Alexis

Alexis walked up and down the halls scanning the gray lockers for the number 1593, which was written out on the sheet before her. She looked at the closest locker number. 3914.

"Damn." She hissed. Running her fingers through her long black hair with frustration. She was in the totally wrong place. So where would her locker be? This school wasnt that big.. could there even be a 1593? She let out a deep sigh. This was so much different then what she was used to. She missed New York. The endless lights, the shouting, the busy streets. She could never imagine calling this place home. As she walked people examined her thouroughly, looking her up and down, without trying to hide their stares in the slightest. Most gave her dirty unwelcome looks, but she didnt care. They meant nothing to her. She surveyed some of the girls who walked by and in a way understood their odd glances. She was wearing all black. Her black tank top was slightly covered with black long sleeved fish net. Her black pants started at her hips and was tucked inside her strappy leather boots. She grinned with satisfaction at her wardrobe, and the way her curves looked in it. Jealous, she thought, jealous they could never pull this look off. What did she care what the girls thought anyways. She was almost certain she wasnt going to make friends with any of these perky, up tight losers anyway...

"Hey." She heard someone say from behind her, in an overly enthusiastic voice. She turned with a start and faced a smiling blue eyed girl, with her hair in a tight pony tail.

"Um, hi." Alexis smirked, not sure of what else to do.

"You seem lost, are you new?" She asked, with that same tone. Alexis looked around at all the skippy girls in the halls, and the girl infront of her, and down at herself once again.

"How could you tell?" she said sarcastically. The girl laughed in reply, putting out a welcoming hand to shake.

"I'm Casey." She tilted her head slightly.

"Alexis." she took her by the hand, returning her smile. She wasnt that bad. She had a very nice voice Alexis noticed. Alexis was odd like that. She always picked out really small things she liked about people.

"I'll help you get to your locker." and she began down the hall the way they came.

"This is a small school, but it doesnt fail to confuse me." Alexis began, trying to keep up the conversation.

"I know. I started here not that long ago. It was the worst." Alexis smiled, and started to calm. For some reason the fact that Casey was somewhat new set her at ease. They walked for a while, chatting and laughing until finally they came to her locker. 1593.

"Theres the devil." Alexis grinned. Within a second after they found her locker the bell rang.

"What class do you have?"Casey asked in that same enthusiastic voice.

"Math." Alexis scoffed. The worst subject she could think of.

"Down the hall." Casey pointed, "Second door on your left."

"Thanks." Casey turned to walked away, but spun back around on the spot.

"At lunch, if you dont want to be a loner, you can sit with me and my friend Emily." What an eager one this was.

"Sure." Alexis half smiled, and Casey walked down the hall to her first class. Casey didnt seem like the usual type Alexis would see herself with, but she couldnt complain. It was her first day, and she had already made a ... um... friend? Companion? Aquantaince? Whatever. She had someone to sit with at lunch.

Alexis put her bag in her new locker and was ready for retched math. She shook slightly. She couldnt shake the feeling that someone was watching her.

Derek

Derek stood against the wall one foot perched behind him, his collar flipped out around his neck. One hand was placed cooly in his pocket and the other laid across his bent knee. He watched with a smirk as the new girl walked by him without even noticing he was there. His smirk grew wider. He knew from this day on, like all girls in his school, she would never walk by without at least a glance in his direction again.

"Hello there." he called to her. She turned, and looked him up and down, lifted a brow, then continued to walk. He began to walk behind her, "That wasnt very nice now was it." She stopped and turned his way.

"I'm late for class." she snapped.

"Whats the rush?" he shrugged.

"I need to get away from a loser who wont take a hint." She returned his half smile and continued to walk. Derek searched his mind for something to come back with and for once he had nothing. He just sat and watched her walk, away. As soon as she was out of sight he ran his fingers through his shaggy brown hair. He felt a little anger fill up inside him and paced in the hall for a second. No one makes a fool out of Derek Venture. He stalked off to class and walked through the door, finding a bunch of giddy smiles in his direction. He scanned the room and to his delighted suprise found the new girl, smirking his way with satisfaction. He'd show her.

"Where to sit." he said, looking around at the vacant chairs all non chalant, tapping his forefinger to his chin. The girls all straightened up and looked pretty. Some nodding to the vacant seats around them. Derek eyed the One round girl sitting next to the the princess of darkness, as he liked to now think of her. He nodded at the short round girl and looked dissapointedly at the occupied chair beside her. She looked at the new girl for all of a second, then knocked her off her seat, making her fly to the ground.

"You can sit here." the round girl smiled, batting her eyes. Derek Made his way through the crowd of admiring girls and sat in the seat at the very back, raising his feet onto the desk and putting his hands behind his head with a smug smile.

"Take the hint." He said slyly, giving her a waving motion to leave. She shook her head with disbelief throwing him a wicked glare and walked to the closest chair. A girl pulled the chair out from under her, following Derek's lead, obviously trying to impress him, and she was on the floor once again.

He let out a loud obnoxious laugh, along with the rest of the class, and smiled, "Welcome to my school" he stressed the my, "..enjoy your stay, if you can." he grinned laying his head back on his palms, feet on his desk. Right then the stumpy pale faced math teacher walked in, and whatever plans she had in mind for revenge would have to wait.

"Derek" He called out as he wrote down the day itenerary on the bored, not even turning to glace his way "Feet down" Derek dropped his feet, and Alexis through him a cold smile. He just glared at her. He turned back toward the class, "Oh yes, we have a new student today." he called out reading one of the reminders on his desk, "An Alexis Strat?" he looked around for the unfamiliar face.

"ha... Strat." Derek scoffed. And she threw him another dirty look. He raised a daring brow in reply, and a devilish smile crept across her face to match it. Derek couldn't help trying to guess what she was thinking. She just turned back to the front and raised her hand.

"Thats me." she smiled sweetly at the teacher.

"Hello there. I'm Mr.Edwards. Welcome." he said cheerfully, "I hope you will like it here."

She smirked, "I already do." she threw Derek another evil smile, "For the most part." and she returned her attention to the front. The teacher just looked over at the two of them quizzically, then brushed it off and began the lesson

Derek stared at Alexis through class as she took notes and twirled her hair constantly around her finger. He couldnt help feeling proud of the effect he obviously had on her. Derek, you've out done yourself, he thought. But the war had just begun.