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She tugged at her scarf, loosening it slightly from her neck, as she stared up her new school. "This is going to be fun," she commented dryly to no one in particular as she hitched up her bag and joined the throng of students making their way as a collective wave towards the doors.

"Richard! Dude, wait up!" Richard turned as a blonde boy, a few inches shorter than him, came running up to him.

"What Garfield?"

"Can I copy your history homework?"

"We had two weeks to work on that! What've you been doing for the past two weeks!"

"Um…I kinda forgot about it." Garfield stuttered out rather than admit the truth.

"This is the last time. You're gonna have to start begging Vic to bail you out next time." Richard complained, digging for his essay.

"You've a life saver, man."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Richard sighed as he handed over his paper. Gar was one of his best friends but honestly, sometimes he was a pain.

After again thanking him, Garfield left Richard to continue his walk to English. Due to his hold up with Gar in the hall, Richard just barely made it before the bell so he really didn't have time to take in his surroundings let alone notice anyone new to the room. But that didn't mean that someone couldn't notice him. And notice him they did before turning their attention back to the goth girl sitting beside them.

"Don't waste your time." Rachel suddenly started.

"Huh?"

"You heard me, Riley, he's a jerk."

"I don't know what you're talking about Rachel, honestly." Riley said playing with her scarf end.

"You might want to listen to her, Rye. She has a point. He's a jock; he wouldn't give you the time of day." Riley's other new friend, Garth said from her right.

"Honestly! I have no idea what you guys are talking about! All I did was glance at him and you guys are act like I'm proposing marriage or something!" Riley exclaimed. "Just because a girl looks at some guy does not mean she likes him. I could glance at Garth but it doesn't mean I'm head over heels into him." Rachel just rolled her as Riley ranted. Garth's redness over her comment seemed to go unnoticed.

Riley was cut short however as the teacher walked in. Rachel sighed as she stowed her Twilight book away. "I'd like everyone to pull out their books, but before I assign a page I would like to announce that we have a new student with us. Ms. Hyland would you please stand up."

Riley rose wearily to her feet. It was only third period, not counting homeroom, and she was already growing tired of being asked to introduce herself. "Hi my name is Emma Riley Hyland but I go by Riley. I moved here from Oregon. I have two brothers, two dogs, and a cat. The water here tastes funny." She recited in a flat monotone and then sat down.

The teacher just stared at her. "Um…okay then. Well everyone resume your reading from chapter ten. Ms. Hyland could you please come up here so I can assign you a book."

"Nice speak, Rye." Garth whispered as she walked pass him.

"Oh shut up." She snapped. On her way back to her seat Riley managed to get her foot caught on the step and she stumbled.

"Walk much?" she heard a voice snicker. Turning she saw it was the boy she saw walk in earlier.

"No but since we're asking questions; have you been hit by any trains recently or has your face always looked like that?"

"Oh, Burn!" she heard people echo around them. Smirking, Riley breezed past as the boy opened his mouth, not doubt to reply.

"Jerk," she fumed as she resumed her seat.

"Told you so," Rachel muttered.

"Nice comeback by the way," Garth complimented.

No one spoke for the rest of the class and when the bell rang Riley gathered her books, anger still smoldering around the edges.

Richard walked into French and slammed his books onto the table.

"What's up man," Vic asked, looking up at him. Victor Stone was another one of Richard's best friends. A tall black boy, very athletic, and a whiz at electronics, Victor sometimes took it upon himself to act like people's 'big brother' so to speak when they were having problems.

"This chick in English verbally kicked his ass," a red headed boy named Roy replied sitting his books down on a table across from Victor and Richard.

"Really?" Victor asked looking at Roy. "What happened?"

"She tripped so Rich just had to say something smartass to her and Wha-Pow! She asked him if he had been hit by any trains lately or had he always looked like that."

"Witch, who does she think she is anyways? Moves here from Oregon and says the water tastes funny. I've lived here my entire life and the water doesn't taste funny to me!" Richard exclaimed vehemently.

"Well to tell the truth, Dick, it's about time someone stood up to you and gave you a spoonful of your own medicine." Vic said.

Richard didn't reply.

"Kori, Karen, Gar, this is Riley. She's new, so be nice." Garth said introducing her to the table.

"Like we're anything but," a black girl with her hair in two buns on her head said.

"Nice to meet you, Riley." The red headed, green eyed Kori replied smiling.

"Thanks," Riley replied taking a seat between Rachel and Garth.

"So you're the bitch from Oregon that Richard was going on about in History earlier." A blonde boy said smiling. Rachel smacked him with her book. "Ow! What was that for!"

"For possessing the sensitivity of a wart," Rachel replied scathingly.

"Bitch from Oregon?" Riley repeated.

"Yeah, apparently Richard's not too happy with you and your little comment in English." Garfield replied, rubbing his arm.

"You can't tell me his still on about that!" Riley said.

"Yeah well Rick's somewhat of a smart ass at times…"

"Only somewhat?" Rachel interrupted.

Garfield threw a look at her and continued, "…Yeah well like I was saying, he's not used to being outdone by a girl. Most of the females around here swoon over him, star quarterback and all, or at least glance his way in the hall, so he's not used to being met with a challenge when he says something sarcastic like earlier."

"Well he better get used to it because I don't swoon over assholes like him." Riley replied boldly, drawing herself up to full height in her chair. Garth smiled at her.

"He's not that bad of a guy once you get to know him." Garfield said. "He does come with his quirks but no one is perfect."

"Just let it go Garfield. By the sounds of it her and Richard aren't going to be bosom buddies anytime soon," Karen replied from across the table.

Riley smiled and Garfield pouted slightly.

"So Riley, were you part of any teams or clubs back in Oregon?"

"Um, no, not really."

"Karen's a marvelous dancer." Kori said looking at Riley.

"I can play alittle guitar." Riley said.

Karen laughed.

The rest of the day passed by without incident. Riley went from having little more than a pencil, pen, and a single subject notebook to having an entire locker full of books. As she walked into her last class of the day she looked around and groaned. Richard was in her class. Riley put her head up and walked by without stowing him even a glance and proceeded to take the only open seat located as far as possible from him in the back of the room.

Riley looked over at the boy sitting next to her at the table. He had wavy, blonde hair and hypnotizing green eyes. "Hi, I'm Riley"

The boy smiled and made a gesture with his hands.

"Excuse me?" He did it again.

"Oh you're deaf! I'm sorry I don't sign." Riley said.

The boy shook his head.

"You're not deaf?" Riley said starting to get confused.

The boy shook his head and pulled out a piece of paper and pen. He wrote something down and handed it to Riley.

"You're name is Joey and you're not deaf, you're mute." Riley read aloud. He smiled. "Well please to meet you Joey. Excuse me for my excessive lack of brain cells; I assure you normally I operate on only fifty percent stupid but I think the stupid dam has sprung a leak or something today." Riley said smiling.

Joey laughed.

"You know Joey, I think we're gonna be good friends." Riley stated matter-of-factly. Joey nodded.

As the teacher walked in and the class began to settle the teacher assigned the work for the day. As it turned out Riley had done the lab back at her old school so she and Joey managed to get the work done before anyone else. They spent the rest of the time chatting via Riley talking and Joey writing back his response. Riley learned that Joey played the guitar too and both of them shared a love for a specific book series. Riley resolved to borrow her mom's book on sign language later when she got home because if she and Joey kept having to resort to communicate like this not only would it be time consuming but would result in the merciful slaughter of a forest of trees.

All in all Riley had managed to push her encounter with Richard to the back of her mind, until…

"Sorry… Oh. It's you. Figures." Richard said coolly.

"What's that supposed to mean!" Riley said.

"It means learn to walk and watch where you're going like the rest of us, Oregon."

"Why don't you watch where you're going? Oh, I forgot, that would require you to get your head out of your ass." Riley retorted.

"You know what?" Richard began furiously not really having an insult in mind.

"What?" Riley asked.

"…You're…You're just…you know what? You're a bitch!" he managed to finish lamely.

"Oh my. What a devastatingly cutting remark. Oh how will I ever recover from such an awful, mean, spiteful comment like that?" Riley said, voice dripping in sarcasm. She turned on her heel and marched off.

"Hey where are you going! I'm not done with you yet!" Richard yelled at her.

"I'll be back when you think of better comebacks." She replied without even turning around. And she was gone.

"Was that necessary?" Victor asked coming up behind him.

"Completely."

"I think you're taking this alittle to personally man. You're my friend and all and I'm always gonna be there for ya but I think the girl's got a point, maybe you should get your head out of your ass." He walked off leaving Richard confused and feeling ashamed.

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