A/N: Okay everybody, this is my first story, so don't be too hard on me. Reviews are greatly appreciated, good or bad, to let me know what you think i need to work on and such. Oh, and im only going to say this once- I do not own Jeff Hardy or any other family members related to him. If i did, i'm pretty sure i wouldn't be sitting here writing this. I'll try to update as much as possible, because i know how it feels when you're reading something and the updates just randomly stop. If i take too long, don't be afraid to tell me and i'll get right on it. Ok, that's all for now, on with the story!

Summary/Backround information:

Samantha lives in New York and is in 12th grade. She loved high school, but then in the beginning of her sophomore year, her best friend, Anna, moved away to North Carolina. They were best friends since kindergarten, did everything together and everyone thought they were twins. When she moved away, Samantha's social life kinda took a nose dive so the point where she just went to school, came home and did nothing all day. She doesn't have many friends, is really shy and usually keeps to herself. Now Jeff Hardy moves in and they become best friends. Everyone else thinks there's something more there, but they always deny all feelings for eachother saying that they're just friends. Will they ever realize what everyone else sees between them?

Samantha's P.O.V

Ugh. I really hate going back to school after a vacation. We just had a week off for Thanksgiving, and now that i'm use to staying up super late and sleeping the day away, its time to get up bright and early for school tomorrow morning. I'm setting out my clothes for tomorrow when my mom busts in the door.

"Hey, you better get to bed soon, remember you have school tomorrow"

"yeah yeah, i know. im just getting my stuff ready"

i go to sleep but end up laying there for hours untill the clock reads 3:00AM.

"Oh my god, i have to get up at 6. This is not going to be a good day"

6:00AM sharp my mom comes in to wake me. Of course, i dont get up. My phone alarm goes off telling me its 6:30 and now i really have to get going. After dancing around to the radio a little while getting dressed, i try to make myself look alive with some eyeliner and mascara. Top it off with some vanilla body spray and im ready to go. I grab my purse and binder and race to the door in fear of missing the bus and having to deal with my mom being a bitch about driving me.

As i get outside, i notice that the moving truck is still parked in the yard next door. I noticed it there in the middle of the vacation week, but never seen anyone moving things into the house. I shrugged it off and went to the bus stop just in time to catch it.

After scanning my ID to get into school, i slow down my walking pace to avoid running into John.

I was about to turn down a hallway to further avoid him when i seen him stopped infront of a kid ive never seen before. He had blonde hair that was a little longer than most guys, but it was wet so it stayed pushed out of his face and came down to where it was resting on the top of his shoulders. There was also some purple mixed in there. I got closer to see what they were talking about since John had a smug look on his face and this mystery guy looked like a lost pupy. I was close enough to hear the conversation being held.

"Hey freak, where did you blow in from?" John stated with a look of amusement.

For some reason, that just pissed me off. Usually i was the quiet girl that no one noticed, but now all i wanted to do was march up and save this kid. So thats what i did.

"Whats wrong with you? You think you're gonna get any girls in this school with the way you look?" John said as i was walking over to them.

"And what exactly is wrong with the way he looks, John?" I asked placing my free hand on my hip while my other arm held my binder.

"Oh...hey Samantha.." he replied looking down shyly.

"Well?"

"Well...look at his clothes, just the way he looks, and his hair!"

"I think he looks great. His style is much better than yours, he's actually cute and i happen to love the purple" I said admiring this boys hair.

"Samantha, you can' be serious..."

"John, why don't you do everyone a favor, stop being such a jackass and just leave everyone alone" I said as i looked at him with a disgusted look on my face.

With that, he went away defeated and left me alone with some random guy that i didnt know. I turned to him when he started talking.

"Hey, thanks for that. I didnt really wanna make any enemies here already..."

"oh, it's no problem. Like i said, John's a jackass. I'm Samantha by the way, and you are..?"

"Jeff"

"So, you new here?"

"yes actually, i just moved here last week from North Carolina"

"ooh, my best friend moved there two years ago. so, do you need help getting anywhere?"

"uhm yeah, if you dont mind. I didnt get a map and this school is huge, i dont know where anything is"

"i dont mind, im not exactly in any rush to get to class and we've got about a half hour untill the bell anyway. let me see your schedule"

As Jeff was getting the schedule from his pocket, i noticed how handsom he really was. This guy was gorgeous. Strong jaw bone, piercing green eyes that i didn't want to look into in fear of getting lost in them, and every expression he made just added to how cute he was. As he found the paper, he flashed a smile that made my heart skip a beat. It was one of those smiles that could get you anything you wanted, plus he had small dimples and the whitest teeth ive seen to go along with it. Looking over the paper, i smiled and looked up at him.

"well Jeff, it looks like you're stuck with me, we have all the same classes"

He smiled and said "at least i wont be running around on a wild goose chase looking for rooms with no one willing to help the new kid"

"haha yea, well lets go, we have biology first"

Jeff's P.O.V

i smiled and took the time to look this girl over as i followed her through the halls. she was about 2 inches shorter than me, dark brown eyes that seemed to sparkle in the light and burgandy hair-obviously dyed, but it looked good on her. as i look at the people around us, i notice that shes dressed completley different from all the other girls here.

they're what you would call the preppy type, all in bright yellows and pinks with mini skirts and flip flops even though its winter. they're all standing around gossiping over the guys walking around and checking themselves out in their mirrors despreatly trying to get to their best before class starts. but Samantha's not like that. shes wearing typical blue jeans that sit perfectly on her hips with a green studded belt, along with a simple black t-shirt that fits to her body, but not over-the-top tight.

she was different, seems like she doesnt care what other people think of her, but has her own style.

all of a sudden, it was like a wave of people were coming infront of us.

"uh-oh" she said, mainly to herself

"what?"

"you see all those people headed for us?" i nodded. "that means that these halls are going to get over populated way too fast and you'll be lucky to get through without hitting into six different people in the process"

"that doesnt sound like much fun"

"yea, well get use to it. it's like that every period going to class, theres too many students in this school. here, give me your hand so i dont loose you in here and you wind up lost"

without hesitation, i grabbed her hand as the people started flooding around us.

"ready?" she asked, with a tiny smile on.

"i guess so"

with that, she gripped my hand tighter as she started weaving in and out of groups of people trying to get to a little bit of a clearing. we were going so fast the people just looked like blurs. we turned down a smaller hallway and she finally slowed down.

"ok, well that was it for now. theres not many people in these next few hallways untill we get upstairs"

then she glanced down and noticed she was still holding my hand and immediatley dropped it.

"sorry" she muttered quietly.

was she blushing? it sure looked like it. i smiled to myself as she quickly looked down and continued walking, with me right beside her.

Samantha'a POV

As i was leading Jeff through the halls up to bio, i couldnt stop thinking about what just happened. i feel like a total fool for holding this guys hand, even if it was for less than 5 minutes. afterall, ive only known him for about 10. it's actually more surprising that i actually took control like that, im usually never that forward with someone and i have trust issues. come on Samantha, get a grip! you dont know this guy, he could turn out to be a complete jerk. i was taken out of my thoughts when Jeff started talking to me.

"are we almost there?"

"yeah yeah, calm down. its not that far away"

"its just that this school is so big, my old school is nothing compared to this"

"yea, i thought that too before my freshman year. i was so scared that i was gonna get lost, but once you learn where everything is you realize that its not really that big. i think it needs to be bigger actually. there are too many students and not enough room"

"wow, well i guess ill have to find some time to walk around and find everything then."

"well you know, we have lunch 3rd period, which is too early if you ask me, thats about 9:00. we could always just not go there and i can show you around the building."

"thanks, but i dont wanna be cutting on my first day already"

"oh come on, its no even a real class, its lunch. its not like they take attendance or you learn anything. oh, and just so you know, i never skip class. its just not my thing"

"oh, sorry. i guess we could do that."

Jeff's POV

we finally reached the classroom and Samantha brought me up to the teachers desk to let him know i was a new student and all that good stuff. we must've been really early because we were the only people in there.

something was different though, when she was talking to the teacher her voice dropped like 5 volume points and she barley said anything. lucky for me, the seat next to hers was empty so i decided to take it over and start a conversation.

"ok, what was that up there?" i asked looking at her like she was hiding something

"what was what?"

"the way you were talking to him, you were so quiet i could barley hear you and i was right next to you!"

"yeah well, thats how i am"

"what about this morning when you were telling off that guy, what was his name, John? or when you were talking to me"

she took a deep breath and i knew i was about to get a big explanation about something that really wasn't any of my business.

"ok, well you know how they said first impressions aren't always truthfull? well i guess you could say that about this. i've been super shy ever since preschool, really. i usually just stick to talking with my close friends and it takes me a while to warm up and actually talk to someone. same thing with trusting people. i use to tell everything to my best friend, and only her. but then she moved. and honestly, i have no idea what came over me this morning when i met you, i surprised myself. normally i would never just go up and start talking to someone like that, especially if i just met them. i never really opened up to anyone besides Anna because i knew her for so long, i dont know what i was doing."

"well hey, im glad you did. otherwise we probably wouldnt be having this conversation right now, i'd still be wondering the halls lost or still getting talked down to by that guy. then when i finally found my way to here, we both would've been all lonely and never get to be friends because im the shy type too, so i know i wouldnt of started talking to you."

she smiled slightly while blushing and then said "me too. plus, i'd feel sorry for you if you had to stand there any longer with John"

"hey, whats the deal wth you guys anyway? he was acting like he was all big and tough until you came along, then he just backed off"

"ugh, its a long story"

"ive got time"

"ok, well it all pretty much started in 7th grade..."

"wow, so you guys go way back, huh?"

"yeah, unfortunatley. you see, he was in my classes then and i stayed away from him for most of the year. but then we started getting paired together in class so i had no choice but to be around him. well, after a long time, we became friends, but then the year was over, which i was happy about. so the summer goes fine and everything, then it's time for 8th grade to start and everyone got their schedules. so im on the computer, and he IMed me asking what i got. when i told him, he said that he was really happy because we were in the same class again. i on the otherhand, was not a happy camper. by that point he was just annoying me and wouldnt leave me alone. so school starts, and of course he talks to me. at least i had one of my other good friends in there too, so i was always with her. then somehow towards the middle of the year, i started getting a little crush on him and i already knew he liked me because he told my best friend, and we told eachother everything, so i dont see how he thought it would be a secret. anyway, after a couple months my friend was telling me how John kept talking about me to her, saying how he was in love with me and everything. so then towards the end of the year, he asked me out and since i had that crush on him, and with some persuasion from my friend, i said yes. after that, i came to realize that i didnt really like him that much, i felt better as friends. plus, he was smothering me. always touching me and stuff. and i would've liked it, if i actually liked him, but i didnt. so that only lasted a little over a month. it was so cute too, for our 1 month he got me roses. i felt really bad, but at the same time i was relieved. turns out, hes kinda still in love with me. so he like randomly comes over and hugs me and talks to me and i never have a reason to get away from him since i dont really have any friends. all the ones i had last year, i dont see at all, so i dont talk to them anymore."

"oh wow. you guys have quite the history. what i dont get though, why don't you just tell him to leave you alone?"

"im not the type of person to just come right out and say something like that, it would be all uncomfortable and everything. but i dont know how he doesnt see that whenever he hugs me i dont hug back, or i ignore him and give him one word answers. plus im the girl that no one usually notices, i just kinda fade into the backround, so no one else notices that hes bothering me"

I let all this sink in and i realized, this chick goes through a lot just from one guy, who knows what else has happened to her, especially with no friends. its not that shes mean or anything either, from what i can tell shes sweet, just terribly shy. suddenly, i noticed something and grinned at her.

"hey, i thought you said you were shy and don't open up to people"

she looked at me confused and cocked her head to the side, which made her look adorable "i did say that, i dont"

"well, i dont know if you realized this or not, but you just told me a whole story about what has happened between you and this guy since you were what, 13 years old?"

suddenly her eyes grew big and she bagan to blush again.

"oh. i guess i did" she said and adverted her gaze to her fingernails

"don't look so down about it, im happy that you did"

"you are?" she looked up at me shocked. "why?"

"because, that means that whether you know it or not, a part of you feels that you can trust me. and that means that we can be good friends. plus, i can be your new reason to avoid John if you want"

"yeah, i'd like that" she said smiling brightly at me

"cool" i said smiling back