Hello guys, im so sorry for the whole not updating, honestly I think my stories are just dying out. So I think I want to start a new story and just delete the failure attempts lol.

This story idea was inspired by WritingToPlease

I just loved her story so I just had to try my own, of course I wont have it exactly like her story, but similar. I hope that's okay lol.

Chapter 1

Claire

Morganville High. The place looked old but not to old. Claire gawked at the building with a frown. She couldn't believe her parents. As rich as they were they decided to neglect their daughter here. In a strange town with no one. Claire sighed before making her way inside. Inside wasn't too bad, though it did smell. There were kids chattering away at their lockers, not bothering to move for poor Claire. When she finally reached the office she was already thinking about turning back and running away. Though she already knew her parents wouldn't let her back. Not after what she did. In Claire's defense she really wasn't up to marry or become some big are to some kingdom. She sucked in a breath as she approached the front desk. A slender, brown haired woman came up to her, giving her a big smile. "And how may I help you?" She asked in a cheery tone that really gave Claire the creeps for an odd reason. Claire pushed back the thought and smiled. "Hi. Im Claire Danvers. Im new here."

"Oh yes your that transfer student from England yes?"

"Correct." Claire may have been in England but she never had that british accent, which is weird since she was born and raised there.

"Alrighty. Let me get you a schedule." The lady said before leaving. While waiting Claire decided to sit, though before she got a chance her eyes laid on a boy with shaggy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes that possibly could melt any girls hearts. She noticed he was staring right back. He looked a bit older, two years at least. He was in a blue jacket and jeans. His face didn't look to happy. "What are you staring at?" He asked with a hint of irritation in his deep husky voice.

Claire blinked a few times as she felt her cheeks burn. "N-nothing." He glared at her before standing up and striding up to the desk. He was really tall. "So….how did you get that bruise on your cheek?" Claire asked. His face was battered, like he'd been in a fight. She noticed that his knuckles were a little bloody. Poor guy.

"None of your business." He stated without so much a glance toward her. She frowned at him, turning towards the desk she laid her arms up on the desk. "Alright so what's your name?"

"None of your business."

"Never heard that name before. Is it new?"

He sighed. "Could you not speak. Your voice is annoying me."

Claire felt anger boil inside her. How dare him say that. He is such an ass. Here she was trying to be friendly to the dick. So much for making new friends. "Your face is annoying." Claire retorted as she got her piece of paper from the lady. The boy gave her the coldest stare before he could do or say anything the lady who helped Claire gushed at the state he was in. "Did you get in another fight again!?" The woman asked.

"No." He said, but he didn't saying anything else. "Can I see my mother?"

The lady nodded. "You know your way Shane."

Shane was his name. Shane is too good of a name. that ass shouldn't have a name with the meaning of God in it. Its so unholy. But Claire wasn't going to go in a rant about that especially when school was about to officially start.

With that thought in mind the bell rang. She huffed and started off to English. Joy.

"Watch it you geek!" Claire frowned at the person she bumped into, she was about to speak her mind when she realized it was Shane she bumped into. He was with a blond hair boy and a black hair goth girl. Shane snarled. "Its you." he growled, dusting off the food that she covered him with when they bumped into one another. Claire bit her lip, not that she was sorry but that was her lunch, food that she could eat and it'll get her through the day.

"Sorry." She said.

"You better be." He muttered.

"What was that? I better be? You got some nerve!" I snapped.

Shane glared at me with great irritation. "You are one annoying girl."

"And you're a sorry excuse for a man!" I stated in irate. The goth girl looked a bit unsure of what to do. The blond haired boy was looking uneasy as our stares went on. The girl cleared her throat and shoved Shane past me. "Enough of this crap. You don't need another fight Shane!"

Shane huffed as he walked off. Claire stared at him with anger. "What a jerk."

School was finally over. Horrid first day but doable. Claire guessed. She figured she'd get used to this place. Sooner or later. On her way home she saw a car stroll up beside her, looking over she saw Shane and the blond guy. "Know this geek, I will be watching my back if I was you."

"First off its Claire. Second. If you was me, you wouldn't give a damn about a pompous jerk. Third. I was only being nice to you, though if you want to see a bitch I'll show you one ass whole." She said before stuffing her hands in her pockets and continuing on home, ignoring everything until she arrived at her porch steps. She started at the old looking house with a frown. here again….As she pushed in her key to unlock the door she heard loud music coming down the street, turning she saw a familiar car, a blond haired guy and the guy she detested. Shane. She watched as the car stopped in front of the house beside her. Shane proceeded to get out and start up the walk way. great….he's my next door neighbor….Claire frowned as she unlocked her door and went it, closed it and locked it back up. Looking at the big empty house still with a frown. Her parents were back in England. She had no relatives down here. Claire felt depression over come her as she noticed that she had no body. Coming into her room she sat on the bed. Who needs family. Or friends. They'll just stab you in the back and kick you out of the only world you've been in all your life. Being thirteen and alone…isn't the best.

Shane

Shane Collins stared at his math book, debating on if he should attempt homework or just ignore it. He ignored it as usual. Plopping on his bed with a game controller in hand he glanced out the window for only a moment to catch a glimpse of his enemy across the way. Claire Danvers. When did she move in there? Shane thought. He stared out for a few minutes before shrugging it off and started up his Xbox. He was about to start a game when his annoying big sister barged in, Alyssa a year older than her brother gazed at Shane. "Dinner. Mom says to hurry."

Shane frowned. "Whyyyy? Cant I eat in here? I've been dying to bash zombies."

"Nope. She said that she wants family meals."

Shane huffed along with the famous eye roll. He got up, sat the controller down and peered out the window again to see Claire reading a book. To his surprise it was the science textbook we received today. Geek. Coming down to the dinner table Shane noticed his sister and little brother was already sitting, his father and mother were too. "Well theres my boy. I was wondering what you looked like." Shane's mother smiled.

Shane grinned as he took his seat. He looked at the dish in front of him with a wider smile. "This looks good!" he said, looking up at his mother.

"It should. I spent an hour making it. With your fathers help of course. Anyways how did school go?" Shane's mother directed the last part towards his sisters, since he already saw her in the office. Alyssa started talking about her day, classes and how she met this hottie with a swimmers body, Shane tried to mute that out. His brother Adam put his input out as well, telling how eight grade was better then seventh and how mature people seem to be in that grade. Shane had to chuckle at that since he himself is still immature.

"So son, you ready to become part of Frank and Sons?" Shane's dad asked. Shane didn't know how to reply to that, if he said no his father would get angry and being drunk and angry was not a good combination with his dad. He went with the obvious choice. Shane nodded, earning him a bright smile in return. Dinner went on just as that.

After dinner though Shane heard his mother and father going at it again. This time they were louder then ever. Watching from the living room doorway he saw his father scream, then his mother, again his father, then back to his mother, finally Shane's dad got sick of it that he raised his hand up, before he could smack her though Shane got in front of his mom, taking the smack for her. He cupped his already bruised cheek and glared at his father now. Shane didn't dare speak. He just stood in front of his mother, blocking any other attack from his father that was meant for her, Nights always ended like this, but Shane didn't mind being the punching bag, as long as his mother was safe. Shane laid back in his bed as he heard the shouts of his family members downstairs. He grabbed his pillow and covered his face, hoping to block out the yelling for once…..

The next day was just like the last. Boring school day. Standing next to Michael's locker Shane looked over at his friend. "So you think we should irritate that geek?"

Michael stared at Shane with bewilderment. "You want to? I thought you hated her?"

"I do. I really do. Lets get everyone to tease her. Hopefully she'll leave this school."

"Whatever man. I will not be in it." Just as Michael said that Eve made herself known.

"Be in what?" She asked.

"Be in Shane's plans."

"Whatever man suite yourself. Im just getting my revenge."

"On what?"

"She got my favorite game shirt stained."

Eve frowned. "Who did."

"That girl Claire did." Michael filled her in. Eve nodded. Shane did as well. "That was my only game shirt that still fit me! She must perish…."

"You're an idiot, there are other shirts you know."

"Not if you live here, that was the last shirt ever to be known, now they don't sell it anymore."

"Ebay anyone…." Eve said.

"Cant. My parents would kill me if I did. Besides Im only fifteen."

"Your still an idiot."

"Maybe but at least I'll get my revenge and live peacefully."

Michael and Eve looked at each other then at Shane before rolling their eyes.

"Whatever idiot." Eve chuckled.

Alright I guess this will do for now. Just please review so I can know to scrap it or continue. I tried my best. And I hope I made the story more of my own…. Anyways Review and I hoped you liked it. Tell me to continue or just scrap it.

-MIKI-