He woke up and looked around his room. It wasn't too big or too small, just the right size. His walls were painted a warm blue and his carpet was a soft white. Every step he took felt like walking on a cloud. He sat up and walked to his closet. He pulled out his clothes, knowing it was the first day of high school. Well, technically his fourth year of high school, not his first. He sighed and spread his clothes out on the bed. He picked out a blue shirt, dark blue shorts, black shoes and a white beanie with his new green back pack he just got. He put them all on one by one. He went into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror. He was a very attractive young man. He had blonde shaggy hair, a muscular toned body, blue eyes and had a perfect tan. It was surprising he didn't have any friends or a girl friend. He walked out and made his way down stairs.

He ended up at the last step. "Morning, dude!" he turned to the kitchen and saw his brother. He walked up to him "Hey," he sat down at the counter while his brother made pancakes,

"First day of school, huh?"

"Yep,"

"Nervous?"

"A little,"

"It'll be alright, Finn. You'll see,"

"Thanks, Jake. Hopefully," Finn finally replied. Jake patted him on his back and continued. They both watched on as the pancake batter sizzled in the pan. Jake was a very wise, joking and goofy dude. He had orange hair, dark brown eyes and was pretty tall and had a thin body. It was surprising because he loved food so much. He was in his thirty's and Finn was now sixteen, turning seventeen that year. 'I wonder if I'll make new friends?' he thought to himself. Finn looked over at the clock on the wall, it was 8:30am. He had another fifteen minutes. "Seeing Lady today?" Finn asked Jake,

"Yeah,"

"How is she?"

"She's okay, why?"

"Just wondering,"

"Have you seen Phoebe at all?" Jake asked him. Finn frowned, remembering their break up,

"No,"

"Oh okay," Jake quickly changed the subject. "How are your friends?" he asked,

"I don't have any," Finn whispered, Jake gave him a sympathetic smile,

"I bet you'll make a lot this year,"

"I doubt it," Finn looked down at the floor. He hadn't had any friends since the break up. Everyone thought it was bad of him not to talk to Phoebe anymore even though she didn't really want to talk to him. He hadn't seen her in a year. But he would sometimes pass her in the halls. He still wasn't over it but he had to get over it eventually. He looked at the clock again. It was 8:45am. It was time to go. "Got to go," he quickly said, making his way to the door. "Wait!" Jake ran up to him and stuffed a lunch box in his back pack, turned Finn around and hugged him. "Good luck, man!" they pounded each other's fists as Finn walked out the door.

He walked down the street, just seeing the school up ahead. He wondered if he was going to get bullied. He was bullied last year by a guy named Tiffany but he got in a horrible accident and died. Apparently, it was at a zoo. Finn shivered at the thought of it. He walked into the court and went to the school boards. He looked at the classes under 'Year eleven'. He had Maths up first. He was bad at Maths. Even though his old catch phrases were based on Math terms. He looked at the room number, 'G5'. He made his way to the class. Passing multiple maps of the school, helping him lead the way. He made it to the front of the class. A lot of students surrounded him, waiting to get inside. He inspected them. They were all interesting looking people. He scanned the rest. His eyes widened as he saw Phoebe. She was standing with her friends and her new boy friend, CB. It standed for 'Cunning Bruce'. He was a very large guy, somebody you didn't want to mess with. He had dark brown hair, big black eyes and was usually very serious. He used to be very wacky and crazy but he changed all of a sudden, even since he met Phoebe. She was a very pretty girl, she had bright orange hair, it looked like flames, big orange eyes and perfect shaped lips. She had an orangey tan and she loved the color orange. She was wearing a yellow sun dress, an orange cardigan and orange heels. Finn blushed as he saw her. CB looked over at Finn and glared at him, causing Finn to shuffle further away. The teacher let them in the class.

The teacher assigned them all a seat. She said her name was Mrs Jones. Unfortunately, she sat Finn and Phoebe next to each other. While putting CB behind them. Finn knew that CB was staring at him the whole time. "Hi," Finn looked at Phoebe, she was looking at him. She had a very soft voice, like it just passed through him. It was very angel like. "H-Hey," Finn muttered. She giggled under her breath and slowly batted her eye lashes. He slowly melted inside, finally hearing her voice again. He looked behind him at CB. He was staring at him. He slowly turned back around, facing Phoebe. "How are you?" she spoke beautifully,

"I-I'm good, you?"

"I'm fine," she smiled at him. Finn stared into her deep orange eyes, wanting to hold her face and kiss her again,

"T-That's good,"

"Are you okay?" she lightly punched his shoulder, giggling,

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Hehe," he said, rubbing his shoulder. She gave him a light smirk and faced the teacher. The class lasted for a long time, it felt like forever. It felt especially long for Finn, for he was still staring at Phoebe. Nearly, the whole time. He gazed at her gorgeous features, which he hadn't seen in a while. Her hair, eyes, nose, lips and basically her whole face was perfect. She didn't have a single flaw. No wonder she broke up with him. Finn jumped as the siren went. He was lost in her beauty. "I'll see you later?" Phoebe picked up her things and looked down at Finn. "Y-Yeah! Sure," he picked up his stuff and walked with her toward the door. CB pushed him out of the way and lead her outside. He walked out and watched her walk away with CB. She turned around, waved at him and flashed him a smile. He could feel his heart beating out of his chest. He swore he had little hearts in his eyes.