Hey so I'm new to Fanfiction and I'm still trying to figure this stuff out but give this story a chance pleaseeeee? ANYWAYS you probably didn't come here to hear me blab sooooo here we go!

Chapter 1: Getting to Know

I groggily wake up to the sound of my stupid alarm clock ringing. UGH! Why do I have to go to a new school? Why do I have to be the new girl? I don't even know if people will like me. Oh who am I kidding nobody is going to like me, who did at my old school? Nobody! Who did when I auditioned for a singing part in the school play? Nobody! I guess I just have to face it -I'm a loser and everybody knows it no matter what school I go to.

"Kim! Honey your going to be late!"

That's my mother, my sweet mother who thought it was a good idea to move here. Well the only reason she decided to move here was for her own needs; she wanted to stay with her childhood friends, Mark and Alice Brewer. I heard they have a son but I didn't really pay attention to whatever my mom says about them. I'm still steamed how she just packed up and moved here after my dad died. Yes, it's true my dad died, but he was in the war so I was a little prepared for this. Not that I'm saying that I knew my dad was going to die but that I kind of expected it. I was still devastated when we got the news; my mother didn't come out of her room for a month poor girl. That's when she got that call from Alice saying she should stay closer to her -my mom and dad were apparently all friends with the Brewers from school, so it shook them really bad too- but I think she just wanted to make me have a hell of a life.

"KIM!" My mother warns.

"Coming mom! Sheesh!" I take a look at myself in the mirror, same ugly face, same ugly body, same ugly blonde hair, same ugly teenage girl.

I grab my book bag and hop down the stairs I know I look horrible because I'm wearing my blue and red checkered collar shirt, black skinny jeans, and neon green socks. None of it matches, of course it doesn't I chose it. My mom looks up at me and smiles.

"Wow! You look beautiful dear," Yeah right she's just saying that to get on my good side.

I roll my eyes, "Mom, your supposed to say that your my mother."

"No I don't, I only say things that are true!" She replies innocently.

I give her a glare, "I'm leaving." I say as I go to the kitchen to grab an apple.

"But I made you breakfast!" She says in a pleading voice.

"I'm not hungry Mom, eat it with Da-" My sentence comes to a screeching halt, I hear my mom's fork clatter against the plate. Why can't I get used to having my dad gone? It's like there's a whole other piece to him that I haven't figured out.

My mom speaks again, but her voice is soft and sad, "I would but you know...you go though your going to be late anyways."

Her brown eyes meet mine, Mrs. Brewer says we have identical eyes, if that's true then why do mine look so bad?

"I'm sorry," I whisper quietly and guiltily walk out the door.

Man, I really got watch my tongue or else I could really hurt somebody, but there's always something weird when it comes towards my dad. I always get these dreams that make me feel like they're real but I cant put my finger on it. And then there are some words that make me feel a special something again. I shove these thoughts out of my head and focus on school, like where my locker is; the school sent me all of my class information beforehand so I wouldn't have to go through all that crap of coming to the principal's office, getting my schedule, not know where my class is, and then being late while everybody stares at you as you walk in. My locker number is: 465B. Hopefully it's in a good place and not next to some sweaty guy or an annoying pop diva. I walk up to the front steps of the school, its nice. It has a three story building that's all white, a brown roof and red glass doors; in the corner there are four words WELCOME TO SEAFORD HIGH! In black.

I feel like vomiting, not because of the school, but because of the pressure. I take a deep breath and suck in all the air, it feels good and calms me down a little. Hesitantly I take a step forward and open the red glass door. Just like I thought all eyes are on me. Every single one of them, not even one person is minding their own business, their all focused on me. I keep my head down and look for my locker, which is a bad idea because I'm crashing into things. Finally! Locker number 465B not a bad place, I try the combination and it opens as quickly as a mouse, whoops bad simile. Smiling and giving myself a pat on the back I put in all of my books except for English which is what I have now. Suddenly, I hear the bell ring, a loud jingle that I've never heard before, and people start rushing around me. I try to get past them but I'm overwhelmed, suddenly I get knocked into something hard, I'm about to fall when something grabs my waist, by something I mean someone; the noise comes to an immediate halt. I look up to see the most beautiful brown orbs I have ever seen, even more prettier than my mom's eyes and that's saying something because my mom's eyes are amazing. I don't know how long I've been looking into the person's eyes but I know that its too long, so I move them looking down to his face. He has an even more handsome face than I would have thought, and his lips are the perfect shade. He's tall I can tell because he's leaning down at me and I'm not too short. His chest, oh god his chest is definitely a six pack for sure, I know because he's wearing a white shirt which shows off all of his muscles. Suddenly, I look up to his face to see a smirk, and not a playful smirk but a mean one.

"S-S-sorry." I whisper in a humble tone and untangle myself from his amazing arms.

He looks back up at me, "Sorry? Please anyone would want to be in my arms right now. Haha your wish is fulfilled klutz."

I hear laughing and turn around to see a crowd had formed in the time I had been observing his muscles. I look around everybody is laughing at me for falling in this jerk's, but beautiful, arms. I can feel my cheeks starting to turn pink, why does everyone have to pay attention to what I do? I don't say a word because everybody is still laughing including the jerk. I pick up my book and hug it close to my chest and start to walk away. Fast.

The Jerk shouts, "Hey blondie! What's your name?"

I stop short, the words ringing in my head like a million bells. Those words, those words, THOSE WORDS! I know those words from somewhere, that unfinished puzzle piece. 'Hey blondie! What's your name?'why are those words so important? Why do they make me feel something, something that I know but cant remember. Something that's on the tip of a cliff ready to fall off. Something that is so lost that it needs at least five books to find? Something that I cant remember, or maybe it's a someone that I cant remember. I turn around, back to the jerk, he's still laughing along with the many people. Without any hesitation I walk away, away, and away. But only to English class.

One Month Later:

It's been a month since I've been at Seaford High and I haven't liked it much. For one thing I've got no friends, I'm the lowest of the lowest, oh and I developed a crush on the school's badboy. After a week of school I've figured out the cliches, it starts out with the most popular to the least popular:

1. The Populars:

a) Jocks: Brody Carlson, Rave Dikesons, Brad Credit, and Kyle Anderson.

b) Annoying Bitches:Donna Tobin, Kelsey Emil, Tia Stotes, and Olivia Kristen.

2. The Mysterious:

a) Bad Boys:Jack Brewer, Jerry Martinez, and Isah Sloke.

b) Bad Girls:Grace Miller and Emily Desans.

3. The Normals:

a) Musics:Hannah Letters, Caren Sanders, and Prinky Goldstops

b) Artists:Jake Sesters, Mikey Soles, Julia Olsen, and Alex Dikesons.

c) Drama:Solty Sinders and Jack Mikers.

4. The Nerds:

a) Nerds:Milton Krupnick, Justin Russo, Alex Martino, and Julie Sanders.

b) Geeks:Kate Oltters, Brian Herso, and Piney Gols.

5. Under All People (UAP):

a) Norks:Kim Crawford.

See? I'm the lowest of the lowest. Brody, Rave, Brad, and Kyle are the highest of the highest they're known as the hearthrobs. Brody and Rave aren't so bad but the others love to bully me. The highest of the girls is Donna Tobin as the lead or head of the group, also known as the royal slut, she has a major obsession with Jack, but thankfully he doesn't like her. Then there are Kelsey, Tia, and Olivia they are the other part of the Annoying Bitches committee. Next are the mysterious people, Jack is their leader and also the most feared person in our school, he can kill a person in ten seconds flat. You don't want to get on his bad side or your practically history. After all of the Normals and the Geeks and the Nerds and everybody there's me. The Nork, a nork is basically the combination of Nerd and a Dork, I know what your all wondering, why am I not part of the Nerd club, well that's because I'm too unpopular to even be a nerd. Nobody talks to me, unless they want to beat me up, actually the only person who talks to me is Jack but only because he makes me to do his homework and basically all school work. I've never had a real conversation with him besides him telling me what to do, yet I still have a crush on him. How is this possible I have no idea. Normally when he wants to meet me in the library for our secret meetings he slips me a note. But today he didn't which means I get to stay in the library all afternoon to get my work done. Finally! I take out my biology work and get started on something to do with a golgi apparatus. After an hour of work I see a familiar pair of vans on the ground, they're connected with a body, not just any body Jack Brewer's body.

I look up at him, "Ugh! What work do you want done?" I ask in an exasperated tone.

He raises his eyebrow, his face set on a frown, "Nothing I need to talk to you."

I look at him and roll my eyes, "Isn't that what your doing right now?"

He grabs my hand and forcefully pulls me out of the chair, "Listen blondie, you better do what I say or there's going to be a problem."

I don't say anything, because I can see the look in his eyes; he means business. He drags me to far end of the library and into a row of army books. He stands statue still.

"You have to live with me." He says in a hushed tone.