NOTE: I started writing this a long ass time ago, So the first chapter isn't the best. It's told from Clarke's POV and also Shayla's POV
I may fix it later and make it third person, but I don't know.. Second chapter first. Just sayin' ;]

I gritted my teeth as i watched Shayla flaunt her shit around the cafeteria. It irked me to the extreme. It wouldn't be half as bad if Shayla were

"normal" looking. But she wasn't, and she knew it. Shayla was fucking gorgeous with her long blond hair and hazel eyes. She had perfectly tan

skin, and i could have swore on anything that she had a damn six pack under her shirt. While everyone else was getting braises in middle school,

her teeth were perfect, just like the rest of her. We had been best friends since kindergarten, so you'd think id get used to it.. That never

happened.

Especially at times like this when she was flirting with all the damn boys. What was even worse then her flirting with them all, was that those

we're the only damn boys we had to flirt with. While I enjoyed boarding school, it definitely had its disadvantages. One of the biggest

disadvantage was the lack of boys there. We had been pretty much going to school with the same ones ever since 6th grade, so they got a little

old a little too fast. Everyone there came from wealthy families, including Shayla and I. That just made the boys even worse. Not only we're they

male, but they we're cocky, inconsiderate, and quite raunchy. It didn't even matter though, because they we're all into Shayla anyways.

Eventually, I got sick of watching Shayla be a little whore, so i got up and walked outside of the cafeteria hall. I was on my way to my dorm

when I stopped in my tracks. There was some random Mercedes in front of the main office. That was definitely not normal, so I walked towards it.

When i got to it, I cupped my hands over my eyes and looked through the window. There were duffel bags in there, which meant we had a new

student. That got me quite excited. A part of me was hoping that it was a really cool girl from like New York or something. I could trade my

roommate for her and then id have someone else to talk to all the time other than my freekin' slut of a best friend.

So there I was, looking into this car like a creeper, when i felt a hand on my shoulder. Startled, I jumped up and turned around to see the new

kid. Definitely not a girl, and he was definitely the hottest person I had ever met. "What the hell are you doing?" The guy looked at me and flipped

his hair out of his face. It was long hair, the skater kind. It was straight and a reddish brown that reminded me of autumn. "Uhm, sorry. I was

just," I looked at him in the eyes and pushed my bangs out of my face. "You we're just being a fucking Creeper." I frowned. He was right, I was

probably looking like the weirdest person in the friggin universe. "Yeah uh, sorry about that. Would you believe that uhm... Ive never seen a

Mercedes before and I just wanted to see the furnishing?" I let out a nervous laugh and looked around for any kind of out. For the first time ever, i

was practically praying for Shayla to walk out and take him away. "Uh.. No, sorry creeper. I'm not believing that." He laughed slightly and pulled

out some bags. "Well, if you're going to creep on me, you might as well help me find my dorm so that you know which window to look in at night."

I rolled my eyes and nodded slightly. This was going to be interesting.

"Thats the girls dorm," I pointed to a dorm that had WINCHESTER written across the top in big brass letters. The guy stopped and looked at it,

then looked down at me with his beautiful hazel eyes. "Show me which window leads to your room, just in case I have a sudden urge to be like a

white knight and pull up on my 'noble steed' to rescue you from the tower." I Looked at him and laughed, "Oh by 'noble steed' you do mean

Mercedes, correct?" I smirked and walked to the edge of the large white building so that i was standing right in front of my window. "It's the one

on the seventh floor. Biggest room in the dorm." He looked at me and flipped his autumn hair out of his face. "Who'd you have to fuck to get that

room?" He winked at me and started walking forward. "Uhm, no one! As a matter of fact, I'm a virgin." Lie. I was such a liar. "Oh I'm sure thats

true. You seriously must think I'm an idiot if I'm going to believe that a girl, with perfect skin, perfect green eyes, beautiful brown curls, and a tiny

waste is a virgin." He turned around and looked at me from head to toe. "Don't believe for one second I didn't notice your C cup and cute ass." I

stopped in my tracks stared at him, shocked that someone I just met was already telling me things like this. He just smirked and kept walking like

he had been at the school his entire life. "Okay lets say, hypothetically I'm not a virgin and I hypothetically lost it to a teacher in 8th grade who

hypothetically got fired. What would that have to do with getting a big dorm room?" I had to walk fast to keep up with this guy. He looked over his

shoulder at me and flashed his perfectly engineered teeth in my direction. "I don't know, I just figure that at this school ether daddy donates lots

of money yearly, or you sleep around to get to the top." I snarled at him and stopped at the guys dorm. I hadn't even gotten this guys name yet,

and he was already under my skin.

As we walked up the steps to the door of KENNINGTON dorm, which had been named after my great grandfather, I finally opened my mouth

and asked the question that had been on my mind for so long. "Whats your name? I mean, we've been talking for awhile now and neither one of

us know each others names." A nervous laugh escaped my mouth and i started to drag one of his bags to the common room of Kennington boys

dorm. "Guess." He smirked and looked at me, I was immediately turned on. This guy was so mysterious and I just wanted to throw him down on

the fucking floor and rip his clothes off with my teeth. "Adam, you look like an Adam." He raised his eyebrow and shook his head. "Hell no. Adam?

Really?" He laughed, "try again." The only thing running through my head was naked images of him sprawled out in various positions calling my

name from the other room, but I tried to be good and focused on naming him. "William? Wait, just kidding. Thats not a sexy name!" We both

laughed and I tried again. "James, Edward, Emmet, Jasper." I laughed and he stared me down like I was weird. " I'm not a vampire babe." When

he called me babe I felt tingles from my feet up to my ears, but I had to keep focusing. "Ugh! I give up! Just tell me your name. I'll go first. My

name is Clarke." Finally, he decided that I had gone through enough suffering and he smiled. "Nate. My name is Nate."