Gill wasn't the type of person who had any friends but when a prank goes a little wrong Luke starts to learn more about the blond then anyone else ever has or will.

:P stupid summery, but hopefully a good story.

Note none of this is factual. AU and in my story the school is a larger separate building with a four regular sized class rooms, the science lab (Jin's), two sets of semi large restrooms, a cafeteria (Chase's and Maya's), principles office (the mayors), a gym, and a large auditorium, that is used for choir and other school contests between different islands. Outside there's a large courtyard with a fountain and a few white benches.

There are a few mainlanders in the story who will bully Gill. In this story there are a lot more people on the island k.

Now to the story Oh and please R and R.

Gill 17

Toby 17

Owen 18

Jin 21

Luke 17

Chase 19

**************************In school 1:56 PM ***********************************

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, the school clock ticked as each slow agonizing second pass by.

I watched the clock, waiting for three o'clock to finally arrive. To think I have to endure two more years of this torture, the day droned on. Another minute passed by. 'Only three minutes left.'

I huffed out a sigh, drumming my fingers on the desk, one by one, glancing around the room lazily, as I did so. Luke and Owen were snickering lightly, they sat two seats over, sitting at one of the old tables. The two passed thin sheets of torn white paper back and forth, which I could only guess was about their newest prank, most likely going to be directed at me, of course. The two glanced over at me, still snickering, and quickly looked away when they met my annoyed gaze. I glared at the two, confirming my previous thought. 'That's typical,' I thought rolling my eyes, ' going after me, the mayor's 'weak no-it-all son'.'

I was used to them picking on me; it had been that way since I moved to the island after my mother…I was quiet, shy, weak, and new. The others tried to be friends but I didn't talk to them and just pushed them away…I had my reasons, but that's when they all decided that since 'I wasn't like them' they needed to push me down, both metaphorically and literally.

They bullied me mentally, physically, and emotionally. They probably didn't even know how much they were actually hurting me, but even if they new, they wouldn't even care. I'm not going to deny that it hurt. It hurts even if I don't show it. Bullying me was a daily occurrence. Mostly it was calling me names, stealing my stuff, or putting things in my locker. I was used to it though, after all people were cruel, it was in their nature and it didn't surprise me if the two were planning to do something again.

I sighed and looked out the window; I noted how it was in desperate need to be cleaned. The late fall leaves were magnificent, and swirled around in little tornados as the wind picked up, the array of colors caught my eye, if only for a second. I looked at the sky; it was dark gray, no sun was able to break through, it was cold and unforgiving. I chuckled at the thought. Just like me…There was going to be a storm tonight, a bad one. I shuddered at the thought of another storm. It would be the third this month.

I sighed heavily as I glanced at the clock and stood up, chair screeching slightly as it moved back. Two o'clock. I grabbed my books quickly cramming them into my tote; quickly walked out of the classroom and down the halls to my locker, as the school bell rang. I dialed the combo into my locker, and opened it, creaking as the hinges were put to use. I crammed my books in my bag, stopping briefly as I reached in and grabbed the most precious book I owned, my diary, worn leather feeling smooth against my skin. I placed it tenderly in my bag, smiling as I remembered its origin as I began to walk away…When Luke and Owen approached me, of course they do.

Luke stood in front of me, golden eyes shining dangerously as he stood blocking my way, a cocky smirk on his face, as Owen stood somewhere behind me, breath hitting the back of my neck making me cringe. I knew that this meant trouble but it wasn't like I could get away; I took a deep breath and stared at Luke with an annoyed expression. "Yes?" I questioned cocking an eyebrow. My hand automatically heading to my hip, though that made his smirk grow wider at the 'girly' motion.

Luke POV

'This was going to be great.' I was giddy with excitement. Owen and I were planning to take princess Gill's diary. I mean what guy has a diary, I mean really, and now to make things better he was doing his 'oh-my-gosh-im-such-fag-and-im-so-much-better-then-you.' stance. We had seen him write in it several times and couldn't help wonder what he wrote in it every single day during school. I mean what the hell would little Gilly write about anyway? I had to know. Heh, I sound kinda like a stalker. Anyway…

Things were supposed to go like this: Owen was supposed to grab Gill while I grabbed his bag and ran. Pretty simple, right? That's what we thought.

Owen nodded at me, the obvious signal to begin initiating the plan. Owen stepped forward grabbing both of Gill's arms, twisting them behind his back painfully. Gill turned with a small "What-" his eyes quickly flashed from Owen to me as I reached forward grabbing onto the bag, which was wrapped securely around his left arm. I pulled on it hard, but Gill refused to let go. Panic flashed in his eyes as he began to thrash back and forth attempting to escape, unsuccessfully. I stumbled back slightly. 'Damn his stronger then I would of thought.' Gill kicked backward, hard. Nailing Owen right in the, well, you get the point.

Owen let go of Gill and fell back, slamming his back into the ground. My eyes widened at this, 'D-damn Gill must kick pretty hard.' I thought shocked, quickly looking down at Owen who was crumpled on the floor holding his crotch. I looked back at Gill just in time to see him elbow toward me face. I dodged it, barely; stumbled back a little before falling onto the floor and sliding back slightly.

Gill took that opportunity to grab the bag and pull it out of my grasp, turning on his heel, and started running. As he ran, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something fall from his bag, fluttering to the ground before coming to a stop in front of me. I reached down slowly and grabbed it. "A photograph?" I muttered confused.

The photograph was faded but I could see that it was of a young woman, who was sitting on a white bench in what appeared to be a park, judging by the faded swings in the background. She was a young, beautiful, blond woman, who was maybe in her early twenties. Her eyes were a soft blue, showing nothing but love to whomever may look at this picture. She was wearing a spaghetti strap, white, floral sundress with frills on the edges that ended at her knees. Her hair waved slightly, and went down to her mid-back; it shone wondrously in the sun light. She was beautiful.

Suddenly Owen's voice broke my train of thought "Damn it, Luke, get him." My head snapped toward him, then to the way Gill had run. I pushed myself up quickly and started running as Owen slowly got up, gasping slightly, obviously still in pain from Gill's previous blow. "Go!"

I shoved the picture into my pocket still, most likely bending bits of it as I did so. I still wanted to know who the woman was, but figuring that out wasn't my main objective right now, Gill was. I huffed out in annoyance and shaking my head annoyed. Damn, my head hurts.

Ok Trust me it gets better a lot better ok this is just the beginning. Well Hope you liked it R&R!