Summary: A new student. Interesting... (I'm really, really sorry. I suck at making up Summaries! Maybe I'll change it whenever I get a better idea!)

Disclaimer: I do not own any members McFly.

Feedback: It's POV Chrissie, you don't know her yet but you will once you've read it. New chapters to come!

A/N: A new story! I really hope you'll enjoy it, please leave a review, I can use any help I can get!

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Chapter 1 – He's hot.

"Mu-um, where are those new earrings I got from uncle Steven?" I shout, wandering around my room and pulling out drawers. "I want to wear 'em today!"

Oh, right, let me introduce myself. Um, hi. I'm Chrissie Oliver, 16 year old, not related to Jamie Oliver in any possible way, though I wish I was. I'm super skinny, have super long, dark brown hair, a perfect skin and everybody loves me. Get real. OK, OK, that's not me. To be honest, I'm nothing like that. I'm normal sized, have blonde, shoulder length hair, freckles and am not that popular. In fact, I'm not popular at all. I have a few friends I hang out with and that's enough to me.

"I don't know, sweetheart," mum replies from downstairs, "I've last seen them... I don't know." I'm not listening anymore. With a smile of triumph I pull them out of the green little cabinet I got from grandma last Christmas. I hate it, but it's useful, so I kept it.

"Got 'em!" I quickly put them in and make a finishing touch on my make-up before heading downstairs. "Morning, mum." With a slam the door closes behind me.

"Morning, honey." she gives me a plate of breakfast and thankful I start eating. ...What? I'm hungry in the morning.

"Whewe's Cawl?" I say, mouthful of toast. Carl's my big brother. He's 2 years older than me and is still at school. And he made it. Like, really made it. He's popular, handsome (as far as I can see my own brother as handsome), and got a whole clan of female admirers. I envy him sometimes.

"Carl went off to school, sweetie." she answers. "You're gonna have to walk to school on your own today, I'm afraid."

Mum's still scared of what might happen if I have to do something on my own. Ever since those stupid Brendson boys beat me up she's been overprotecting me.

"I'll be fine mum, I promise." I say. I hope I'm not lying. Mum sighs.

"I'm sure you will. Now eat up, you're gonna be late for school."

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I can't help letting out a yawn. History class is so boring. Next to me the head on the table moves till I can see Jessica's face.

"This is so boring." she moans, rolling her eyes. "I mean, c'mon, why do we have to know what Hitler did?"

I smirk. "To teach you it's wrong to shoot Jews."

"OK class, I'd like to talk to you about something else now." says Mrs. Welsh. I straighten up on my chair, mostly when Mrs. Welsh wants to talk about something else it's about something exciting. She continues. "As I told you last week, we're having a new student in class this week." I look at Jessica, she looks back.

'A new student?' I form the words with my mouth, but not say it out loud. Jessica shrugs.

"So I'd like you to welcome him in our class." Jessica shoots up, letting out a small squeak. Boys. One of Jessica's addictions. The others are chocolate, money and Burger King. I chuckle. "Say hello to Daniel!" All eyes are set on the door when Daniel walks in. I gasp and Jessica punches me on the arm, but I have noticed it myself already; he is hot, if I may say so. He's got brown curls, blue eyes and freckles. Well, that's one thing we have in common already.

"Um, hi." He says shyly, waving his hand to the class. It stays silent for a few minutes and then Katie hops up.

"Hello, Daniel! I'm Katie, and this is Jules, and this is Ursula. You want to join us?" I sigh and Jessica drops her head on the table as a sign of giving up. When Katie's got her hands on him, he's trapped forever.

"Oh, um..." he replies, looking for help with Mrs. Welsh.

"I think that's a great idea, Katie, very generous of you." Mrs. Welsh claps her hands out of excitement. "You can sit next to Katie then, Daniel. Go ahead!" Daniel shrugs and walks up to the empty table Katie's made by kicking Ursula a chair forwards.

"That's one hottie who's never gonna know what true love is." Jessica sighs. I nod.

"It's just not fair."