This morning I woke up with the sun which was weird. I hate mornings a lot! They're the worst, and then I need to get up and get ready to go a place that I hate, every day. But hey, it's senior year now and I'll be out of there before I know it.

I got up and started getting ready for the day. I got out of the shower and walked to my wardrobe pulling out a pair of shorts and a coral singlet. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand checking to see if my mum had text me or tried to call but no, of course not.I walked back to the bathroom and pulled my hair up into a quick ponytail before brushing my teeth and running downstairs.

I shouted out to thin air, maybe today I'd magically get a response. Of course I wouldn't but it's become a kind of tradition. Shout out good morning and goodbye before walking out the door for the day. Having yet another hopeless conversation with myself, reminding me that my mother doesn't care for me and my dad's gone, his location unknown. I glance over to the clock and notice that I'm gonna be late if I don't get moving. I check the answering machine to see if my mother rang me and left any messages, just to kid myself. Finally, I grab my keys and my school bag before walking out the door, locking it behind me.

I'm stopped short when a loud beeping interrupts my thoughts. I look up to see a moving truck backing into the driveway of my neighbours house. There are boxes and large furniture spread out on the front lawn. When the truck stops, a lady with a little girl nextto her comes walking around the corner and hurries up to the fence.

"Oh darling, my name is Catherine" he beamed, clearly excited to be here. "How are you?"

"Hello Catherine, I'm Cammie. I'm good thank you, it's wonderful to meet you."

"Thank you, and likewise. Listen sweetie, I'm sure you need to get school so I'll make this quick. Are your parent's home?"

"Umm no sorry, why's that?"

"Oh no that's okay. Anyway I was just wondering if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight?"

I took a moment to answer, I didn't really want to go but I guess I should make friendly with my neighbour. I might need their help one day. "Yeah, sure. What time would you like me to come over?"

"6:30 should be good. Now I'm sure you need to be getting to school. Run along and have an awesome day, see you tonight Cammie" and with that i was being ushered off to school.

I drove my usual 10 minutes pulling up with seconds to spare. I grab my bag out of the passenger side and run over to the benches. I give everyone a quick hello just as the bell rings and I rush away once again. I tell everyone to go straight to class and that I'll meet the there. In a rush I begin running to my locker. The hallways are empty now, everyone's in homeroom. I rush around the last corner, running into a tall figure. I hit the ground instantly and my head begins to spin. I hear a voice and a sense a hand reaching down towards me. The person apologises and helps me up. I'm late so I don't take much notice to him, I brush off his apology taking the full blame before excusing myself and rushing to my locker. I switch my books and head back in the same direction I had come from two minutes earlier.

I walked into class, bracing myself for the stares. What I was not prepared for was a new boy and headmistress Morgan standing in the doorway. I walked around the two and made way to a desk sitting towards the back of the class with my friends. When I was sitting, the introduction continued and I began zoning out. The boy was tall and muscular. His body was well built and his dark hair sat in a tamed mess. His dark green eyes kept staring at me and he wore this annoying smirk upon his face. Why was he staring at me? I'm just a plain Jane, but then again I was late to class. That was always an excuse for people to stare at me.

"Miss Morgan!" I was snapped out of my questioning by Mr Solomon. "Miss Morgan!"

"Yes Mr Solomon?"

"Can you please lead Zach around this week? You have mostly similar classes and I will alert any teachers that have different classes. Just in case you're late..."

"Umm...that's fine I guess." I glanced at Zach again and his smirk had only grown. He was going to annoy me.

"Zach, just follow Cammie around today, she'll help you with everything you need."

"Yes of course sir, I'll make sure she doesn't run into anything!" He winked at me with that smirk plastered on his face.

Oh god, so that's why he was staring at me...