Chapter one

"Thank you." Infront of me was the principal of this school, dressed in a suit, with a brief case in the other hand.

"Would you like me to show you to your next class?" He asked, noticing my nervous looks. Being the new girl isn't easy, especially if your from another city and everything is completely new here.

"Yes please," I said, trying to be as polite as I could be.

As said, he led me to my first class, I had history with a teacher named Ms Baxter. He introduced me to the class, and sure enough people whispered, probably about my appearance. I mean, it's not everyday a girl with pink hair and pink eyes joins your class, who's also extremely pale and skinny.

I took a seat which was nearest to the back, I felt all eyes judging me every step that I took. I was sitting towards the back because I want to stay unnoticed, everyone had already chosen where they'd want to sit for the rest of the term, and somebody who they chose to sit next to. All my friends were in my old school and I really wish they were here. I was thinking of calling them at break, which is after another 45 minutes.

I took out the equipment needed for this class, along with the text book which I needed to buy. As the head teacher left, some of the tension had died down but I still wanted to melt.

History is one of my favourite subjects, I passed with flying colours in my last school, along with the three sciences and maths. People consider me smart but I just call myself tactical, however I need confidence if I want to succeed at this school. Just by looking around my class I can already tell who's popular, who's not, and what label I'll be, considering the reaction of everyone when I came in. This school had not failed to follow the common stereo types.

Ms Baxter was teaching us about the English Civil War, which in all honesty, I have no idea why we are learning about that because I will never go to England in my life, even if I did, I would never need to know what happened in it.

The 45 minutes were probably the longest minutes of my life, but hey, atleast I've got some free time now.

After class ended, I made my way into the toilets, just to freshen up. I pulled out my phone out of my pocket and was going to leave. As I exited, a tall, slightly dark skinned boy bumped into me, causing me to tumble backwards.

"Sorry," he said,

"It's my fault, I was too busy on my phone,"

"Hey, your the new girl aren't you," he exclaimed, looking up for the first time.

"Well if we're throwing labels around, your a jock aren't you?" I said, noticing his jacket.

He let out a nervous chuckle.

"I'm Victor," he was surprisingly friendly, not that I expected him to be rude or anything, but aren't popular people supposed to be stuck up and snobbish- or maybe that's just the girls.

"You can call me Jinx."

"Jinx? That's your name?"

"It's what I prefer to be called," I mumbled.

"That's a bit self loathing, isn't it?"

"You have no idea.. But hey don't get too close, I'm bad luck." I joked, leaving him standing there, shocked as I walked off. I could see the smile flatten on his lips out of the corner of my eye.

I dialed one of my friends numbers on my phone to call them, I knew they'd be in school, but they'd pick up.

He picked up after about 3 rings,

"Jinx! I was just about to call you."

"Hey, Seymour"

"So.. How's it going in your new school?"

"Terrible, I wish you guys would have moved with me- they all hate me already."

"Why what happened?"

"Nothing, I can just tell."

"Jinx you have to stop worrying,"

"I can't. So how are you and the boys? Is it different without me?" I said, wiggling my eyebrows in a joking manner.

"Duh, There's no one to boss is around anymore." He replied, sensing my tone of joke.

"Haha, real funny, but I gotta go, the bell just rang, tell them I said hi."

I hung up the phone, and was just about ready to make my way into class when I heard a voice behind me say "was that your boyfriend?"

I was startled, but I didn't show it. I needed a good reputation. I turned around and defended my self.

"What's it to you?"

"Hm.. Nothing."

I was staring at the blonde haired girl, she wasn't one of those annoying perky cheerleaders who are infuriatingly happy, she was just normal, in a good way.

"I'm Terra."

"Jinx."

From the looks of it, she didn't have many friends either, or she'd much rather be with them than me, I mean who wouldn't. After a life of being the second choice and not being any ones favourite, I was used to it.

"So uh, aren't you the new kid?"

Here we go again.

"Yeah, and I'm also getting late for my class so if you'll excuse yourself,"

"Why, what class do you have?"

"Art, with Mr Lee, I think."

"Great, so do I."

"Not to sound rude or anything, but why are you speaking to me, do you have no one better?"

"Nope, you just seem interesting, not like any other girls at this school."

"Thanks.. I guess?"

We talked a bit more, I found out a bit about her, like this guy called Garfield and her had dated for a while, but then broke up a few months ago.

I didn't tell her much about me, I just told her about Seymour and Gizmo and the rest of the guys. I guess I finally made my first friend here.

As we walked into the class, a basic layout of the classroom had been inserted onto the interactive board, with named written on the seat.

"Ugh seating plan." I groaned,

I found my name and plopped down into my seat. I didn't know anybody in this class apart from that guy Victor and Terra.

I checked the names around me and saw that I was sitting next to some guy named Wally, and with that a group of jocks and a girl in the middle came into this class. Victor was apart of the jocks and smiled at me, I gave him a ghost of a smile back, then went back to my usual expressionless face.

They all sulked as well, behind them, Mr Lee had entered. He rushed them all to sit down and slowly, they did. One of them, who had red hair, was coming this way, it must have been Wally, but instead he sat down a few seats behind me, I guess I was mistaken and his name was actually Roy.

Eventually, Wally did come and he was just as I expected him, tall, red hair, blue eyes, kind of muscular, a grinning smile, but most importantly a jock.

Why did this school have so many! And why did I have to sit next to him!?