Narrator POV

Robbie Shapiro woke up to the cheerful yet sharp tone of his mother calling up to him from the kitchen.

It was his first day at his new school, and she didn't want him to be late, although he really didn't care.

Robbie was a good student. He always got A's and did his work. But he wasn't exactly popular because of it. Sherwood, his old High School, was all about grades and how you participated in the class room. Hollywood Arts is nothing like that.

He was frightened and nervous. He had no idea how his day would go. This school was filled with talented kids from all over. Robbie was very talented; the only person who didn't think that was Robbie himself.

Robbie's Dad had just left him and his Mom for another woman, leaving them to fend for themselves. But that wasn't hard. Robbie's mom was top notch movie director and play write. His dad was a doctor. Sending Robbie to Sherwood was his dad's idea, wanting Robbie to follow in his footsteps. His mom of course could see Robbie's many talents and saw what truly made him happy. This is what led to the divorce.

As soon as the papers were signed, his Dad was out of the house and Robbie had been enrolled in Hollywood Arts High School.

Robbie was excited, but nervous by how he would be treated. Every high school is the same. Everyone always picks on the nerdy kid.

Robbie was tall, not very well built and had a mass of curly black hair with glasses that hid his pretty green eyes.

He was a handsome boy, but of course, everyone but him was able to see that.

He rolled out of bed and went to his closet, trying to decide on something to wear that wouldn't make him look like a complete idiot.

He settled on a nice pair of dark fitted jeans, a pair of tan vans and a light blue button up shirt.

He looked in the mirror, pleased with his appearance before heading downstairs to greet his mother good morning.

"Morning Mom." He smiled, kissing her cheek as she made him a cup of coffee.

"Morning sweet heart. Are you excited for your first day at school?" She asked happily.

"I guess…it's gonna be hard being I'm coming here Junior year."

"What makes you think that?" She asked.

"Everyone already knows everyone. Everyone has friends already. It's going to be hard trying to find somewhere to fit in." He shrugged, sipping his coffee.

"Oh don't think like that baby. Just be yourself." She encouraged.

"That hasn't really helped me mom." He smiled sadly.

"Stop it! I don't want to hear you talking like this. You are going to have a great day. You hear me?" She scolded, still smiling at him as she handed him his backpack before leading him to the door.

"Alright mom."

"Good. Now let's get going. You don't want to be late!" She jumped with excited, earning a laugh from Robbie.

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"Okay Mr. Shapiro. Here is a list of all your classes, that there, is your locker number and combination. Everyone in this school decorates there locker to represent their individuality. It is mandatory and should be done by the end of the week. Any questions?" Helen, his new school principle asked.

"No ma'am." He smiled politely, taking the paper from her.

"Enjoy your first day at Hollywood Arts." She smiled, ushering his out of her office.

Robbie exited the office to be greeted by a hall filled with colors and enthusiasm.

He smiled, already taking a liking to his new school.

He scanned the lockers, looking for one that matched the number on his paper. The he came across it. It was blank and blue with nothing on it.

He smiled, entering the combination before loading his things into it.

Moments later, he felt a presence next to him, followed by a giggle. Turning to his right he saw a girl. She had red velvet hair that caressed down her back in light curls.

She was looking down at her phone giggling at whatever she was reading. She had the locker right next to him.

He couldn't believe that such a girl could be so close to him. Robbie didn't have a very good history with girls. He's never had a girlfriend or has had a proper conversation, with a good looking girl that is, that didn't end in a slap or a knee to the crotch.

He didn't even realize he was staring until he realized he was now staring at her eyes. Big, brown and warm.

"Hi!" She said happily bouncing on the bawls of her heals.

He didn't know how to, or if he even could, respond so he just stood there, still looking at the petite girl in front of him.

She laughed again, now waving a hand in front of his face.

"Hellloooo-"

"Babe lets go." Said a deep voice, coming up to the girl and grabbing her arm. He was a tall guy, handsome, well built, and the total opposite of Robbie. He was wearing a varsity football jacket so it didn't take a genius to figure out he was on the football team.

"Kk." She obeyed like a trained puppy and allowed herself to be dragged down the hall by him.

She turned around to wave at Robbie, but earned a glare from her boyfriend, at least that's what Robbie assumed, and instantly retreated, kissing the boys cheek and proceeding to follow him.

Robbie shook the encounter off as if it was nothing, not wanting to get involved. For the rest of the day he thought it would just be best to keep his head down and mind his own business.

His first class was Guitar, which wasn't hard at all because that was one of his talents and he had a lot of fun.

His class for Second Block was English. It wasn't one of his favorites, but he did pretty well in it.

After class he headed to his locker to put his things away before he headed to the cafeteria for lunch. But he didn't make it there.

In front of him were the boy and girl from that morning, followed by two large dudes, also wearing varsity jackets, standing right next to his locker.

Robbie, not wanting to have any problems, stopped walking and pulled out his phone, trying to act like he was consumed in whatever was on his screen.

Robbie was zoned out at one point, was brought back to reality when he heard loud laughing. When he looked up, he saw the three guys looking at him, laughing even harder when Robbie made eye contact with them. The girl just stood there uncomfortably in the ones arms, not wanting to be a part of it.

"Hey dork? You gotta problem?" The boy from that morning called out to him.

"W-What?" Robbie asked with a gulp of fear.

"Well you are staring at us like an idiot. You gotta problem?" He asked again, this time in a deeper and more intimidating voice.

"Evan stop." The girl finally spoke, but softly and sounding scared, trying to get his attention.

"Don't tell me what to do." He said angrily at her, pushing her away from him before making his way to Robbie, followed by the other two.

For some reason this made Robbie mad. Robbie grew up being taught to respect women and how to treat them properly. Especially after witnessing the way his Dad treated his Mom. Robbie might not know this girl, but he knew that was no way to treat her.

"You really shouldn't treat her like that." Robbie said without think, instantly regretting it.

"What did you say?" He said, getting in his face. "She's mine. I'll do what I want."

"She's yours?" Robbie asked, not even knowing if his mouth and brain were connected anymore.

Dude shut up, he's going to hit you.

"Yeah as in my girlfriend. You've probably never heard of it." He sneered getting a laugh.

He then turned around, heading back to her.

"I've got football practice for all of lunch. I'll see you after school babe." He said extra loudly for Robbie to hear, before roughly pressing his lips to hers.

She stood there rigidly, not wanting to upset him again.

Once he pulled away he laughed before heading back to Robbie.

"Out of my way." He snarled, pushing Robbie to the ground.

Once they were around the corner and gone, the girl came rushing up to Robbie helping him up.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry for him. Are you okay?" She asked, genuinely concerned.

Robbie dusted himself off before looking at her.

Her hair, he eyes, her lips, her teeth…everything about her seemed perfect in that moment. The way he voice floated as if on pillows. They echoed through his mind. The care and concern that hid behind every word she spoke. He didn't even realize he was staring again until she spoke.

"Hello?" She giggled waving a hand in front of his face. "Did you lose your voice somewhere when you fell?" She giggled.

"No…I-I'm sorry. I'm just not use to pretty girls talking to me." He said awkwardly, mentally beating himself up for letting those words escape his lips. "And I didn't fall. I was pushed." He said annoyed, not at her, but at Evan.

Her cheeks were tinted pink from his earliest words before she spoke again.

"I'm really sorry for him. He can be…" she trailed off.

"A bully?" Robbie chuckled as they both headed to their lockers.

"I guess…" She said looking away for a moment before looking back at him.

"You didn't have to stick up for me like that."

"He shouldn't treat you like that." Robbie said, occupied with his things in his locker.

"He's just…over protective." She decided after a pause.

"That's all he is?" Robbie asked with a chuckled.

"That's just how he is." She said, this time sterner.

"Either way, a girl like you shouldn't be treated like that." He said closing his locker shut and turning towards her.

"Well thank you…" she trailed off.

"Robbie." He smiled, holding out his hand.

"Robbie. Thanks Robbie." She smiled sweetly. "I'm Caterina. But everyone calls me Cat."

"Cool name." He commented, releasing her hand.

"Thanks." She giggled. "So you're new?" She asked.

"Yup." He nodded.

"How do you like it so far?" She asked happily.

"It's nice. It's a lot better than my old school. It's going to take me a while to find my way around."

"Oh well if you ever need help, I'm right next door." She giggled cutely, knocking lightly on her locker that was next to his.

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind." He smiled.

"So what do you have Fourth Block?" She asked.

"Hhmmmm Algebra. How about y-" He began but was cut off.

"Oh me too! Me too!" She chirped, jumping up and down.

Robbie laughed, truly intrigued by how innocent and colorful she was.

"Well I got to go. I'll see you next block! Sit next to me will ya?" She asked, going in for a hug, surprising him.

"S-Sure. No p-problem." He said, hesitantly hugging her back.

"Bye Robbie!" She said, skipping away from him and into the Asphalt Café.

Robbie took a deep breathe, unable to comprehend if this was all a dream or not. Yeah he might have been pushed down and made fun of and it was only 3rd block. But he made a friend. And that friend happened to be a girl.

Robbie stood there for a moment, watching as she turned around the corner.

"Cat…" He said to himself, before shoving his hands in his pockets and walking off.

A/N: So I was really bored and I kind of didn't feel like updating Together, so this is my new story! I'm really excited for this one because I have a lot planned. It's probably going to be my favorite out of all the ones I write. I'm still going to finish Together I just felt like starting this one.

Well I hope you guys like it so far! I'm so excited!

I'm really bored though now. Someone should update.

Or if you know a really good fluffy Cabbie story, put the name in your review! I have read almost all of them so I probably know the ones you tell me but who knows!

Review and let me know what you think of the first chapter!

Hope everyone had a fun Thanksgiving!

Madison