A/N: Hello! Here I am, with a whole new story! I know, I know, maybe I should finish my last one? Well, truth be told, I kind of feel like it's done, for the time being. Hopefully I'll get back to it, but not right away. Anyway, so this is a new story I've had in my head for a while, so here I go! Hope you like it! R/R please!

Chapter 1.

This was it. Doom was coming, and it was coming fast.

Ashley Spinelli was sitting in the back of a big, black Range Rover, with her parents driving. It was the 1st. of December, a day she usually loved. But not this year. They were going to a Christmas party with the «elite of the town» as her parents so nicely had put it. The only positive things was that she didn't know if any of her friends were here, and if some was, it was probably not all of them. She couldn't have delt with that right now.

She was wearing a simple, red dress that fitted her perfectly, tight at her waist and going out from there. Her hair was just out, falling easily down her back. Or at least, half her back. Her pretty face was tense and serious, as they were getting closer to the Town Hall. She knew that she would get attention for her looks tonight. She hated that. She knew she was pretty, but it wasn't like that was her accomplicement, it was just luck. if people were to give her attention, she would want it to be about her talents, or who she really is. Not her looks.

Jeez, what would she give to be at home, decorating and making her room more like home again. There was a lot of work to do there, especially as she would be alone in that big house most of the time anyway. She just wanted to jump out of the car, and run. As fast as she could.

Yet, here she was, still going.

How did it get to this? Her life had been pretty alright the last couple of years. When she was 14, and about to start high school, she didn't think so, of course. She was supposed to go to high school with all her friends, her childhood friends. But suddenly, her parents had decided that, since they had to travel a lot for work in the next years, she would be better off at a Boarding school. In England.

She had been angry. And shocked. And so, so hurt. She knew work was important to her family, but this? Wow. Her whole high school experience would be ruined at that old, horrible school.

Her friends weren't any calmer than her. They all handled it differently though.

Gretchen had been sad, and confused, and very scared of feeling alone. Spinelli was the only other girl in their gang, after all.

Gus and Mikey was just sad. Simple as that. They didn't even bother getting mad, they just decided to make the best of the time they had left as a whole group.

Vince, on the other hand had been furious. He had, at one point, plans to talk to her parents and tell them how awful they were and how could they do this and so on. Luckily the others talked him out of it.

TJ had tried to be supportive, as always. At the time Spinelli was just pissed at him for being so positive. Didn't he understand her world was falling apart? But he promised they would all stay in touch, and meet up at holidays. Yeah, it was a good plan, at the time. Except it didn't work. At all.

The first few moths had been okay. But then, life caught up to them. And then Spinelli's family decided going back for the holidays would make it harder for her to leave again, so they started spending every vacation away. At this point, all of them had come a far way in their lives, and the feeling that they were growing apart was only getting stronger.

At first, she had been angry about this. But then, she discovered, life in England wasn't so bad after all. She made friends at school joined a dancing team and the lacrosse, and found some hidden talents in her computer classes. After a year, she was rather popular over there. Not like, the bratty, bitchy popular, but the kind of person people just learn to know. She had a certain power, but not like a typical blonde, skinny, rich kind of power. It was just… different.

But there was no need to think about that now. Because, here she was, The beginning of December, about to start a new school, a new life. Again. And at the end of a semester and everything. She had got her christmas finales in England jus before the… incident, and yet she still had to show up to class all of December. It was not a dream situation, and in Junior year, when everyone else had found their places at the school.

But first, let's party, right? Ugh, her parents could not have made it any worse for her to deal with the first day back.

When she was expelled for… well, that's not something she likes to think about either, her parents had decided that 17 was old enough to be fine on her own for weeks at a time, and managed to enroll her at the high school she would have gone to if her parents hadn't sent her away. The school of where what her life could have been like was waiting.

She had checked all of her old friends Facebook accounts, and they were all there. Still friends too, by the looks of it. That, she was happy about. But they had no idea she was back, no idea she would just show up for school today.

Amazing, what Facebook can teach you about a person.

TJ had defiantly changed a lot. From the pictures she had seen, he was normal height and weight, and he still had his green eyes, of course. But he also had kinda curly and messy hair, not afro curly, but, kind of cute curly really. Not that it mattered. Jesus, it's TJ. Chubby little TJ that was their hero all through childhood. From his interest, she learned that he's into punk/rock music, loves horror movies and seems to be a bit of a gaming nerd.

Vince was just like she imagined him. Tall, athletic, and undeniable handsome. He had a buzzcut, but not completely short. It seemed like he was on both the football team and the basked team, being the star player, of course. He always had it in him.

Gus was a surprise. She had always guessed he would turn out to be kind of an army guy, like his dad, but he seemed to be pretty normal. Blonde hair, play skin, rather skinny, and happy looking. He had posted some of the pictures he had drawn, and she had to admit, they were pretty good. And she was pretty into art, so the meant something, coming from her.

Mikey had, on the other hand, made a lot more sense. He was still a bit on the big side, but not fat. At all, really, but he was kind big boned she guessed. And rather tall. But he just looked so friendly, like he always had. She actually kind of looked forward to meet him again, if he even wanted to talk to her.

Her only girl friend from the group had grown pretty. Not flashing pretty, like the ones you notice in a crowd, but still pretty. She had auburn, half long hair, bue eyes, and wore rather large, black glasses. She seemed to be just as into science as before, if not even more. Spinelli couldn't help but wonder how she was like now.

Her train of thoughts came to a halt as the car stopped. They were here, outside the town hall, with music and lights and people everywhere. A real Christmas party, she guessed.

She wasn't ready for this.

A/N: Okay, short, I know. But I just had to start somewhere, and it's 1 AM here, and this will be kinda Christmas themed, so I had to start! Please, tell me what you think?