Chapter 1: Arrival

Izzy sighed in annoyance. They were stuck behind a car that had stopped in the middle of the road so that two of its occupants could get out. That wasn't even what really ticked both Izzy and Khloe off. It was the fact that the two people were also getting out their luggage and belongings for the start of the school year at Spencer Academy. Slowly. Very, very, slowly.

"This is what parking lots are for, dumbass," Izzy mumbled, wanting so badly to yell it at the idiot stopping in the middle of the road.

"Language, Iz," Khloe playfully scolded her best friend, while gripping the steering wheel loosely,

"Don't tell me what to do Khlo," Iz said, making a face. "Since when do I listen to you?"

"Since I'm driving and in charge of the radio AND older than you?" Khloe suggested playfully.

"Yeah, right. Just 'cause you're driving the car and controlling the radio doesn't mean I can't say what I want. I do what I want," She spoke the last sentence in a childlike voice.

"Like pout and whine and have to walk the rest of the way to Spencer, If they don't improve their attitude." Khloe said sweetly with an innocent smile, making the dimples in her cheeks pop. Izzy shut up but didn't look happy about it. Izzy couldn't shutup for long though. She started mumbling to herself about how annoying people were and why she even bothered.

In an effort to get Izzy to shut her face. Khloe turned her iPod just in time for one of their favorite songs to come on.

"OMG IT'S PARALYZER!" Izzy yelled excitedly. All mumblings about idiots and stupid bossy friends forgotten, as she began her epic air guitar solo. Khloe quickly joined in grabbing her coke bottle and singing into it oblivious to the eyes their impromptu concert was attracting. After all the hair flipping and rocking out was finished both the girls began laughing. And then their theme song came on, the final mash-up from Pitch Perfect. They both started belting out the lyrics.

When Khloe looked back out the window to check the progression of the morons in front of them, she saw the eyes on them and slowly began to sink down in her seat. "Izzy!" Khloe hissed quietly. "People are staring at us!"

Izzy looked up and saw what Khloe was talking about. She quickly decided she didn't care because she didn't know them and probably never would. She continued to belt out the lyrics in her tone deaf voice and pointed at random people walking by who were staring at her like she was crazy.

"Come on Khlo! Live a little! Who cares what these bitches think?!" Izzy yelled.

"Izzy! Language!" Khloe took a deep breath. "And for once, you're right. Who cares what they think?" So she picked her bottle back up and belted her part out in a slightly less tone deaf voice, but a just as loud of one. Izzy nodded along and smiled and went back to her part, glad that her friend was doing this with her.

Noticing the morons that had stopped their progression in the first place had finally got most of their stuff out of the road, Khloe decided she was done waiting. So when there was a big enough gap between oncoming traffic, she floored it. Izzy gave her a look.

"I thought you were supposed to be the responsible one?" She stated drily.

"I didn't buy this Mustang for nothing. This whole 0-60 in five seconds isn't to waste! If you have it flaunt it," She grinned while pulling into the Spencer Academy parking lot.

"That reminds me. My car is being sent here tomorrow. I get to see my baby again," Izzy started fake tears of joy at the end of it.

"You know, sometimes I wonder about our obsession with cars. Are you sure we weren't guys in a past life?" She asked as she stepped out into the late autumn sun, slipping her sunglasses on.

"I'm pretty sure. Can you see me being a guy?" She shuddered. Izzy stepped out of the car as well. "Well, let's go find our dorm so I can get away from all these people. I don't want to socialize anymore than I have to. I'm awkward looking enough as it is. They don't need to see how weird I actually am."

"Well, since you have to lug your own bags up the stairs, I'm pretty sure you're going to look a little more stupid than you already do," Khloe smiled innocently.

"Do you girls need help with your bags?" The turned around to see four of the hottest guys to ever grace the planet, in Izzy's opinion.

"That'd be great. Thanks." When they briefly looked away Khloe elbowed Izzy, snapping her out of her drooling open mouthed look. "I'm Khloe by the way. And this is Izzy. We're new here...obviously."

"Nice to meet you two. I'm Reid, this is Tyler, there's Pogue and the person glaring at me is Caleb. We'll get your bags and you lead us to your room?" He suggested.

"Sounds great," Izzy, who finally got over the star struckness, said. The guys grabbed the bags and then followed the girls up the stairs. After going up three flights of stairs they reached their room.

"You guys must be pretty elite. This is one of the few rooms that have an attached bathroom. Most of us shower in the community bathroom." Pogue said looking around the room, brushing his hair out of his face.

"I don't know about elite. Lucky maybe, but not elite." Khloe replied."Thanks for bringing our bags up."

"No problem, are you guys going to the mixer tonight?" Reid asked. After an affirmative nod from Khloe he smirked. "Sweet, see you there."

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~Toodles~