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I knew starting at a new school in the middle of the term was a bad idea, I mean really, no brainer, right? But this? Sitting next to a boy who's giving me the evil eye while trying to sit as far away from me as possible? So was not expecting this.

I tried smiling at him when I first sat down. Pssshhh. Colossal mistake. That's when the glaring began. 42 minutes later and it's still like this. In fact, all this glaring is making my skin itch.

A few seats away from me, I notice more people staring at me. It's not that I didn't know this was a small school in a community where everyone knew everyone elses story and most of these kids grandparents schooled together... But really, what's the deal? Am I that much of an outcaste here?

I foresee a bright future for me here at Domino High. And its with those dismal thoughts that I sigh and rest my cheek on my cupped palm. Partly out of despair, partly to protect my left side from Mr. Evil Eye.

I've been reduced to checking my wrist watch every few seconds like the rabbit in Alice in Wonderland. Only, I'm not late, I'm just really, really bored. We already covered this stuff at my last school, and in all honesty, it was presented in a way that made learning fun. Although, I'm probably being overly critical of this place. It might have something to do with the glaring.

The moment the bell rings, I'm already up and halfway to the door. I'm not a particularly athletic person but everyone has their moments. I make it to the threshhold before I find myself pressed against the locker, the breath knocked out of me as I stare, dumbstruck, into the face of Mr. Evil Eye.

"Is this some kind of sick joke?"

You know, he really is quite good looking. Totally random, but true nonetheless. When he speaks its between clenched teeth. He has a strong, defined jaw that seems to be twitching. It's then that I realise how angry he is, and take in the fact that he has just dragged me out of the classroom and pushed me against the lockers.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask, trying for the same anger. But even to me, my voice sounds hollow. More curious than angry actually.

"Don't play dumb," he says, punching the locker next to my head, " Pegasus put you up to this, didn't he?"

"Um, what?"

I'm only half listening as he explains. Something to do with my father, Maximillion Pegasus trying to steal his company away from him blah blah- HELLO, this guy is crazy! He PUNCHED the locker next to my head!?

I look around me, hoping someone will notice me but no one does, they just take what they need from the lockers and move on. What is wrong with this school?

"Look, ok. I'm sure it seems that way to you, but really, I'm just here to finish high school." I say in what I hope is a soothing voice, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "This is not some cra- um, conspiracy against you. I. Dont. Want. Your. Company. Seriously."

Mr. Evil Eye just stands there, hovering over me. He's no longer glaring, but the staring is just as creepy. It's like he's seeing me for the first time. Which, you know, totally is not true, he's been looking at me non stop the entire first period.

Before either of us can say anything else, the warning bell sounds. Mustering all the strength I can, I try to push him away, and when that fails, I squeeze past him.

"Sorry, I'd love to stay and chat but it's my first day, cant be late, bad impressions and all."

And now I am officially the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland. Urgh, being the new kid sucks.