Right, I took this over from a my friend Demon Star and so the first two chapters are just copied and pasted from what she wrote.

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Chapter One:

Written by Cele Airrie

Proofread by Demon Star

Warnings: Bullying, violence, swearing(Hell and damn)

The sky was grey with storm clouds and snow was just beginning to fall but it was already melted as it touched the black streets. Windows were coated with a thin sheet of ice that was only just beginning to thaw in the weak sunlight of the early morning that was barely beginning to filter though the clouds. Curtains were drawn over every window and chimneys were thick with smoke as people struggled to bring heat into their icy homes. It was a depressing day but it was to be expected the first day of school after the winter vacation ended.

Jesse Anderson road at the very back of the buss where he would remain unnoticed from the moment he first stepped onto the empty bus to the moment the doors closed behind the last student and the bus turned in the direction of the school. He did not think himself a coward for trying to remain unnoticed but as a person trying to savor his last moment of peace before becoming the new kid that everybody stared at and tried to make friends with. He rested his forehead against the cold glass of the buss's window and closed his eyes as he hid in the large hood of his dark blue sweater with his arms pulled back into the depths of the sweater and crossed tightly over his chest.

The buss may have finished picking up students but it was still not full and Jesse was glad for the lack of students in his row or the one in front of him. He watched the houses passing by slowly as the buss inched along ice slick ground as felt a certain amount of forbidding build within him as he watched the way the smoke curled in the air and almost seemed to form images before fading away. Jesse blinked and then slowly began to close his eyes and let the black ground leach the light from his eyes.

Then the buss slowed and stopped and Jesse sighed as he pulled his forehead away from the glass and waited for the bus to empty before stepping out into the cold, moist air. Jesse stared wide eyed at the school before him, he knew it was a boarding school and therefore it was large but this was on a completely different level than he had expected. He sighed, I am so gonna get lost and look like an idiot on my first day, this is gonna be Hell. Jesse walked to the gates and slid through, keeping as close to the walls as possible and remain unnoticed as he pulled the dark blue hood of his jacket farther over his head to cover his face completely.

Despite all his efforts he caught the attention of a group of boys leaning against the side of the front building, exactly the type of people whose attention he did not want to attract if he could help it. He tried to ignore the way they were watching him like they were predators and he their next meal, bullies. His attempts to lose their interest failed and he felt two hands grab his arms and drag him behind the building where no one could see them. "So, a new kid has come to entertain us," one of the boys holding his arms laughed as they slammed him against the wall as hard as they could and he slid to the ground as he struggled to regain his breath.

"Ah, you don't want to play?" one of the boy said leaning down and dragging Jesse up by the front of his jacket. He shook Jesse for a second and growled as he gained no response then dropped Jesse back on the ground and hit him in the shoulder with all of the strength he could muster. Jesse gasped in pain and once more sunk to the ground as he felt the bruise that he knew was already forming on his shoulder. Jesse managed to take a breath and then he saw it, his escape, he ran for the gap as fast as he could and shot around the boy on is left and through a door into the school.

It was over half of an hour until school began and the halls were deserted as the students ate breakfast in the cafeteria. He was sure that the boys were not following him but he ran none the less, gripping his shoulder tightly to try and ward of the pain. He could feel tears brimming in his eyes, It's my first day and I'm already being bullied more than before, what the Hell did I do? I want away from this, I want to hide in a hole here no one thinks I' a punching bag. His frantic thoughts stopped as he turned a corner and ran headlong into someone who was struggling to shove papers into a locker.

Jesse shrieked softly in surprise and the quickly gathered up the papers that had fluttered to the floor and dropped the pile beside the other without looking up and stammered, "I'm really, really sorry." Then Jesse bolted as soon as the other tried to see his face, Now someone else hates me, what did I ever do? Why can't I be somewhere were no one thinks I'm weird? The other boy watched Jesse run for a second with his mouth open in slight shock and then sprang to his feet and chased Jesse, completely forgetting about his locker and the papers.

The other boy tried to comprehend what had happened, Why was he crying? What did I do? Who was he? Wait no, why am I chasing him when I don't even know him? Whatever, I should apologize for making him cry. The other boy was fast and after only a few hallways he managed to catch up to Jesse and quickly grabbed his arm. Jesse hissed in pain as his shoulder throbbed but managed to yank his arm away from the other boy and back away, "Hey you okay?" Jesse did not respond and the other boy continued, "By the way my name is Jaden Yuki, I'm sorry if I hurt you but are you sure your okay?"

Jesse just stared at Jaden and then turned and ran again but this time Jaden did not follow and instead made his way back to his locker with a sigh, "I'm guessing it wasn't me who made him cry. Ah well, I'm sure I'll see him again if he's going here." Jaden closed his locker and yawned as he made his way to his first class, "I guess this is going to be another day for napping in history but it doesn't matter. If they wanted us to stay awake in that stupid class they could at least try to make it interesting."

Jesse stopped running only when he was absolutely sure that no one was following him and then he turned in a slow circle and felt his heart drop, Now I'm really lost. How am I supposed to get to my class if I don't even know which general direction it is. He glanced over at a door with a sign over it that read 'LIBRARY' and quietly entered the room. He made his way over to the front desk and was met by the wide smile of a kind looking woman and he pushed away any doubts as he spoke, "Um, I'm really lost and I wondered if you might be able to tell me which way the history classrooms are."

She smiled kindly and pulled a map out of one of the draws in her desk and proceeded to highlight where they were and the history classrooms and then the best route between them. Jesse thanked her quietly and darted out the door and closed it quietly before sighing and letting the tears of pain well in his eyes, his shoulder really hurt and he could barely move his arm. I bet my collarbone is broken, this is the worst day ever. Everyone but the teachers hate me, Jesse screamed inwardly, completely forgetting about the brunet named Jaden Yuki.

Jesse forced the tears out of his eyes and wiped the remaining drops off of his face before glancing down at the map. He was careful to follow the directions perfectly and soon found himself outside his history classroom. He shifted his bag on his uninjured right shoulder and knocked lightly on the door and then entered when a quiet voice called for him to enter. Jesse shoved his hood back but then changed his mind and pulled it back up before entering the classroom and walking over to the teacher and handing the man his schedule. The man had black hair which was tied back in a ponytail and there was a caramel-orange colored cat sitting on his desk next to a nameplate reading 'Professor Banner' which Jesse assumed was the man now man glancing over the schedule.

Jaden had his head on his desk and was preparing to close his eyes and sleep when he heard the door open. He glanced around to see that most of the class had their books out and were furiously studying for the quiz, to test how much they had forgotten over the break, that they knew was coming. None of the other students seemed to have just come in and Jaden glanced up at the front of the classroom and gasped in surprise but quickly covered his mouth and glanced around himself to see that no one had noticed. Jaden looked back at the boy who was wearing black jeans and a dark blue sweater with the hood pulled up to cover his face completely.

The boys shoulders were slumped, one more than the other, and his head hung forward in dejection. Seeing the boys sad stance brought back the images of tear filled brilliant emerald eyes that he had only just managed to glimpse as the kid ran. It's that kid who ran into me earlier, Jaden thought in surprise as the teacher handed the now signed schedule back to the boy and pointed him to the seat next to Jaden. The boy sat down next to Jaden but kept his head lowered and his face hidden as he pulled his history book out and placed it on his desk. "Hi again," Jaden greeted the other boy but his only response was the boy jumping, stiffening, and then sliding to the far side of his desk. Jaden almost gave up and left the boy alone but then his curiosity got the better of him and he asked, "So, I told you I'm Jaden but I didn't catch yours? So who are you new kid?"

The boy in the blue jacket flinched t Jaden's words and Jaden could see him struggling to decide wether to answer or not. Finally the boy spoke in a half whisper, "I'm Jesse Anderson." Jaden smiled and was about to ask another question when the teacher called for their attention and then began to tell them about the quiz as he handed it out. Jaden sighed and laid his head down on his desk, he might not have cared about his own grades but he was not the kind of delinquent who would make other people fail as well. Jaden closed his eyes, planning on talking to Jesse later and finding out why he had been crying.