DISCLAIMER! I DO NOT OWN DARK LIFE! KAT FALLS DOES! Everyone got that?!

I took a deep breath and entered the stone building. Students were everywhere and I immediately began to feel claustrophobic. I looked at my skin- which was tan and had a shimmer to it- and looked at everyone else. Their skin was pale. No shimmers. I sighed and tried to find my locker number. 245. People looked at me, sizing me up. The girls gazes lingered on my skin and I shivered. I'm not a big fan for attention.

A girl with brown hair and freckles was banging on her locker door, trying to get it open. I opened it with ease and set it work on mine. Inside there was textbooks and notebooks. A blue pencil case lay on top of the stack.

"Why is your skin like that?"

Startled, I whipped around, hitting my head on the door.

"Eww, that's gonna leave a mark,"

"You think?!"

I grabbed my stuff and ran to math.

"WAIT!"

Oh God. That girl has annoyed me enough. I reluctantly turned around, greeted by the pale face of the girl. She was panting, and was holding my stuff.

"You forgot this," she said. I muttered a quick thanks.

"What's your name?"

"Ty,"

"Cool, my name is Gemma!"

Gemma. Interesting name. I spun on my heel and walked off. I hand grabbed my shoulder and steered me back.

"What?!" I demanded. I was vexed and frustrated. Gemma shrank back a little.

"I just wanted to get to know you better. But, if you're going to be a big jerk about, I guess you aren't worth it!" Ouch. That bruised my ego. And worse, people were watching. I could see them pointing at me and whispering. I stood straighter and stalked off. I heard a hmph and shoes clicking against the marble floor. That took care of her. I felt a hand slip into mine, and I turned my head. A girl with blonde hair elaborately braided was smiling at me. She was dressed in a sundress that was short and low cut. Her boobs were practically popping out. I pulled my hand out of her grasp.

"I'm Lindy,"

"Ty,"

"Ty, such a nice name. Beautiful too. Just like you and me,"

Conceited much.

"Uh, thanks?"

She took my hand again and placed it on her chest. She began to make me stroke it. I'm not going to lie, she had huge boobs, but I was uncomfortable. I yanked my hand away and ran. My hand tingled and I tried to ignore the feeling.

If I had to choose between her and Gemma, I pick Gemma.