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Katie looked up from her text book to see that the teacher had began calling attention.

"Okay class, we have a new student. She is a younger student so don't make her feel out of place," the teacher warned.

Katie groaned. The last new student was that creepy freak Molly who acrually turned out to be a creepy adult and by the way that teacher described her she was both Katie's age and a girl.

'Just great," she thought sarcastically but the teacher didnt hear her thoughts and beckoned towards the door.

"C'mon in dear," she smiled.

Through the doors walked in a girl about Katie's age but was no where near a Molly-clone. She had short dark brown hair that fell down to her shoulders in choppy layers and was held back by only a dark purple clip to keep the bangs out of her gray eyes. She wore a dark purple hoodie with the words Zevon written in silver, bold and cursive. She wore black jeans and black and purple vans. She looked fairly short and petite for a ten year old and had freckles dusting her nose and cheeks.

'Must be a Dak Zevon's fan,' Katie thought to herself as she glanced at the woods on her hoodie, less disgusted by the thought of this new girl.

The girl continued up to the front where she stood and looked out at the class, her hands on her small hips as if basking in their focus on her.

"Introduce yourself to the class, dear," the teacher prodded. The girl looked to be just refraining to roll her eyes before focusing on the class.

"I'm Devin, age ten and genius musician," she grinned at her choice of words.

"Yes, but what's your last name?" the teacher questioned. The girl Devin deadpanned.

"Don't have one."

"Who in their right mind doesn't have a last name!" James yelled.

"Fine, I do have one...just not one I'm gonna share," she ground out.

"Just say your name," the teacher prodded, now glaring at the insolent child.

"I'm not going to."

"Tell the class!"

"No!

"Now!"

"Fine! My name is Devin....Zevon," she finished reluctantly. Katie's eyes widened. Devin Zevon...as in DAK Zevon, cute and adored teen idol?! Apparently she didn't make the only connection as pretty much all the girls in the class ran up, nearly ambushing the poor girl.

"Ah!" she yelled, bombarded with questions.

"The DAK ZEVON?!" one girl screamed.

"What's your number?!"

"Forget that, what's your address?!"

"Oh please give me a good word!" one girl pleaded.

"Back off you harpies," the girl yelled defensively.

"Stop this at once! You call this treating her normal?!" the teacher yelled against the ruckus.

It took a total of thirty minutes to get the girls away from the Zevon girl and thirty other minutes of watching paper palls and airplanes flying at the girl with various phone numbers on them. It was around the end of class before Devin stood up from her seat angrily.

"I swear if I get one more phone number thrown at me, I'm gonna," she began to threaten when the bell rang.

"Okay class that's it for today and I'll see you tomorrow, oh and Devin?" the teacher called.

"Yeah?"

"I'm so sorry for that. It'll be better tomorrow."

"I'm so sure," Devin rolled her eyes as she stalked out.

Katie watched the girl walk out as she got her own bag and she smirked.

'I think I'm goona like this new girl,' she thought deviously.

Okay, first chapter! Sorry it was short but it wan sjust introducing my own character Devin Zevon, little sister of Dak Zevon, the idol i saw in one BTR episode.