Disclaimer: I don't own Code Lyoko. There. I said it.

Claimer: I own Mel. You can't steal her. If you want to use her, just ask.

Summary: When a new girl moves to Kadic and befriends the Lyoko gang, things are bound to happen. Some good, some bad. All are different than what they could ever have dreamed of.

Rating: Teen

Things Are Bound To Happen

By: lyoko-is-home

Chapter One

'Perfect. Just freaking perfect. Here I am, at a new school, in a new country with a different language, with a ton of crap to carry to my dorm and I can't even find the building. Just my luck, eh?'

I can't believe my luck. I've been wandering around this campus for at least an hour, and I'm carrying these two tiny boxes and my bookbag, and I think I've been going in circles the entire time. Great. Just freaking peachy.

I look around to see if there is anyone I can ask, and I grimace as I see a giant pink blob walking toward me. It took me a few seconds to actually realize it was a girl. She had two dopey-looking guys following her, and her walk screamed 'prep' and 'snob'. At first, I was hoping she would pass me by, but I wasn't so lucky.

"Well, hello there. You look lost. Do you want to hang around with me for a while??? It'll do wonders for your popularity here," she said, trying to convince me to become the newest member of her 'posse'. I scowled as I shifted the boxes in my arms. I already hated this girl with a passion.

"No thanks," I said simply. I kept walking, which would tell any normal person to back off, but no. This chick won't give up.

"Why not? I can help you around here. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort," she said, and I saw her eyeing a group of kids gathered around a bench not too far away in a courtyard of some kind. Obviously there were some hard feelings there. I saw them trying to inconspicuously watch us while trying to make sure I didn't notice. 'Smooth. Really discreet. Look over, look back. Seen it before,' I thought cynically.

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks," I said in a disgusted tone. She doesn't give up easily, does she???

"Are you sure??? This is a one time offer that most people would kill for," she cooed, trying to win me over. Not working. Finally, I showed my annoyance.

"You're persistent, aren't you??? Wait a sec, do you even know what that means??? It means… well, to put it in terms you'd be more likely to understand, it means 'Leave me the hell alone before I really get pissed'." I give her a cocky smirk as she fumes and storms off, but not before threatening me in a voice that she was dumb enough to think I didn't hear.

"You'll be sorry. No one makes fun of me, no one." She turned on her heel and stormed off, followed by her cronies. I sigh and roll my eyes before I started to laugh. Only been here an hour and I've already made an enemy.

"Hey, new kid!!!"

I turn towards the unfamiliar voice and see the kids at the bench looking at me, and one of them was waving me over. He was obviously obsessed with the color purple, as he had two-tone purple pants, a magenta shirt under a shorter, long-sleeved purple one, yellow sneakers, and blonde hair that was in a giant spike, with a shock of purple in the middle.

I head over there, still holding the two small boxes in my arms. As I near the bench, I see that there are four others sitting with Purple Boy. There were two guys and two girls. One girl was definitely Japanese, and she wore all black. The other girl was covered in pink from head to toe, literally. Her hair was even pink. I wondered where she'd gotten the dye. One boy was obviously the genius of the group. I could just tell. He had glasses, blonde hair, and wore a blue turtleneck with khaki capris and sneakers. The other guy really liked green. He had brown hair, and the only thing he wore that wasn't even close to the color green were his white sneakers.

I sat down my boxes as Purple Boy said something to me.

"That was good!!! Did you see the look on Sissy's face???" he asked, and I wasn't sure what he was talking about.

"Huh???" I said simply.

"The snob. Where did you come up with that???" Oh, that.

"Practice makes perfect, as they often say." I wasn't sure what I should say to them, since I didn't even know their names.

"Odd, stop being stupid. I'm Yumi, and that's Aelita, Jeremy, and Ulrich. The idiot here is Odd," the Japanese girl said, introducing all of them by pointing to them as she said their names.

"Oh. I'm Mel. Whatever you do, don't call me Melanie under any circumstances," I warn with a smile. I hated my name. Obviously it showed. I always went by a nickname, and the most common one was Mel. It just stuck after a while.

"Nice to meet ya, Mel. And yes, Odd is my real name," Purple Boy said. 'Geez, I need to start using their names. He's…Odd, right??? Duh. He just said that. I'm an idiot.'

"Never occurred to me that it wasn't," I said with a playful smile. I then remembered that I had at least five more boxes back in the office that I needed to carry to my room. "Oh, hey. Can you guys help me find my room??? I've got these," I point to the boxes sitting next to my feet, "and several more still up in the office. I don't even know if I'm anywhere near where I need to be," I say with a sheepish smile.

"Odd, Ulrich, this is your territory. They're the strongest out of all of us," Yumi said.

"Sure. What's your room number???" Ulrich asks, moving from his spot on the bench.

I look at my hand and struggled to read the smeared ink that was once the semi-neat numbers that told me what room I now resided in. "Ummm… 347," I say uncertainly. I think that's right. I hope so.

"Hey, that's just a few halls down from ours. Follow us," Odd says, leading the way as we go towards the building I could only hope was the dorms. The three of us took the stairs to the third floor and started looking for the right hallway.

"Hmmm… 320…330…ah, here's your hall. 340. Now, let's see… right here," Ulrich says, stopping in front of a door that had '347' in brass numbers across it. I slip the keyring that the principal had given me out of my pocket and unlock the door, both boxes balanced precariously on one arm while I did this. I swung the door open and looked at my new room. It was pretty plain. White walls, wooden floors, a bed against one wall, a bookshelf opposite the bed, a desk by the window, all the normal boarding school stuff. I walked in and set the two boxes on the floor by the desk and headed out to meet the guys.

"Now I've got to go back downstairs and find my way to the office again. I've got at least five or six more boxes a little bigger than this that I've got to haul up here," I said, hoping that they'd tell me how to get to the office at least.

"Hey, think you'd need some help???" Odd offered helpfully. I could feel the blood rushing to my face. I wasn't used to so much attention.

"You don't have to," I started, but Odd cut me off before I could finish.

"I insist. We don't mind, do we Ulrich???" he said, looking at Ulrich.

"Sure. Why not," he said simply. "Besides, if I leave you alone with Odd, you'll find yourself in the lunchroom instead of the office." He smiled slightly, and I laughed.

"Hey!!! It's not my fault I love to eat," Odd defended. "Well, let's get those boxes up here. No time like the present." We laughed, and I locked my door quickly before following the guys to the stairs. Once we were in the courtyard again, we headed to the left, entering a building that I vaguely recognized as the office.

"My stuff's in the principal's office," I say as we near the secretary's desk. She looked over at us and sighed.

"Odd, what did you do now???" she asked in a bored voice. I looked at Ulrich with a questioning face.

"He's always in trouble. He's in here at least once a week," he explained quietly. I nodded in comprehension.

"I haven't done anything today. Why would you think that???" Odd said, trying to pull the innocent act. I could tell that it wasn't working on her.

"Yeah. Sure. Oh, Ulrich, you're here too??? That's a surprise."

Ulrich shook his head with a smile. "He's actually telling the truth. We're here to help Mel get her stuff in her room."

The secretary nodded and motioned for us to go into the principal's office. The three of us walked in and I nodded to a pile of boxes. I noticed Odd's and Ulrich's eyes go wide.

"What the heck did you pack???" Odd asked incredulously. I shrug. I didn't think it was that much.

"Just some basics. Y'know, CDs, books, stuff like that," I say. I didn't think it was a big deal.

"We'll get the biggest ones. Don't worry about them," Ulrich said, and I sighed. 'Boys. They think that bigger means heavier. Not in this case,' I think with a smirk.

"If you guys don't stay away from the two biggest, I'll have to make sure that what you see in there is the last thing you'll see," I say, noticing what I had labeled the boxes as. They were the boxes that had my clothes and my bathroom stuff in them, and they didn't need to see any of that. They looked at me like I was crazy, and I stole one of them from Odd's grasp on it. He was about to drop it anyway. They shrugged and grabbed some of the smaller boxes, and I could tell that they were struggling with them, but Odd seemed to be having a harder time than Ulrich.

We left the office and headed up to my room, dropping the boxes by the other two that I had brought in earlier. We made this trip one more time before all the boxes were now scattered all over the room. We rested for a minute before they stood to leave.

"It was nice to meet you, Mel," Ulrich said as he stood.

"Yeah. Dinner's at six, and I'll come pick you up. If you need anything before then, we're in room 372. Even numbered halls are girls, odd numbered halls are guys. Aelita's in room 340, just down the hall," Odd said helpfully. Ulrich laughed.

"Yeah, and I'll make sure he remembers to come get you for dinner. He normally is the first one in and the last one out," he said, causing me to laugh.

"Hey!!! I like to eat, so what???" Odd defended once again.

"Okay. I guess I'll see you guys later then. I'm gonna work on getting unpacked right now," I said through my laughter. They nodded and left, heading towards what I presumed was their room. I sighed as I closed the door behind them.

The first thing I did to unpack was opening the two boxes of clothes I had brought and put them in my closet. Luckily, there was a small chest of drawers in there for all the stuff that didn't need to be hung up. After all my clothes were put away, I turned to the smaller boxes. I opened the two heaviest and pulled out all my computer stuff. I set up my flat screen monitor and the CPU tower in their respective spots at the desk. I hook up my printer and set it close to the monitor, just in case I had to print something anytime soon.

I take my laptop out of my bookbag that was sitting on the floor near the desk and set it down in the empty space between my monitor and my printer. I gaze at my laptop. Even though I've had it a few years already, it's the most up-to-date model. The catch is, if anyone knows I have it, I can get into serious trouble. Why??? It's because this model isn't available yet, not even to the government. It's steel gray, and it's a custom job. I flip it open and turn it on. While I'm waiting for it to boot up completely, I pull a double-ended USB cord and a small lotus charm from an inside pocket of my bookbag. I set them both down and I looked for the large cardboard cylinder I knew was somewhere amidst all the boxes. I finally found it, and I opened it and pulled out its contents.

I grab my packing tape from my bookbag and proceed to hang the posters all over my room. Once I had finished, I returned to my laptop. It was now at the user menu screen. I clicked on my profile, and the word 'PASSWORD?' appeared on screen. I typed in my password, and it navigated to my home screen. I then repeated this process for my desktop and once it was at the home screen, I hooked them together via the cord and 'SYNC FILES?' appeared on my desktop. I clicked 'YES' and I watched as the green bar slowly started to fill on my desktop.

I looked at the clock on my computer and realized it was about 5:30. As I noticed that it would take a while for all my files to be completely synced, I walked over to my closet and looked in the full-length mirror that hung on the inside of the door. I was an absolute mess. I was covered in dust from unpacking, and my hair was all over the place. I dusted off my grayish-blue jeans, light gray long-sleeved turtleneck that came up high on my stomach, light blue ski vest thing, and I shook my feet to free the dust from my shoes and the rolls on the bottoms of my jeans. I dusted my hands off and wiped off my face with my dark gray gloves.

I untied my hair and shook my head as it fell in reddish-brown waves to my hips. My eyes were still steely-gray, and my face was still slightly tan and freckled. I sighed. Nothing had changed, unfortunately. I ran my brush through my hair and I jumped as I heard a knock on the door.

"C-come in," I called, startled. Odd stuck his head in just as I was pulling my hair up into my usual messy bun at the nape of my neck. I turned and locked my computers while they were still doing their data transfer, and I grabbed my keys from my desk. "Okay, I'm ready," I said in a breathless voice.

"Getting unpacked alright???" he asked as I locked my door behind us. I nod, swallowing hard. I didn't know what was wrong, but I think it had something to do with being at a new school.

"Yeah," I say to back up my nod. He smiles.

"That's good. I don't know if I could help you. Those boxes were heavy," he said with a smile, and I laughed.

"Well, Ulrich didn't seem to be having a problem with them," I say with a smile.

"Yeah, well…" he trailed off, causing me to laugh again, and this time he joined me. We walked out of the dorms and through the darkening courtyard towards a building that was lit up and loud. I gulped as we neared the doors.

'Time to enter the snake pit,' I thought as I stepped through the doors.

Haha!!!! Yes, I know. Evil cliffie. But I couldn't help it!!!! This chapter was getting VERY long, and I could have gone on, but I didn't. So that's the end of Chapter One of Things Are Bound To Happen!!!! I want to see some reviews, please!!!!! Oh, and pretty soon, I hope to get a link to the pictures of Mel on my profile.