Author's note: Hello everyone again after a year I've finally have another Lincoln Heights fanfiction up. Well actually two. I also have the fiction called the Poison Ivies of Lincoln Heights. So check it out when you done reading this one. Anyway enjoy the new fiction and review.

Chapter 1

Cassie tried to get to her locker as fast as she could. She hated this school. On her way she was shoved by one guy but just kept going. They hated her because her father was a police officer who had shot this boy named Donelle in defense.

They made her seem like she was the enemy and an outsider. Cassie went to her locker to see the word "Vanilla dipper" on it. This almost made her break down. This one was because her boyfriend Charles was white.

Cassie went and got a wipe out her bag and took off the marker. She had a lot so she kept them in her bag to keep it off. She opened her locker and put her stuff in. She got things out for her last class then prepared when someone knocked over her stuff.

Cassie tried to pick herself while trying to wipe away some falling tears. "Hey are you okay?" A girl came over and bends down. She was about Cassie's built with light brown hair and skin.

She put her own stuff aside and helped Cassie. "Thank you." Cassie said. "You're welcome. You're not hurt right?"

"No why would you ask?" Cassie asked.

"Because you're crying." She said getting a napkin out her pocket and wiped away some of them. She smiled which was kind and warm. "You're the first person that's really been nice to me in this school."

"No problem. My name is Tiffany Jones. What's yours?" Tiffany asked.

"Cassie Sutton." She saw the look on Tiffany's face. "You're that cop's daughter." Cassie was afraid she might just drop her stuff down and walk off if she said yes.

"Yeah I am." Cassie said looking down. "Well then it's nice to put a name with the face." Cassie didn't like how that sounded at all. "Why do you say that?"

"I just heard your name mentioned before that's all. Oh wait now I remember. You're the one who did all that artwork. You're really good." Cassie smiled. "Thank you."

"Anyway why do people seem to hate you?"

"Because my dad shot that guy Donelle in self-defense while he was trying to rob this store."

"Why so mean then? I mean that guy could have killed him or somebody else." Cassie was shocked at how understanding Tiffany was. "I know how you feel. My dad was a cop too."

"Really?" Cassie said. Tiffany nodded. "Maybe he should have fired instead of trying to talk to that guy who shot him."

"What happen to him?"

"The guy paralyzed him from the waist down. He had to retire after that. I'm just glad he didn't get killed. It's just the two of us now since my mom walked out saying she didn't want to be with him anymore." Cassie couldn't believe that. "I'm sorry."

Tiffany shrugged. "Oh well I never like my mom that much anyway." Cassie relationship with her mom was very good. She didn't understand someone not liking their mom.

"You know it's weird. When you're in Elementary school and maybe early middle it seems your dad has the coolest job in the world if he's a cop. When you get to high school it's a whole different story."

"I know what you mean." Cassie said as Tiffany helped her off the ground. "It was nice meeting you Cassie." Tiffany waved. "You too." "Oh Tiffany…"

"Yeah?" Tiffany said looking back. "Thank you. For everything."

"No problem. We cop daughters have to stick together." She winked and walked to class. Cassie walked to her own class happy she met someone nice. She hoped she would see Tiffany again.

Author's end note: Isn't Tiffany nice? Cassie might just need her in the future.