AN Hello. I wanted to make a fan fiction for DP, because I'm obsessed with it. I read a lot of Fanfic for it, but never made one. I made one for TID, and that one didn't exactly kick off, so I'm taking a break from that in hopes to make this one better, and also waiting for it to grow a bit more popular. I know how that makes me sound, but oh well. I know a lot of people use this storyline for their fics, but I didn't have any better ideas. Besides, people really like these stories, considering the amount of favorites on the ones I've read. Plus, I must admit, I kinda like those stories too. Anyways, here's my story. Oh, and just so you know, this is all Chloe's POV.

As I enter my knew boarding school, Lyle High, a boy comes ruinning out and nearly barrels right into me. He has sandy blond hair and brown almond-shaped eyes. "Sorry!" he yells as he keeps running. Soon after him is a girl with a pixie cut.

"Simon! Get back here, you little son of a bitch!" She sprints right past me, and keeps screaming insults about the boy, who I'm led to believe is Simon. "Simon! Siiiimooon!"

I shake my head and keep walking into the school with my stuff. I don't make it very far before there's a third person running by. He's easily about six feet tall, with dark hair that hangs in his acne-covered face and bright, emerald green eyes. As he runs by, I hear him call out, "Simon! Tori! Get over here!" I'm guessing Tori was the girl. I again shake my head, this time with a big smile on my face. They must be siblings.

I finally find the office after about twenty minutes. I walk up to the desk and say, "Hi, I'm Chloe Saunders. I'm just starting school today, and I don't have a key to my room or a schedule. I don't even know what room I have to stay in."

"Oh, yes. Chloe Saunders." The woman behind the desk, Miss Van Dop, according to the plaque on her desk, paused as she shuffled through some files. "Here's your key. You have room 348E. You're in Eileen Hall. And here's your schedule. You don't need to start school until next week, which isn't that far, considering it's Thursday. We're only giving you that time so you can settle in, so no funny business. There's a map on the other side of your schedule. Now go." She has a really sour attitude, and I don't think I want to get on her bad side.

When I find my room, it's already 8:30. Everyone should be in class. I open the door with no difficulty, although it's squeaky. I'll have to remember that, in case I ever feel like leaving in the middle of the night. Hopefully my roommate is a heavy sleeper. Knowing my luck, she probably isn't.

I start unpacking starting with my pillows and blanket, which I spread on the bed right after putting on the sheet. I pull out my lamp and put it on the desk provided for me. Next, I put pictures of me and my friends, Kari and Beth, nest to the lamp. I take out my pencils, pens, and stuff, and put them in the one drawer in the desk. I have a lot of art supplies, so they all take up the whole drawer.

I unpack all my other stuff (including my clothes, because, thank GOD, they don't have a required uniform), and sit at the desk with my laptop. I start typing an Email to my dad, saying I got here alright, and I'm not dead. Then I move on to watching YouTube. Before I know it, the school day is over, and my roommate comes in.

I just finish watching a video when my roommate comes in and hears my hysterical laughter. She snorts and says, "What the hell?" I whirl around and see the girl from earlier. "You're the new girl? I saw you while chasing my brother down to get my bra back." I knew they were siblings. "Anyways, I'm Tori."

"Chloe."

"You know what? You would look good with red streaks. We should do that. You know, like a bonding moment, or whatever. Just looking at you, I can tell you've never done anything bad. Come on, let's go get some red dye." She starts walking towards the door. What is she talking about? We just met and she wants to dye my hair? She reaches the door and turns. "Come on, let's go. Move your ass." With nothing else to do, I figure, why not? She's right, actually. I've never done anything to bend the rules. I think I'd like to dye my hair.

When we get back with the dye, she shoves me into our bathroom. "Let's get this done now. I want to see how this turns out. I'm surprised you actually agreed to do this, though. Considering we just met. Boy, I love pressuring people into doing stuff."

She mixes up the dye, puts it in my hair in lines all around, and does the whole process. When the towel leaves my head, my hair has red in it.

AN That was a good place to end, don't you think? I wanted to make Tori Chloe's roommate because of the beginning of the story. Since Tori is her friend in this fic, Rae is her enemy, even though I like them better as friends. I really wanted to add the hair dying part to get it out of the way ASAP. I hope you guys will review, because I want to see how I'm doing. I won't really respond to your reviews, but I'll thank everyone overall for reviewing. Even if it's something bad about the story, leave the review, it's called constructive criticism. See ya!