Jesse POV

Beep Beep Beep.

My alarm wouldn't shut up; no matter how many pillows I threw at it. I rolled out of bed and noticed it was still dark out. Great… Now what? A pair of swim shorts caught my eye and I put them on and walked down my dad's mansion into the basement where the pool was located. After a couple laps, it was time to get ready for my first day at a new place.

I went to my closet and noticed that the cleaner had done all my laundry… perfectly. Except, none of it was my clothes. Mine were still in boxes in the attic. Dad asked for my measurements a couple weeks ago when he found out I was coming to stay with him and had an assistant or someone pick some stuff out.

I grabbed a light pink Ralph Lauren polo and some Navy Chinos. As I studied myself in the mirror, I was almost embarrassed at how Preppy I looked. A kid from Boston should not be wearing this suburban, blue-blooded attire. At least I looked the same underneath them. My warm brown eyes were still there, along with my buzzed dirty blond hair and my naturally tan skin. Most of all I still had my smile.

I know it sounds cheesy, but the dimpled, white smile is literally a phone number magnet. Even my front teeth overlapping a little, add an endearing quality to my general appearance.

I wasn't the tallest guy, about 6'1" or 6'2", but I had a fit body. Not the kind like Ronnie from Jersey shore with muscles bulging out of my clothes, but I had lean and well defined muscle, so I was okay with it.

This is my first day at this school. I am from Boston and my dad is a governor from New York. Mom and Dad got married right after college, but they divorced 3 years later when my dad realized how pathetic it was that he was arrived to a waitress when he was in Yale law school. Especially since she was half Mexican and all (hence the tan skin).

I've lived in Boston with my mom all my life, seeing my dad at Thanksgiving, Labor Day and other "American Holidays". Dad paid for my whole life. I guess that and the fact that he remarried and had 3 girls left Mom feeling low. She started to depend more and more on alcohol and now I am moving in with my dad in New York, with a new mom and 3 new younger sisters, as my real mom checks in and out of rehab every other week.

I put on my new "Preppy" clothes, which apparently is what everyone wears here and googled the rules of Lacrosse, the "it" sport. Before I knew it, the cook was calling.

I walked down stairs and saw my new 'mom' with her perfectly highlighted hair in a tight bun as she ate her fruit bowl.

"Mornin'" I said cheeringly.

"Good Morning Jess'!" My dad said as he slapped my back and sat me down. He was in a pink tie and white shirt and we all sat down… as a family. I talked to my little sister, during the majority of the meal. She was 6 and a half, and never let me forget that ½ a year!

I stood outside our brick mansion when my dad joined me.

"Nervous Jess?"

"Nah, I've done it before."

"Yeah you have and your good with people. Just like your old man right?" He asked and I chuckled and nodded my head.

Dad continued, "I arranged for you to ride with a friend of mine. Have you heard of J.J. Jackson?"

"Yeah…" I remember something from school about him. "The oil guy right?"

"Yes sir, biggest oil miner in the state of Texas. His family moved up here about 4 years ago. His adopted son is a sophomore just like you… Kendal I think is his name."

"Okay cool, at least I'll know someone right?"

"Yeah and umm... be nice to him. His dad is not shy with giving generous donations to my campaigns and well… I don't wanna' lose his acquaintance over a high school fight."

I nodded as a slick, black limo pulled in front of the house. I started to walk out and turned around, "hey dad, I'll tell J.J. you say hi!"

"Mr. Jackson to you Jesse!" he called back

"I know dad! See you later!"

I opened the door and looked in. A boy was sitting at the opposite side looking out the window. His black, curly hair was parted and he was wearing chinos just like me and a yellow polo. I fit right in. As I slid in a smile crept on his face as he offered me his hand.

"Your Jesse right? Jesse Walker?"

"Yeah man and you are Kendal…"

"Jackson. Kendal Jackson at your service." He added in completing my thought before I could even process it. He had a country accent for sure, but it was posh not obnoxious. "So what do you do man?"

"Like sports? Umm… At my old school we got state in Football, I was a Free Safety."

"Ahh… the most tactical position on defense. You must be fast and umm... nimble. I play football too. Wide receiver."

"Nice man, I'll intercept the balls thrown to you."

"You wish. Remind me to take you to meet Coach Just before we go home. Anything else?"

"Hockey in the winter, and I play guitar and stuff, but during spring and summer I do fitness with my football team and go to the occasional Hockey tourney."

"Solid man! I swim in the winter, best back-stroker in the school, if I say so myself!"

Before we knew it the. Driver dropped my off at school and the lot was full of limo's and town cars. At least when I walked out the first day of school I had somebody to show me around.

Kendal dropped me off at the principal's office and after a little small talk I was introduced to Kyle Anderson.

This kid had the most annoying smirk on his face. When I was talking to the secretary, polite as could be… you know the politician's boy and all, he just stood next to her acting as if he was superior.

"Nicely played new kid," he remarked as we left the office. "You'll have the faculty eating out of your hand if you brown nose them that successfully."

"How do you know I wasn't legit?"

"I hope you weren't. No one likes a legit suck up?"

"Good point. So, are you giving me a tour or something?"

"Not exactly. I'm showing you your classes, your locker, bathrooms, cafeteria, computer labs, gym and then leaving you with a map. Find me at lunch if you want."

"I'm sitting with Kendal Jackson I think."

"Good, I sit across from him, so I'll see you there." Kyle was looking up and down my schedule, probably noticing the lack of Honors and AP's. I'm not dumb or anything, but I have trouble, as teachers say, "applying myself".

"Football," Kyle said smiling. "I knew I liked you. I'm a cornerback, we work well with you Safeties."

"Yeah, it's my job to cover your mistakes, so don't make any aight?"

"Nope, you will be busy Walker!" He said as we shared a laugh.

Kyle seemed like a pretty chill guy. His dark, brown, styled hair at first gave me the gay vibe, but after hearing him talk and his little side statements of, "man, I want to bone her so bad" or "that chick has the best rack in the school", it was obvious he just stylish.

Austin POV

When I walked in to school sure enough Derrick, Kemp, Plovert and Josh were messing around with the cute girls in school: Claire, Dylan, Kristen, Alicia and Massie.

I hated those guys more than anyone knows. I started my own clique eventually, but Kendal, Kyle, Randol and Cameron just didn't cut it. We were athletic, but could never get those 5 girls.

Derrick was my best bud in low-grade-Briarwood. We'd play soccer, videogames and girls all in the same night, but then we both fell for Massie. She chose Derrick and no matter how much she tried to get me to be her "friend" or he tried to "make peace" it just got worse. Now, Derrick and I can't stand each other. I switched sports and now I play on the football team. His crew used to look up to me, but now were rivals to my friends. I still want Massie, but more than that I want to get Derrick back.

"Austin, still checking out Madam Massie?" I turned around quickly to see Randol Dunkins. Randol is probably my best bud; he's got super curly brown hair and is probably one of the perverted minds on the East Coast. Despite the fact he's super tall, he looks up to me and I wouldn't have it any other way.

"No I'm checking out Derrick," I retorted sarcastically with a smirk. "By the way, what are you wearing?" He looked down at his black skinny jeans and combat boots and hit my shoulder. We laughed and walked into English and sat in the middle row.

About 20 minutes into a class a guidance counselor walked in with a new kid. He had blond hair and brown eyes, with dimples showing even when he wasn't smiling.

"Class, this is Jesse Walker, he just moved here from Boston." Walker? Governor Walker?

The girls all started leaning over, whispering and giggling. He was a catch. He smiled at them knowing and with that smile no doubt those lame-o girls would be all over him.

Then a girl who I least expected raised her hand. Alicia Rivera smiled at him then said, "Governor Walkers kid right? You've got his… charm." She was being sassy and flirty, and Josh put his arm around her just after she said it.

Jesse smiled smugly and retorted, "thanks stranger, I'll be sure to suggest a pretty face like you for our next campaign commercial."

The new kid sat behind me. I leaned over to Randol.

"What do you think Randy?"

"Suave, charming and rich, definitely an asset. Does he play sports?"

Then a voice came from behind me. I didn't turn around but just smiled to myself as the new kid said, "Just wait until football practice."

I think I found the missing link.