Chapter One,

New Girl Part One

Alex's POV

Great, a new school, and a new family. I didn't want to move from my last home in New Jersey. But I was finally adopted. The Gomez family. I didn't want to be a Gomez, I wanted to stay a Russo. I've been a Russo until now. I now live in New York, and being dropped off at my new High school. I smiled at my new dad and got out of the car after he wished me good luck. I looked at the papers I had in my hand. Locker number 182. I found my locker and put in the combo. I opened my locker and found all my new texts books were already there. I sighed and put what I need for English in my bag. I looked at my schedule yet again and looked down the list of classes I had.

2 with Mr. Carter

1 with Ms. Wilson

2 with Mrs. Herald

Lunch

2 with Ms. Wilson

with Coach Sanders

Writing with Ms. Anderson

2 with Mr. Clapp

with Ms. Tina

The only good things about my schedule is Dance, Creative Writing, and Lunch. Basically anything that doesn't involve running or learning. I put my schedule back in my bag and went to English. I walked in right before the bell rang. The teacher looked at me, I smiled and walked up to him. "Hi, I'm Alexandra Gomez, the new girl." I say.

"Of coarse. Go and have a seat next to Ms. Finkle in the back. Harper, raise your hand please." A girl dressed in a watermelon shirt and headband raised her hand. She didn't look that crazy. Maybe we could be friends. I went in the back and took the vacant seat next to 'Harper'. "Hello, I'm Harper Finkle."

"Alexandra Gomez, but call me Alex." I say and shake her hand. I could already tell we were going to be great friends. The class passed by quickly and I found that I had all my classes with Harper except Science. We were talking all the way to History when we stopped "How do I look?" Harper asked.

"Why?" I asked.

"See that guy right there? His name is Justin Henry. He's the most cutest boy in the whole school. I've liked him since third grade. I hope he notices me." I looked over to where she was pointing and saw a boy with black hair and bluish grey eyes. I looked him up and down. "Come with me." I grabbed Harper's hand and dragged her over to 'Justin'. "Hey, Henry." He turned. "Meet my friend Harper." I said and pulled Harper in front of me. "H-hi." She stuttered.

"Hi, Harper. It's nice to meet you." He smiled. Confused. He looked behind Harper and his eyes widened when he saw me I'm guessing. "Hey, I'm Justin Henry. Are you new here?" He asked me. I raised a brow. "Do I look like I'm new?" He nodded. "Then there's your answer. I'm Alexandra Ru-Gomez, Alex Gomez, I go by Alex." Great. I almost said my other last name. if anyone ever knew that then I'd be in big trouble.

"Justin!" Someone shouted. A little boy with brown hair and brown eyes ran up to Justin jumping up and down. "What is it, Max, can't you see I'm talking?" I stifled a laugh. Harper giggled. "Yeah, I see- well hello there. I'm Max Henry. You are, my lady?" Max said and took my hand in his and kissed it. I pulled my hand back and wiped it off on my jeans. "Alex Gomez. And we really should be going. Come on, Harper." I grabbed her hand and we walked away to our History class. I went up to the teacher and introduced myself. But unfortunately I had to introduce myself to the class. When the bell rang and everyone sat down I started:

"Hi, I'm Alexandra Gomez, I go by Alex, I like to write, I'm an artist, I dance, and I sing a little, not to mention I lived in New Jersey before moving here. Am I done now?" I asked Ms. Wilson. Everyone laughed. She nodded and I sat down next to Harper. Class passed by slowly, I wasn't even listening. I was balancing a pencil on my nose. Then Ms. Wilson called on me to answer a question. The pencil fell off my nose. "Man that took me forever to balance." I complained. And tried to do it again.

"Ms. Gomez, care to answer the question?" She asked.

"Nope." I said popping the 'p'. Everyone in the class started cracking up. But before Ms. Wilson could say anything the bell rang and I ran out of there like a bat straight outta hell. I waited until Harper was out of the class before we went to Math. The class past by in a blur and then we went to Lunch. I only got a soda and an apple. We were about to go and sit down when I heard Justin call out our names. I turned around and saw him and Max sitting alone at a table waving at us. I shrugged and walked over to them. Harper followed behind.

Justin's POV

All I could think about was the girl Finkle was with. Alex was her name. She looked and acted like a rebel. But I don't think she really is. I mean no one ever talks to Finkle. I guess she's nice, really nice, but then again I'm not sure. So here I was in Lunch with my little brother Max waving at Alex and Harper over. "Hey." Alex said and sat next to me. Harper sat next to her. "So you like the Beatles?" I guessed, gesturing to he Band-T.

"Yeah, they're one of my favorites. And so are your shoes." she said and took a bite of her apple. I looked down and noticed I was wearing one of my favorite pears of converse. I smiled. "Hey, Alex, he likes you." Max said. My eyes widened and I covered his mouth. Alex didn't seem to hear. Then again I could be wrong.

Alex's POV

When Max said my name I zoned him out and started talking to Harper. Everything was going great until my cell rang. "Hello?" I answered. "Hey, Baby Girl." Said my adoptive dad. "Hey, dad." I said. The three giving me weird looks. "Just wanted to ask how your day was going so far."

"It's going great so far, dad. I'll see you when I get home. Love you, daddy."

"Love you, too, Baby Girl." We hung up. "That was my dad." then the bell rang. "Hey, Alex, what do you have next?"

To be continued…………………