The halls at young view middle school were filled with noise and excitement; it was the first day of school. Parker walked down the halls trying to find her way to home room without lifting an unsuspecting student's wallet or cell phone. It was her first day and she had just been put into a new foster home in a new town full of hicks and white rapper wannabes. Kids bumped into her not giving a care in the world that they had just hit a 75 pound 13 year old. She had almost made it to home room when a girl with long bleach blonde hair walked into her knocking her down and not giving a care in the world. Parker made an effort to pick up her things that had fallen out of her hands and onto the floor but other kids kept kicking and stepping on them as they passed. She was about to give up when a short muscle boy kneeled down beside her and started picking up her stuff. He had brown hair that was on the long side but in a way it seemed to fit him.
"Here you go." The boy handed her the dropped papers and pencils and smiled at her. "I'm Eliot Spencer by the way." He stuck his hand out towards her and she shook it reluclently.
"Parker. Hey I'm looking for Mr. Keysers homeroom do you know where it's at?" She questioned him in a soft voice. Eliot stretched out his hand again and helped her up while he started to talk.
"Yeah he's my homeroom teacher too. Your new here right?" Eliot questioned her while she walked beside him in the busy hallway.
"Yeah I jus-." She was cut off when a tall boy came up and shoulder shoved Eliot into her. Eliot immediately turned around to face the kid.
"You got a problem hunter?" Eliot said having to look up at the much taller boy, but he didn't seem like he was going to back down anytime soon.
"Yeah I'm looking at it what about you?" The boy said back with a smirk on his face while Eliot kept on a poker face.
"Touch me again and I'm going to have a big problem." He responded, the other boy just rolled his eyes, turned around and left. Eliot walked back up to Parker and gave her an apologizing look. "Sorry about that but stay away from hunter he's nothing but trouble." Parker nodded and looked around the 7th grade area. She rolled her eyes nothing new; she saw all the regular cliques, the populars, nerds, jocks, skaters, wannabes, punks, goth, and the musicians. She noticed they were heading towards a single class room and figured that was homeroom. They were outside of the classroom when Eliot turned to face her.
"This is homeroom Mr. Keyser is pretty cool he's not that strict so it shouldn't be that hard to ge-." Before Parker knew what was happening a tall skinny black boy tackled him to the ground. At first she thought it was possibly another person that she should stay away from when she heard the boys laughing. Eliot rolled the boy over his shoulder and had him pinned.
"Aw come on man you can't even let me win once?" The tall skinny boy asked Eliot while trying to control his laughter. Eliot got off of him and stretched out his hand to help him up.
"Not happening man." Eliot then suddenly remembered Parker and introduced her to the boy. "Parker this is Alec but you can just call him Hardison." Hardison stuck his hand out to parker and she shook his hand feeling his strong grip compared to her weak one.
"Alec Hardison computer genius at your service." Parker nodded and followed the boys into the classroom. Mr. Keyser was definitely a science teacher; he had two lizards in their cages and fish on the back shelf. Instead of their being desk the room had six tables and huge windows that showed the outside area hen the curtains weren't pulled over them.
They made it to class just in time; the bell rang the second they sat down at a table. About ten seconds later a disorganized looking man who was slightly plump came into the room sitting down at the desk in the front of the room. He opened the folder that everyone assumed held the class list.
"For those of you who don't know me I am Mr. Keyser I'm your homeroom teacher and possibly your science teacher. Now stand up and I'll give you your assigned seats. He went through the list putting people in seats by last name when he got to Parker.
"Parker?" The man questioned looking around the room.
"Yes?" She said quietly barely Able to be heard.
"You don't have a last name listed."
"Yeah I don't have one." They looked at her like she was crazy
"Young lady everyone has a last name their must have been a mistake at the front office." He told her with a knowing look.
"Not everyone does; I'm in foster care they don't know my last name." Mr. Keyser looked at her with a guilty face and just nodded.
"Ok then you can sit next to Alec." He pointed to the back table as Parker made her way over to him. She sat down and looked around for Eliot; he had just been given his seat at the table next to theirs. Hardison cleared his throat.
"So Parker your in foster care?" He asked her in a voice that sounded gentle and wise for a thirteen year old boy. She nodded trying not to make eye contact with him.
"Yeah so am I; I live with an older woman we call her nana." Parker turned to face him with slight excitement she was about to say something when the bell cut her off, and Eliot came up to their table.
"What class you have first?" The long haired boy asked. The two pulled out their class schedule and looked at their first period class.
"I got gym. What about you?" they looked at parker waiting for her to share her class schedule.
"gym." Both boys smiled to parkers response and Hardison held out his hand to her for a fist bump and she reluclently bumped her fist against his.
"Cool we all have the same class, let's go before were late Mr. Lynn will not be happy if I'm late on the first day of school again. Mabey Nate and Sophie will be there." Hardison got up and parker followed his lead heading towards the gym, where ever it was. "Mabey this school year wasn't going to be that bad" Parker thought to herself. If Sophie and Nate were as nice to her as Eliot and Hardison were she might actually have friends; at least intill she went into a new home.