Sweat dripped from her brow as the girl slowed down her jogging speed to a stop. Huffing and puffing, Chase bent over and held her sides to catch a bit of breath for a second or two. Normally Chase would jog early mornings on Saturday to keep in good shape, but lately the need to slack off has gotten the better of her. Now she's paying the price.

She stood back up and straightened her posture. Only half a mile to go before she was back at her new place. The only thing that's stopping her is the constant nagging laziness in the back of her head. The feeling to just walk the rest of the way pulled at her, but going with it would mean giving up. Chase was tough. Chase never gave up. Giving up was for quitters, and a quitter was something Chase was not.

Blowing out a big breath, she starts jogging once more. As she turns back on her Mp3 player, she listens to the music on it and allows her head to go wild with the typical 'New Girl' thoughts about her school swimming to the surface. Things wandering in and out, like if she would be liked, or if there was going to be people who decide to hate her for no reason. Would her classes be similar to her old ones? Would she make any friends on the first day? Maybe there will even be someone whom she would fall madly in love with instantly.

Suddenly brought back to reality, Chase realized it was because she wasn't paying attention to where she was heading to and had carelessly ran into somebody. A loud 'thud' was heard as she fell with the other person onto the sidewalk. "Son of a—"

Chase looked up at the body she ran into and her jaw almost dropped at the sight of the Godly figure. While she was drooling over the stranger, he rubbed the back of his bright red hair with a softly tanned hand. His healthy sun-kissed skin glowed in the morning sunlight, and though his features were scrunched up, probably from the pain of falling onto concrete, it was obvious that he was a beautiful person. Even his glaring eyes are a beautiful light ash.

"Hey, A-cup, watch where you're going!"

And then the personality brought all of her lovely thoughts to straight into the ground.

Blowing some of the bangs out of her bright green eyes, Chase threw a sharp glare at the young man. "There's no need for you to be an ass! It was an accident! It's not like you broke your arm." She stood up from him, but still held a hand out to help him up after she dusted herself off. You know, common courtesy.

Instead of accepting Chase's offer, the guy hopped up onto his feet whilst glaring at the girl. "Yeah, right. If you ever do that to me again, you have a second thing coming if you think you're going to get off as easily as this time."

With that, he threw 'tsk' at Chase, turned around and walked the opposite direction from her. The girl's mouth was wide open in incredulity and her brows were furrowed together in anger. Who the hell did this guy think he was?

Before Chase could give comment back to the jerk, he was already almost out of her line of vision.

"What the hell!" she complained after he disappeared from sight,"The attractive boys always turn out to be jackasses!" Her annoyance caused a groan to rumble out of her throat and she then continued on with her morning jog in a foul mood.

"Cha~se!"

An annoyed look took over her features as she slammed her fist into the table. This is the fifth time in the last forty minutes. "What?!"

"Come here, stupid!"

She grumbled as she stood up out of her chair and started to walk to her oldest brother's room. "What do you want?! I thought I told you that I'm busy!" By then she was at his open door.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Just get over here already!" he replied,"I don't got all day!"

"Oh? And what exactly makes you think I do?!" she growled, now standing next to the chair he was currently sitting in.

He ignored her question. "Me and Richy are going out with a few friends tonight, dad ain't gonna be home for like two days or some crazy bullshit, and I haven't heard from Vince in God knows how long."

Chase rolled her eyes. "Yeah, and? I already knew about dad not being home until Wednesday, both you and Richy are always out, and Vince moved in with his girlfriend before we came here." she pointed out and waved her hand a little,"He's not living with us anymore, dumbass. He's living with her."

"Hey, don't talk down to me like you're king of the fuckin' world." Ross retorted with a sharp look. "I was just letting you know. Ya' know, like the good big brother I am." He then shot her that big, goofy grin he almost always had. "Anyways, if you're gonna have someone over tonight, just tell me or Richy. I know for a fact you got both of our numbers. Also, if anything happens, you just get us, alright?"

Chase has a smartass retort ready to shoot back at him, but the serious glow in his eyes was that of an overprotective sibling. Deciding against being mean, she nodded with a small smile and headed back to her room. Of course, not before having Ross quickly pinch her sides, causing her to have a brief giggle fit and give a hit to his shoulder.

She closed the door to her room and threw herself back onto her twin-sized bed that looked like it had been bombarded with stuffed animals, and a purple comforter mixed in with a rather obnoxious color of pink as the sheets. Opening back up her laptop, she quickly typed in her password and went off into internet-land, the place she often found herself skipping out on schoolwork and her reason for not wanting to work out anymore. Being online made her forget that there was actually such thing as a "real life." The internet is what usually comforted her when she was in serious time of need or feeling too angry with herself or someone and she needed to calm down. This was also the place she found herself going to when she was always bullied in her old town and felt like there was no one was safe enough to talk to about it.

Logging into Facebook for a few minutes, she saw that several "friends" commented on her wall, saying things like: "O Chase! I miss u so much girl! How r u?! Txt me babe xo" "Heya Chaser! How ya been? We miss ya here! Call me as soon as you can!" "dang has it really already been 2 weeks? feels longer than that. message me."

The need to laugh bitterly at all the fake "I miss you"s was almost making Chase feel sick.

Yeah. Bullshit you miss me. You're all just a bunch of fuckin' liars is what you are. Rot in hell for all I care. Chase thought bitterly, but replied almost the exact opposite of her thoughts. She set her status to: "Hey guys! Miss you all! Thanks for caring :) but I'm really enjoying it here! Gonna be super busy this summer so I won't message/text or be on the internet a lot! Take care guys."

Of course, that all was a complete lie. She didn't miss any of the backstabbers there. The countless times she was betrayed, lied to, ridiculed. It almost made her sick of all the countless times she'd convinced herself that they didn't mean to hurt her feelings and that she should give them all another chance. There's no way she'd actually want to visit them again. There was no point.

But it's not like she knew anyone from here, either. The one person she did have an actual conversation with was that guy she ran into earlier, and it was rather unwanted to have a similar run-in with him again.

Because of the lack of people in the "friends" department, Chase would be finding herself on the internet more often than normal. Most of the people she trusted happened to be on there anyways, but they were unheard of for several days. It made Chase worry, but she figured they had more of a life than she did.

Sighing, she finally turned off her computer right after she heard the front door slam shut, followed by the voices of her two older brothers outside and the slamming of their car doors before the sound of the engine rumbled, signaling they were driving off. She figured this would be the perfect time to take a nice, warm shower and get her mind off of the things that have been bothering her the past few weeks.