the not-as-good second part. So REVIEW :)

Monster High belongs to Mattel, lyrics and songs belong to their respective artists/owners/writers, and Alejandro is ALL mine. Mwahaha. ENJOY!

"Ugh, who's the new kid?" That was the kind of thing I'd expect to hear from Cleo, really.

"Well, I think he's kinda cute. I kinda dig the whole trench-coat look." Some random follower of Cleo's got a glare from the queen herself.

"Mggh…" Ghoulia gazed at him, almost drooling.

I squinted my eyes, trying to figure out what Ghoulia meant. "Yeah, I guess he does look like a gamer type." Whatever those are.

"Think he knows some cool games?" Deuce was already walking towards the new boy, much to Cleo's chagrin.

"Hi, I'm Deuce. You new here?"

"Y-yes. I just transferred here…"

"From where?"

"Um, it's not in this city, so I don't think you'd know…"

"Well, you wanna hang out after school? We're going to have a game of casketball."

"C-c-c-casketball? Um, no thanks, I have to, um, leave early, cause…" He looked absolutely flustered. New vocabulary rocks.

Deuce stepped back, laughing. "Okay, okay dude, It's cool. But drop by if you ever do have time to play."

"Um, sure, I'll do that."

The new boy stood around, waiting for the teacher, probably, until he decided it was better to sit down. He looked around the classroom…

Draculaura freaked out. "No way. He's not sitting next to me. Um, ah... Frankie, switch seats with me! Quick! Please?"

"Why?"

"Because… Because… I think he might make a good boyfriend for you!" She blurted, pushing me out of my seat. I took her seat as the new boy sat down next to me.

"Hi, I'm Frankie," I said, smiling.

"I'm Alejandro."

"Like the 'don't call my name' one?" I smiled, trying to make a joke, but he just looked confused.

"Um… I don't know."

"Come on, you don't know the song?"

"He doesn't know the song?"

"Ohmigod you've never heard of it?"

"You really are from out of town."

"I bet he's never heard of Justin Bones."

"I don't think he even knows the Jaundice Brothers!"

Loud laughter filled the classroom as Cleo's ladies-in-waiting set off another wave of mean comments, and Alejandro looked like he wanted to disappear.

"It's okay," I whispered, "Cleo and her followers are always like that."

"R-really?"

"Mm-hmm." Uh, am I supposed to be his girlfriend or his mom?

The door opened, and everyone got quiet as our geogrephy teacher walked into the room.

"Well, well, class, it looks like we have a new student. What's your name?"

"Alejandro."

"Hmm… Yes, yes… You're fine right there. I assume you don't have a textbook yet? Then I guess you can borrow one from Frankie. Now, class, open your textbooks to page 243, and we'll continue reading about the Alps and their impact on the lifestyle of the Yeti. Helga, could you start?"

Alejandro leaned closer to me, and I mean really close. I guess. I shifted away from him. But then again, he was trying to read the geogrephy textbook, so I guess that's not so weird.

After a long, boring class, the bell rang.

"Um, thanks for letting me use your book," Alejandro said as we walked out of the room, together. I went blank for a moment, then remembered his question.

"Oh, no, it's okay."

"Um, can you help me find my next class?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Um… Dead Languages…"

"I have that next. We'll go together." I smiled.

We kept walking, together. I tried to come up with something to say.

"Um, you know, backpacks aren't allowed in the classrooms." I gestured to the huge, heavy-looking bag he was carrying.

"They aren't?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure you won't get in trouble, cause you don't have a locker yet. But just so you know." I smiled, and he just looked nervous.

"Oh. Okay." Alejandro followed me. He sat next to me, in the seat where Draculaura usually sits. I looked around, and sure enough, the vegan vampire was nowhere to be found. I looked at Alejandro. He looked back at me.

He's like a puppy. No, even Watzit is more happy-looking. I sighed, and scooted closer to him and pulled out my notes so he could look over them.

After school, Alejandro and I went to the office to collect his textbooks and find out his locker number. After a few near-death experiences on the stairs, we finally made it to his locker, and proceeded to stuff the heavy volumes inside.

"So, Ale." Saying his whole name usually started another round of mean comments, and the nickname was kind of starting to grow on me. "Random question to ask, but what kind of monster are you?"

"Um, I'm..." He glanced around nervously. Gosh, I hope it's not something totally embarrassing. "I'm an exorcist," he finally said in a low voice.

"A what?"

"An exorcist."

"What kind of monster is that?"

"I'm human, okay? I hunt monsters."

My eyes widened. No wonder Draculara looked so freaked out, but that really didn't explain the whole boyfriend thing.

"Then... why are you here?" What do I do? Tell the principal? Call the police?

"I… I kind of got kicked out of my school…"

"Why?"

"Because… Um… I kind of…" Alejandro looked down, and I waited patiently.

"I fell in love, okay?" He said quietly. "I fell in love with this girl. A monster girl. Then I was supposed to kill her. So I changed schools."

I nodded. Note to self: Ghoulgle "exorcist" when I get home.

"But it looks like I can't fit in here either. I mean, I was always kind of a nerd…" He laughed bitterly. "Now I'm a human in a school of monsters. How am I supposed to fit in here?" Poor guy. A girl can only gaze so long into mournful puppy-dog eyes. I thought for a moment.

"Well… you could be bitten by a vampire. Or a zombie. Or a werewolf. Or Cleo might put a curse on you, if you ask nicely and bring her a gift. She really likes gold jewelry, just make sure it's real. Andrew Ratburger never quite got rid of that nasty rash... Of course, there's that witch who's in our mad science class. Except she only talks to spirits… Um… maybe that wizard who's in drama club? He can probably turn you into a rat or something…" I trailed off, realizing that Alejandro was laughing.

"What?"

"No, it's…" He couldn't stop laughing. Finally he caught his breath. "Sorry, I guess… I don't know… Maybe… Maybe I don't need to fit in so much. None of you guys actually fit in with each other, either. I mean, that's how it looks to me, but maybe to you guys…"

I smiled. "It's okay. It doesn't look like it right now, but this school is scary-cool. Just wait, and you'll find your place."

Not that I'd know. It's only been like…Three months? But still…I have friends, and maybe even my own place on the fearleading squad. Well, if Cleo lets me stay.

I barely noticed that Alejandro was quiet. He was staring at me with a weird look in his eyes.

"Wh-" I froze, bewildered, as his lips were on mine.

Is this… my first kiss…?

He pulled away quickly.

"Sorry, I…" He closed his eyes, turned away, and ran down the hall. I put one hand on my chest. My heart was beating fast.

As shadows grew in the hall (Okay, sure, they're already shadowy, but whatever.) I walked out of the building, but it was more like I was walking on a cloud. As soon as I was beyond the mauve-colored walls, I squealed with joy and jumped around for a while. That catchy song from yesterday was caught in my head again.

My first kiss went a little like this,

(Smack!) And twist,

(Smack! Smack!) And twist,