Gwen looked around the school with a worried expression on her face. She was the new girl, and she hated the very thought of that. No one even looked at her, part to a few cheerleaders with disapproving, stuck-up looks.

She was already prepared for that situation; she brought her MP5 player along, incase she felt too awkward in the crowd. That music player was Gwen's best friend - she brought it everywhere with her, specially lately, in this town where she knew nearly no one.

Gwen shoved her hand in her bag, looking for it, when she suddenly felt someone put an arm around her.

"Mornin', Sunshine." Duncan greeted cheerfully. The moment Gwen saw him, she felt safe. Duncan was the only person she knew from the school. Since she moved in early summer, she had the chance to... as her mother said, 'get friendly with other adolescents'. Not very surprisingly, that didn't happen.

Although, she did meet Duncan. He came over when she first moved over and they had became good friends since, considering Gwen had no one else, and he was naturally attracted to the only other alternative in town. Both being 'outsiders' (Gwen -goth, Duncan -punk), they already felt connected, not to mention all they had in common; favorite bands and tv shows, similar taste in clothes, etc.

"Hey, Duncan." The goth girl said back and hugged the much taller boy.

"So, how's Gerji High treating you so far?" He asked.

"Great. Haven't met anyone so far, but I did get a few disapproving looks from a bunch of cheerleaders." She said cynically pleased. "It's amazing how easy it is to tell who's a bitch by just a look."

Gwen looked at at a short brunette girl who gave her a vicious glare.

"Courtney?" Duncan asked, and the girl turned away. "Naw, she's ok, just a bit... ill tempered."

"Ok, if you want to call it like that." She rolled her eyes. Gwen looked up to Duncan and smiled. "At least I have you." She tightened her grip on his arm, that was still around her neck.

"What's your first class?" He asked while they both went down the corridor, as he also said hello to some people he knew along the way.

Gwen took out a piece of paper from her black messengers bag. She stared at it and finally said - "Biology. Wew, funnn."

"Aw, I've got math. Meaning, I'll be outside smoking." The tall boy winked at the shorter girl.

Gwen looked up at him. "Go to class, that's no way to start the year. Start cutting later on." She said. "And please, stop looking down my corset..."

"If you wouldn't want me to look, you wouldn't have put something so revealing in the first place. Besides, if I go in now, the teacher will recognize me later on... This way I don't have to take math."

"Come on! Do you want to be like those twenty two year-olds that are still in high school?" She poked Duncans cheek. "You're barely passing already."

"Ya' know, for someone who knows me for only two months, you feel pretty comfortably lecturing me..."

"I get comfy with people easily." She winked. "Now, where's my class?"

"Right... here." They both stopped outside of a wide classroom that had white desks and microscopes on them.

"Thanks." The girl muttered and got on her toes to give the tall punk a kiss on the cheek. Duncan stopped her as she was about to get in class.

"Wait!" He said and grabbed her hand. "What's your second class? I'll come get you, I wanna show you some place at lunch. Unless good-girl Gwen feels like skipping-"

"English, room 204." She inturrupted and smiled. "I'll be waiting."

Gwen stood at the door for a few seconds, looking around the class, choosing a place to sit, while others already took places.

Oh, it's a couple for each desk, she thought. Fun...

She decided on one desk before the last, by the windows. She sat by the window and begged in her head, that if there is a god, may he let her sit next to someone decent.

But no. He\she\it did not listen.

"Is this seat taken?" Asked a short, hill-billy styled boy, pointing to the vacent seat. As much as she wanted to say 'Yes! It is! Get the hell away!', she couldn't find it in her heart to lie to the innoccent looking kid.

"No." she said simplely. The boy smiled, showing the gap in his front teeth. Gwen put on a fake smile, trying to seem nice.

"My name's Cody. Are you new here?" asked the boy, who put out his hand.

She nodded. "Gwen." They shook hands.

Cody was very chatty. He talked about the teacher and more, but Gwen wasn't really listening. She was busy looking at the door, watching the people who came in.

So far, not alot caught her eye. There was one red headed girl, who wore a green tanktop that showed cleavage and a matching green miniskirt. There was a tall blonde guy with a cowboy hat, glaring at who seemed to be a surfer type. Then, there was a small chubby girl with braces who reminded her of ugly Betty.

Just when Gwen was about to give up her hopes of anyone decent, in to the classroom came in a stuning guy; he was tall, black haired, green eyes. He was wearing black corduroys and a green shirt with a hand print to it. Gwen had a hard time taking her eyes off him. He sat in the second row from the begining, just a line next to Gwen's. This gave her the perfect view of him.

Gwen couldn't concentrate on the lesson. Even though she looked cool and calm, she was very nervous being 'the new girl'. After the second period, she waited outside the classroom for Duncan, who came just on time.

"Hey, Sunshine. How was class?" He asked with a silly smirk on his face.

"Meh..." She murmured, as her eyes followed the black - haired boy who walked away. Duncan looked at the boy, too, but unlike Gwen, he didn't look at him very nicely.

"Come on." He shoved her to continue walking with him. "There's somewhere I want to take you..."