Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters I've just used but I wish I could be one of them in the future!..hihihi…. just joking!... Enjoy reading!

Author's note: please don't sue me if you don't like my fan fiction. I just enjoy writing stories and reading them (sometimes acting them too in my room, it's a secret, ok?)

Chapter one: Introduction

Megan Parker was you're average girl next door, she likes strolling around, making friends, enjoys listening to loud music, and just like any other teenage girls, she undergoes a stage where not only girls, including boys do. I won't tell you because I know already what you are thinking, if you really don't know..uhm…ask somebody else.

"Meg, it's already 6 am. It's your first day; you don't want to be late." Her mom just entered her room. She was still lying on her bed.

"Give me five minutes more, mom. I didn't sleep well last night," she said

"How can you sleep well if the radio's volume is already 10, I guess." Her mom said, now sitting in her side table's chair.

"It's not that. I'm nervous of my first day in this town's school, I can't imagine this is my 13th school" now Meg is up looking at her closet.

Her mom stands up again and patted her shoulder. Sure, it's her 13th school to go. It's just her father left them and they travel, going anywhere the wind blows her mother's mind. She can't make stable friends because she knows if she makes one and they will just go again, it will hurt her friend's feeling and so does hers. Like her last friend, Cynthia from Suburbia. They've stayed there for almost a year, and thought that they will soon stay there for the rest of her life. But no, her mom made up her mind moving here in California. In her last day in Suburbia, Cynthia didn't show up, only her parents and gave her a letter, a farewell letter from Cynthia. After moving, she decided to be a loner.

"Okay, I've made an omelet and orange juice for your breakfast now wash up and I'll wait for you downstairs, I'll drive you to James,"

"NO! I mean, it's okay if I just walk and take the bus. Really mom thanks."

"I don't have anything to do, my work won't start for a couple of days, I insist dear. Now be ready in fifteen minutes!" her mom left her and she crumpled down like a cat.

After fifteen gloomy minutes she walked out of her room, into the kitchen, out of the house and rides the car. She was just looking at the window, looking at the streets and the roads. Then in the third block, she saw a man, maybe about her age too, was running. She can't see his face clearly but she can imagine the struggle the man was having. Maybe he was going to the school she's about to go.

Then, for another couple of minutes they arrived she read the name of the school "James Polk Middle School". She moved out of the car.

"Meg, no strolling after school, it's the first day, remember" her mom said, she nodded.

"No cutting class" she nodded again

"And absolutely, no dating" her eyebrows narrowed.

"Mom you know I don't do that!"

"Just joking to make you smile, come on smile!"

She gave a weak smile and wave goodbye. Then she hurried to the School doors and entered. There, she saw students bullying around, girls that are chatting, and a man running with a net! Then there's a weasel running towards her. She captured the weasel, but even before she could give it to the man running for it, the weasel bites her finger and hurdled down to her pant and off it goes. The bite was bleeding badly. The man stopped and looked at her finger.

"Ow, sorry about that. That weasel really is prickly. It's a savage in this school ruining all school gardens, students' paper and my room, the janitor's room." The man was crying on her shoulder, but still Megan didn't speak.

"Uhm, excuse me. Where can I find the principals room?" it's her time to talk. The man stopped crying and began to look at her.

"You don't know the principal's office? All students know that, unless you're new here." The man said, again she nodded.

"I see. I'm Gordy, the one and only Janitor in this school."

"Nice to meet you Gordy, I'm Megan Parker." She said handing her hand and Gordy shook it.

"Well let me see, Uhm...Wait here," Gordy said. Megan just stand there still looking at her wound and then CRASH!

Megan was now lying on the floor, knocked down with a man on the top of her. For a minute she was looking at him and then she pushed the man on her and began to stand up. The man also stood and she recognizes him, he was the man she saw this morning, running fast. He was covered with sweat so she handed her handkerchief. The man now catching up with his breath looked at her and she looked at him to.

"It's okay. You can damp it to your face. I insist." She said. The man looked and smiled at her.

"Thanks" the man said.

I hope you know now the man, I won't tell you. You guess first. If you already know, okay. Please review!