A new city and perhaps a new reputation to go along with it or at least that's what I've been told. It's been a hard year for my family. First, I went to juvenile hall for a crime I didn't commit. Second, my mom lost her long job on the police force for standing up for her own kid. Third, my parents got divorced. Luckily things have gotten better. I got this whole bad boy reputation which comes in handy at times, and my mom got a new job with benefits. It's in New Port Beach the richest place in America. Like I could ever fit in but mom says we'll get used to the change. Right

However, our house is pretty cool. Its right along the beach, it's an older house but it's got character. All the furniture is new and 'professionally' designed. My room has a loft and its own bathroom. The walls are dark blue and unfortunately preppy. I grab a spray paint can out of my bag and create a new design to my room. Perfect!

My mom is sitting in the living room holding a folder while talking on the phone. A few minutes pass and she's excitedly puts the folder down and shouts 'You're in honey!'

'What?' I say curiously

'I got you in to the private school' she says

'Oh mom, I don't want to be a prep it's not my style'

'Western Harbour academy will be good for you, besides it's a new start for you and me. I'm not going to ask you to change who you are but I do want you to grow out of this complete rebel phase ' she tells me calmly.

'Ok I'll go but could I go check out the beach since school doesn't start for a month'

'Sure, but remember to be good' she says with a smile.

I change into my swim trunks and start walking towards the beach when a voice begins to talk.

'First day in New Port huh?' says a girl sitting on the window still next door.

'How did you know?' I reply

'I can tell things about people but I'm mostly going off by your green hair streaks not exactly New Port style. But they're cool if your into that stuff my hair still has blue streaks but it's turning black again'

'Yeah so you're the expert on New Port?'

'Ha! Hardly, but I can show you some of the people and places around here, if you'd like' she says getting up.

'Sure I probably should get a tour'

We walk toward the beach and the girl stops and pulls out a blanket. 'Sit'

She points to a blonde boy with a cowboy hat dancing to some music. 'That over there is Geoff Mitchells he's our resident party boy. His dad is a famous lawyer so he's one of those rich kids at school. But Geoff's pretty nice, or so I've heard'

After she tells me some info about some of the people and places we find our self at a coffee shop where a boy plays his guitar in the background.

'Who's that?'

She blushes a little bit and says 'I'm not sure'

Right, she sure doesn't.

A brunette girl and her blond friend step out of a limo. The brunette is gorgeous, but she looks like a spoiled prep. I quickly ask Gwen who that is.

Gwen looks a little angry 'Oh her, that's Courtney Chevalier she's about as horrible as they come. Bratty, bossy, bitchy and she gets whatever she wants. Unless you want to be dead by the end of the day don't talk to her'.

I ignore her and start to head over there.

'Ok I'm stopping you right here we're going back home bud' she says and I follow but I've got a plan for later.

We get home and the girl stops and begins talking 'By the way my name's Gwen'

'I'm Duncan'

'Well later'

'Later'