I stepped into the crowded halls, my eyes wandering over all the teenagers in them. I smiled, softly, to myself, recalling all the memories of my friends. Samuel, with his dark dreads, Hannah and her red hair, Lindsay and her overly talkativeness, and Marissa with her shining smile. I pulled myself from my daze, walking up towards my locker.35-7-17, I recalled, turning the dial. I heard footsteps behind me, praying that it was one of my friends, and not the Neanderthal 'jocks'.

"Hey, Jasmine," I heard Sam's easy-going tone speak from behind me. I closed my neat locker door, with a smile. Turning around, I took in his outfit (weheartit (Dot) com/entry/27385883, with a growing smile. I peered around him, at a tall boy, with glasses.

"Hey, Sammy," I greeted, "Who's this," I asked, gesturing to the boy. I smiled, warmly at him, as he gave a small smile back.

"This is Cameron Mitchell," Sam informed. He held out a hand, obviously for me to shake, "No, Cameron. Jasmine doesn't shake hands. She hugs," I grinned at him, pulling him into a tight hug. I pulled away, looking at his outfit. ( weheartit (Dot) com/entry/25430212)

"I love you're outfit, Cam," I squealed, "It looks amazing," Sam let out a laugh as Cameron looked at him, hopelessly confused.

"Jasmine is a very friendly person. She always picks out good things in people. And she loves nicknames," Sam said, smiling at him. Cameron nodded.

"I like you," He said, with a smile of his own.

"Likewise," I sang.

"You're outfit is gorgeous," He replied. I smiled, once again, looking down at my outfit (Polyvore (Dot) com/cgi/set?id=50346506). I looked back up at him, with a larger smile.

"Gracias~," I respond. He tilted his head a bit, "Lo siento! I'm sorry, I'm part Latino, and Spanish is my native tongue, so I tend to drift in and out of it, sí," I explained with a smile.

"Jasmine," Another voice joined, "Es muy bueno verte,"(It's great to see you!) I smiled over to Antonio, who had joined us, with a warm smile on his tan face.

"Es muy bueno verte, también, Anton. ¿Cómo fue tu verano?" (It's great to see you, too, Antonio. How was your summer?)

"It was very good, and yours," He replied.

"Fantástico," I replied, "Anton, this is Cameron, Cam, this is Antonio, but we call him Anton," I said, introducing the two.

"Hola, mi amigo," Antonio greeted, with his warm smile.

"Hello," Cameron nodded at him.

"Cam, what class do you have first," I asked, with a tilt of my head. He looked over at Sam, obviously wanting him to answer.

"He has free period, along with you, so I brought him to you," Samuel said, "Help him make friends?"

"Oh, está bien~," I exclaimed, taking Cameron's hand, "Follow me," I pulled him down the long hallway, humming softly to a lullaby my sister used to sing to me.

"You have a pretty voice," Cameron commented.

"Gracias," I giggled. I pulled him outside, over to the field where Marissa and Lindsay sat, "Hola, Linds, 'Rissy~"

"Good morning, Jasmine," Marissa said, with a small smile.

"Hi, Jasmine," Lindsay piped, "How are you today?"

"Good," I said, sitting down, and pulling Cameron with me, "Where's Hannah?"

"I think she has French," Rissy said. I nodded, "Who's he?"

He just sat there, "Introduce yourself, Cam," I said.

"Cameron Mitchell."

"Lindsay Pearce," Lindy smiled.

"Marissa von Bleicken," She smiled, "But you can call me Rissy, seeing as everyone else does."

"Nice to meet you," Cameron smiled. I couldn't help but thinking, Cam is really cute. He's also that dorky kid. And I always fall for the dorky one.