((A/N:: Just so you all know: (f/n)= first name. (l/n)=last name. (e/c)=eye color. (y/t) your town. And Now You Know:o) ))

pART oNE: tHE nEW gIRL

Name?: (f/n) (l/n)

Age?: 16 years old

School?: no school just yet.

Home?: shitty

Life In Total?: A living hell not worth living.

You scribbled the words into a brand new personal journal that you won't let anyone see. Some say its a diary, but you really didn't give a damn what they call it.

You lived alone with your dad, who didn't care if you went to school or not. You had to buy your new school supplies, because he didn't spend money on 'Trash'. All your school stuff sat neatly in your bag in the corner of your new bed room.

Oh yeah. You just moved to (y/t). Your dad had gotten a new job here, and if it weren't for the fact he got taxes back for having you here he would've left you on the streets back home.

Luckily it was still summer, up until tomorrow, so it didn't bother your schedule.

At your new school, you already made plans. You wouldn't befriend anyone for the fear of them making the hole in your heart bigger. You would pass all of your classes so you wouldn't have to get tutoring from someone. Last but not least, you wouldn't show any emotion. You were just going to be a dark void that didn't want anything to do with human life.

You sigh. If your mother was here she'd comfort you without knowing it like she used to, but she can't... Not anymore...

You twist the ever so important little golden heart shaped ring with three diamonds around your ring finger. You haven't taken this ring off since it was given to you by your Aunt Shadow. She told you it belong to your mother, so of course you listened. But then you didn't know it was her wedding ring. And now you do.

You sigh again, blowing a strand of hair out of your face.

You got on the school bus, sitting in the first seat. People already tried talking to you but you simply ignored them. That was pretty easy since you had your iPod on with the volume tuned Ito the highest volume level.

The bus made several more stops before arriving at you're new school. You got off the bus last, and followed the rest of the students into the cafeteria. They all sat at tables which got filled pretty quickly.

You spotted an empty table at the farthest corner of the cafeteria. You sat there for what seemed like forever Before looking at your schedule that you had gotten during the summer.

'Art four in room 326. Math in room 123. Science in room 106. Computers in lab 4. Lunch here in the cafeteria. Dance in gym 4. Reading in room 415. Social Studies in 312. And Preforming Arts in room 214.' You go through the list in your head. You look up only to meet with the face of a gray skinned boy saying something. You jump backwards, making the chair your sitting in to fall as well causing you to hit your head on the tiled floor. "Owww.." You groan. Your headphones had fallen out of your ears during the fall. "Are you okay, sis?!" The boy asked a worried expression across his face.

"Yes I'm fine if you consider being scared by some one you don't know, falling backwards and hitting your head on the floor, then yes I'm fucking fine!" You growl standing up. He sighed with relife. "Good thing you didn't hurt yourself, sis" he smiled.

You roll your (e/c) eyes, fixing your chair. You look at the boy to get a closer look at him. He had golden eyes, grey skin and huge ass horns on top of his head. He wore a black short sleeved shirt with some weird symbol on it and polka dot jeans.

"What's your name sis?" He asked. You just stared at him.

"(F/n)" you reply, wrapping your head phones around your iPod.

"Nice name sis! I'm Gamzee" He tells you. It was then when you realized he wore clown makeup. "I was wondering if you'd like to eat with me and a friend of mine at lunch since youre new and all, sis." He says.

You raise an eye brow, questioning him, but nod anyways. There went your 'not going to make friends' plan.

The bell rings indicating everyone should get their sorry asses to class. At least that's what you call the bell. You and Gamzee walk out of the cafeteria and to your own classes.