This is the first chapter. More updates soon.

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Trace Middle School did not welcome new comers warmly. Well, except for me, Roy Eberhardt. After the Mother Paula's incident, people appreciated me and Beatrice more. I made a lot of friends and I weirdly have my own fan club in school. Mr. Ryan called me 'son', and Dana Matherson bullied me less because people would defend me, even in the bus. But in this case, there's a new comer in school, and the Matherson guild ain't happy about it.

I was in the bus sitting beside Beatrice, when suddenly, Dana stomped in front of me. As in really stomp. Kind of marched, really, but he marced heavily. And then he stopped.

"Eberhardt." he growled.

"Matherson." I smiled. "What's up?"

Everyone in the bus looked at Dana. Even the driver (from the rearview mirror). Dana whimpered for no reason at all.

"I asked you nicely." I continued.

"You make me feel ashamed, Cowgirl." he stomped back to his place at the back of the bus so hard that bus floor vibrated.

Beatrice and I did a high-five.

"That was swell, Roy." she complimented. "You're learning to defend yourself."

"Oh well." I sighed.

Just then, the bus stpped to pick up more students. A couple of kids entered the bus including a new girl whose name, according to Beatrice, was Nicole Felix. Beatrice also added that Nicole was from New York and her family owned two malls in Coconut Cove.

"She's filthy rich," narrated Beatrice, "and she's book-smart. Butunfortunately, she doesn't kow anyone here. Just like you, when you first moved here in Coconut Cove."

"It figures." I said.

Nicole sat alone on the seat across ours, so we saw her take a deep breath and position herself so she could have a full view of outside from the window. THen the ground vibrated again, and the bus started moving. But it wasn't the bus that shook the ground. It was Dana. When he passed by us, he grunted at me. Then he faced Nicole.

"I smell trouble." Beatrice whispered.

"I'm in front of it." I whispered back.

I saw Nicole face Dana, looking up. She had an eyebrow raised.

"Hello, Little Miss New York." Dana hissed.

Nicole smiled forcefully, looking down. She stood up once she finished chuckling at how bad Dana's breath was. Everyone stopped whatever they were doing and turned to watch.

"It's Nicole." she emphasized. "and if you want to give me a nickname, you can call me Nikki."

"Whoa." everyone (including Beatrice and I) gasped.

Dana chuckled - a sign that he was thinking of something to say to Nicole. As he chuckled, he pulled out a ziploc from his pocket. It stank.

"Rotten tunafish sandwich." hissed Beatrice. "I hate that smell."

"I thought is was a year-old ham sandwich." I whispered.

"Week-old PB&J sandwich deluxe." declared Dana, handing the ziploc to Nicole. She was pretty much disgusted by the look on her face because the sandwich had accumolated moulds. "I want you to have it."

"I'd rather not." Nicole said politely. "Because I have my own sandwich which I want to share with you."

Dana forced the ziploc into her hand. She refused.

"What kind of sandwich is it?" Dana asked eagerly.

Nicole smiled. "A knuckle sandwich."

More 'whoas' from the crowd.

Dana was defeated! He growled, pushed Nicole down, and stomped out of the bus because we were already at school. People cheered, specially me and beatrice. I helped Nicole up and Beatrice got her stuff.

"You okay?" Beatrice asked her.

Nicole smiled. "I'm still in one piece so I guess I'm fine."

"You're good at handling bullies." I said.

Nicole just shrugged.

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Sorry for the short chapter! Promise I'll update. This is only fan based so please do not sue me, or the people who are writing fan fictions. Thank you! :)

-bornforparamore