A/N I know the part we all hate of a story but it has to be here. This is my first chapter story and l'll try to update every week, but we all know writers block happens... I know Travis isn't really like this but i thought it would be a good plot... totally-jinxed came up with the title. you should all go love her. We all know i do own PJATO right ... you do... well your wrong... I don't own PJATO.

"This is our newest student, Katie Gardener" Mr. D said. I carefully walked down to the only empty seat in the class room. There was a kid next to me he had longish curly brown hair with black low lights all black on with dark ripped jeans, he was basically your stereo-typical goth. I took out my note book from my bag and started taking notes on American history, trying to ignore the cold aura that was radiating from him. My pen slipped off of the desk so I was about to get it when he beat me to it.

"You dropped your pen…" He said quietly, and handed it to me. His eye, they were a soft brown. You could see that he was nice and thoughtful but hurt by long years of pain. I don't really understand if that's even possible because we are only sophomores.

"Thanks…" I said shocked by his flawless completion. He turned back and started doodeling on his paper and listening to his iPods instead of taking notes. I focused on the board for the rest of class, but I couldn't shake the feeling that he was more than what his looks say.

When the bell finally rung I grabbed my binder and got up to head to my next class, but being the klutz I am I dropped it. He once again beat me to it.

"Here," He said and handed me the book "Katie, right?" he asked

"Yea…" I said awkwardly "What's your name?"

"Travis." He said as he pulled the ends of his sweat shirt sleeves down so they covered almost his entire hand.

"Do you know where the gym is?" I asked feeling a bit stupid doing so.

"Yea I have it next… I'll show you the way" he said.

After I stopped at my locker we walked down the hall in silence. The silence wasn't really all that awkward, though people were giving us weird looks, I assumed because I was new, but they looked more like looks of exclusion. Maybe they didn't like me or the way I looked or maybe it was because I was walking with a goth/anti-social kid. Once we were in the gym he showed me where the girl's locker room was then he walked over to the guy's one.

I quickly changed into my gym clothes and was about to put my hair up when I realized I didn't have a ponytail. Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap, I thought I would have to ask someone for one. I looked around for someone that looked nice.

There were the girls crowding the mirror to put more makeup on even though they looked fine already. There were the girls that looked like they were wicked smart with really thick glasses. There were a few that were acting slutty. Lastly there were the girls who were just normal. I decided to ask them.

I tapped a girl with curly blonde hair on the shoulder. She turned around and the first thing I noticed were her eyes they were like a grey color.

"Umm… can I borrow a ponytail" I said trying to not sound really awkward which I failed miserably at. I thought she was going to snap at me or laugh in my face but instead she smiled.

"Sure," she said "are you new here?"

"Yea I just moved here from Connecticut" I said "My name's Katie"

"My name is Annebeth, if you need anything just ask."

"Umm… can I sit with you at lunch I don't want to be that one girl…" I said awkwardly.

"Sure!" she said. I started to put my hair up into a pony tail.

"No." She said

"What"

"Braid your hair it would look better"

"Umm ok" I said and braided it over my left shoulder.

"Much better" she said. Then we walked out of locker room.

A/N Sooooooooooo what do you think... i hope yous like :D NOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMN OMNOMNOM