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Chapter 1: The First Friend.

How unrealistic can this school get?

Dior. Chanel. Armani. Louis Vuitton. Dolce & Gabbana.

Mercedes-Benz. Audi. Jaguar. Maserati. Ferrari.

I have gotten used to brand name marketing products getting thrown at my face. Well, not literally-but, you get what i mean right? These selfish people who use their parents' hard, earned money just to advance on the social ladder of Condor High. These selfish, inexperienced people would never be able to function in the real world, even if they had all the money in the world. What's the point when it's not money they can take pride in saying, "Yes, I worked hard for this.", or "A Good well, done!"

This place is something out of book. Not only because of the stuck up people, but everything in general of this school is just-just not done. Who actually needs butlers' to pick up a piece of paper that has fallen down, or sharpening a pencil, or to retrieve something out of ones purse-or locker. What's the point of having 5-star chefs' cooking for you? When you can easily save those 50 dollars on something else. And, yes-lunch here will roughly cost about 50 dollars. The menu switches up day after day with hardly no repeats. Oh sigh, how much I would love to taste authentic Italian food, or French, Japanese, Korean, Indian, German, Hispanic... oh the list continues everyday as they explore different flavours of different countries.

The exact pin-point problem with these people is that they are to highly dependent on someone whether it is for money, or comfort. In Reality it's nothing like that. The dark-cruel world you are left to fend for yourself, and there is hardly anyone who would give a second glance at you when you ask for help. Take away the money, the clothes, and cars' and what do you have left? Exactly. Nothing more than a 'regular' person.

"Everyone! Freshmen Josh has just received a Red Notice!" Someone announced through the intercom-and right in the middle of class no less.

"Freshmen Josh! From homeroom D103!"

"Freshmen Josh!" "Let's go!"

Just like that everyone left the classroom. Our teacher, Mr. Murphy was the first to leave announcing that class was over, all with drops of sweat leaving his face. Everyone just as if they picked up pitchforks left together in a mob with all the rest of the student body tracking this Josh-who would probably not be here starting tomorrow.

"Allison Munroe?"

There was someone else in the classroom, if I remember correctly she was a new transfer student that arrived just shy of this month. I think her name is Portlyn, you see i don't really talk with anyone due to the fact everyone shunned me out, remember? The Social freak.

"Is it okay? I mean, to not follow them?"

Picking myself from this divine desk that is actually made out of real wood, and is accompanied with a actual cushioned seat. One more thing that has been blown out of proportion, by the way.

"Where are you going?" she asked blinking her almost perfect blue eyes. The reason I say "almost perfect" well is because, people here had have surgery and I would not be shocked to find out that she too is one of those desperate people wishing to be popular.

"Portlyn, right?" I asked as I waited by the door frame for her to pick her speed. She nodded with a smile and stood next to me at the door frame, we both looked at the now empty halls; however the million of voices that blended together to create a vicious roar was still chanting and amazingly enough could be heard from the third floor-where we are currently at.

"Allison-"

"Please, call me Sonny no need for formalities."

"Alright then, S-Sonny..." Portlyn blushed lightly maybe she was uncomfortable, I guess it makes sense Portlyn comes from a mostly highly known family were Formalities are a most.

"Where are we going? and What's happening? Oh! and what's a-"

"One step at a time..." Patting her shoulder lightly, I couldn't help but smile once she was starting to get comfortable.

Her innocence shall be tarnished after only being here shortly of a couple of weeks, but hey! I bet she is having a much better time than I did on my first day of school. Maybe, she will regret coming to this school, maybe instead she would go fly to some abroad school. Well she is bound to find out about this torturous place sooner or later, and trust me-the sooner the better!

"As you know this is Condor High Private School. Where only the elite high prosperous heirs' of businesses' attend school, Right? Well this school is majorly funded a special group of people who are indeed the definition of super-rich."

"Well isn't everyone here rich here, well except you, of course." Despite the comment she was the first person to actually say kindly, and almost nonchalantly. So maybe not everyone in here is bad, but majority are. This conversation is mostly like going to take a long while so slowed down my pace, knowing how long it takes to brutally punish their victim.

"Well yes, but there Four special senior students, whose parents' basically fund this school. They are known as 'Falls Four' or 'F4' only because majority of the members are on the popular weekly-hit TV show, MacKenzie Falls. Their parents' had made some sort of trade that in order for them to continue to school funds, well, their children are promised Total Reign over the entire school."

"Is that legal?" her innocent questions' were one after another. I'm starting to like her very much, so far she is second nicest person I have met.

"Well not really, but you see that is how strong their parents' are. They control not only the school but the whole town." This as I expected earned a loud gasp from Portyn that echoed out now the the open stairs and walls. We are close to the destination the voices were becoming more distinct with much more force.

"F4!" "F4!" "F4"

"So who are they?"

At this point we now in front of the beautiful cafeteria, which I'll briefly detail. The walls are a nice welcoming, warm peachy color, Ironic much? and hung above the unbelievably large room was according to the record book, the largest chandelier in the world. It's hanging crystals glass gifted every single thing in the cafeteria a fluorescent angle of beauty. Some say that the chandelier gives a picturesque view of the cafeteria that only the certain four people and their followers are allowed to glimpse. There was a grand cherry wood staircase leading up to the balcony above which in essence is much like a mini cafeteria of it's own-but it is only inhabited by F4.

Portlyn inched closer to me, as if I were some sort of human shield. The Crowd joined in a gigantic circle underneath the chandelier pointing down to the newest victim brought fourth. Everyone continues sneers where thrown to the poor boy who was already battered enough, but was also covered in blood. There are the peak of the balcony stood the said four boys who were treated individually like kings.

"That's them, right?" Portlyn asked excitingly, maybe it was because she recognized them.

"Well For starters' The one all the way to the left, is Devon." the man dressed in a nice white Armani white-buttoned polo that was topped with the newest release of the black vintage Armani vest that was accompanied with black casual pants. His dark tousled dark brown hair, and his lovely dark natural tan. "He is the biggest playboy among the four them. His family owns Ceramic Industry- the finest pieces of pottery every made. He is a wanted actor, and artist worldwide."

As if knowing that eyes were on him he gave the crowd an aimlessly wink that send most of the girls' in a world full of Ecstasy.

"The one on his right, is Nico Harris. He too, is a playboy, but unlike Devon he is more picky. Nico dates only women, that are much older than him, and in many cases are married already. He is actually one of the two who actually doesn't stare in MacKenzie Falls, despite his looks, he is actually a comedian and fashionist. His family is rumored to have ties with many clients that are in mafias', or own bars things of that inappropriate nature." The only one out of the four that stood out due to his bright lime-green v-neck shirt (that was from his own popular clothing line), accompanied with his ever-popular scarf that was white today, and summed together with khaki nice fitted pants.

"The next one, is Hayden, who is the other that doesn't stare in MacKenzie Falls. He was offered the main role, but turned it down. He is the dark, mysterious one of the four. His family owns many Car dealerships worldwide, and many local shopping centers. No one really knows about him, except that he is really close with, well.. the leader...Chad Dylan Cooper." Hayden wore a nice white tight Calvin Klein button up collared shirt, having the first three unbuttoned one could scarcely see his tone chest. With a simple grey men-cardigan that was also too from Klein collection.

"Chad!"

"The last one, as you can guess is Chad Dylan Cooper foster son of Mr. condor. He is one of the most wanted actors' around the world. His father owns not only a music label, and Acting label, but also owned many Car Dealerships, shopping outlets, malls, clothing line, jewelry store, banks' and well so much more. To be basically summed up to be the Condor Foundation. He is probably the most stuck-up person of the entire group" He was dressed the most celebrity-like. Black close fitted pant, with a black leather Condor jacket, with a plain white shirt form his own clothing line. His body nicely fitted his small sexy physique.

He made his beautiful millionaire smile that flaunted his perfect white teeth. His handsome dimples made girls swoon everywhere, his natural light ocean-blue eyes held the entire cafeteria at a standstill. With a simple move of his wrist, the cafeteria fell completely silent.

No one spoke a word...

"Let the game Begin..."

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Josh, the forgotten victim stood whimpering as he became face-to-face with Chad, whose beautiful golden blonde hair would make any man jealous, and would capture the attention of any women. Josh lowered his face to look at the expensive polished floor. The other F4 members stood quietly a little more behind chad witnessing everything.

"Can't look at me? Well At least you know your place..." Chad placed a feather light touch on Josh's shoulder. Josh shocked looked up and wiped away free-falling tears that was blending together with his blood. Chad only smiled innocently to the horrid bloody mess of a face. There was a moment of silence once more, until Chad landed a powerful punch onto Josh's stomach, sending the latter to fall to the ground.

"You know because of some clumsy idiot, My perfectly brand new shoes-which I needed to wear for the launch of Condor Fashion Line-were ruined. How are you going to make that up?" Chad cracked both hands' getting an immediate riled response from the audience.

The poor man, Sonny remembered that day clearly. Josh was joking around with his companion, and was walking to trashcan to throw out the remainder of the untouched food. Josh accidentally bumped onto Chad causing the tray holding ketchup to fall out and land all over the pair of white shoes' that were owned by Chad. Luckily Josh was also holding onto a larger tray with all the remainder of food, and his beverage as well; it could have landed on him, and dressed Chad head to toe in a complete cuisine mess.

"Here is his friend who was also there at the time!" a faceless pushed along his companion.

"Bart..." Josh called out breathlessly.

Before Bart could even respond Chad's fist this time collided with the his right cheek. Blood was oozing out of the broken lip, his cheek was already beginning to swell and pulsate. Everyone paid attention to the ruthless Chad, who through out the whole time was laughing while he released his anger out on the two. It was this time-this perfect timing that Hayden sighed and left the cafeteria. Sonny who was holding back her tears' at the gruesome scene looked up when she heard footsteps coming closer.

Sonny looked up to lock eyes with Hayden who didn't miss the utter disgust and sadness portrayed on her face.

"This is it. This is what a Red Notice is..."

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Sonny ran straight to her favorite spot in the entire school, and that was the fire escape stairs. There was no windows, the balcony had no wall to prevent the sight of the evergreen forest surrounding the school, designed to look like a veranda. Specifically for that reason Sonny loved it, this fire escape was the only one with the best view. Sonny marched straight down to the lean against the balcony ledge, and let out a ground-breaking scream. To emerged into relieving her stress with her powerful scream, she failed to notice someone jump at the uproar. Hayden laid down on the bottom of the second flight of the stairs.

"Damn this school! Damn this school and those stupid F4!"

"Just wait! He'll get the punishment he rightfully deserves!"

Sonny was now breathing madly, the lack of oxygen gave her a small headache, yet the screaming made her shoulders feel much more lighter. Throwing a fist into the air, with her breathing returning back to normal. Sonny gave a determined nod and marched out the way she way in.

Hayden walked up the stairs to the balcony, and glanced up to the door that now was closed. He couldn't help but look after this mysterious, and most likely crazy girl left his area. That was another thing, why was she here? Had she not been informed that this was his territory, and much like a dog he would be possessive.

"Crazy girl."

Yet, ironically, in reality was the only sane one.

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"So there was another Red Notice?" female brunette asked picking up the box from the glass counter heading down the aisle and opening the box to pull out even smaller boxes. stacking each box perfectly on top of each other to complete a pyramid given at any angle could see the brand name. Condor Lenses.

"Yep. This one was pretty bloody. Stupid bastard, Who does this Chad Dylan Cooper think he is?" Sonny replied with disgust.

"You know what is pretty ironic, Sonny? That you hate Condor's son, and ironically he owns the place you work at." another voice echoed, ignoring her question and soon a blonde bubbled boy came from the storage area.

"Common Grady, you know that Sonny hates this job as it is." the brunette interrupted already knowing Sonny was aggravated and was going to roll her eyes-Sonny who was now sitting on the counter sighed, and as the female predicted rolled her eyes.

"Lucy, even you have to admit it's funny!" Grady erupted in laughter breaking the silence in the store scaring some of the customers. Lucy chuckled silently turning away from Sonny, to avoid her getting any more mad-even through she was already at her limit.

"You know what surprises me? That you haven't done anything yet." Lucy ignored Grady's previous comment. "You usually stood up against bullies, especially those that used to bully me or Grady..."

"Trust me I would, it's just-just leaving hell-"

"Enough!" a more elderly voice interrupted in a more hushed tone. The woman's heels clicked against the marble floor and lightly pinched Sonny's right check. "I will not have you bad mouth the president's son, especially in front of the customers." she whispered the last sentence, Sonny slid of the counter and stood up tall.

"Of course, Ms. Bitterman. My apologies.."

"Sonny, you better watch your tongue. It could lead you to deep trouble." Bitterman wagged her index finger in front of her face.

"Excuse me, I would like to purchase this..." a shy customer approached and placed the camera kit onto the check-out counter. Sonny quickly smiled and went behind to settle the customer.

"Thank you for your purchase, Please come again."

Condor Film supply...

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"I'm home." the first thing that escaped her lips once opening the door. Sonny dropped the keys at the near by desk behind the door, hurried footsteps could be heard as another pair of footsteps followed along.

"Welcome, Sonny" the two voices responded in unison, both seeming to be way to hyper-especially at nine o'clock in the evening. Yes, that is the time i get out of work, so my life is filled with Condor, everywhere I go.

"Mom, Zora." Sonny walked pass both of them and stopped suddenly. Turning around to face the still smiling duo, Sonny smiled awkwardly. "Did you guys paint my room a different color again?"

"No."

"Am I Grounded?"

"No, but why would you?"

"Then, what?"

"Congratulations, Sonny!" both wrapped their arms around Sonny who was in complete shock. "You are in the Condor High Honor Roll. That's simply amazing, I'm proud of you!" my mom continued on and on about the growing list of my accomplishments. Zora-my little sister, was supportive in a more darker way, I think.

"Yeah Sonny, who would of thought that a clumsy dork like yourself would make it so high." Zora wiped a fake tear from her eye.

"I did!"

"Yes, good job Sonny!" my mom once agian being more emotional out of the three started tearing. "You know, I'm so proud of you these past couple of days.

"Connie, I hear you eldest daughter, Allison-got accepted onto one of the most prestigious schools out there. Congratulations. Better yet, how about a promotion?"

Connie was in her world by now, smiling ear to ear.

"Hey Zora, is it true your sister got into Condor high? The Condor High?"

Fame and popularity followed the two, ironically. While they fantasize about the luxury-they failed to realize the torture that lurks behind the gold crusted walls, the haunting stomps of the lovely blue-ish marble floor, and the horrid of money.

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"Today, will be my First day." Sonny gave herself one quick last look at the mirror before taking off. The walk to the school was pretty simple, nothing too far that a car is needed, and not too far to walk home or to work to. People here over exaggerate the need of money.

"Hey! Portlyn"

"Sonny! Good Mourning!"

Just like that Sonny made her first friend, was that why she was so happy to leave for school? It felt like the first day of school all over again, the butterflies of excitement fluttering her whole body to look forward to what was to come. The butterflies were now infecting all of Sonny's body.

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"What is that?" Portlyn asked bewildered with the strange object in Sonny's hands. The chatter of other conversations barely filled the room, the remainder was filled with beautiful classical pieces that were being played by a small orchestra. The pieces that are played vary day to day, along with the instruments being played. Today everyone was blessed with the lovely melodic tone of the violin quartet.

"A Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich, Want a some?" Sonny replied with an innocent smile and shoving her sandwich closer to Portlyn's face to get a better inspection of the food.

"So, it's edible-right?"

"Of course, Trust me it's good!"

Portlyn took a baby bite of the sandwich mostly taking the soft wheat bread and mostly the thick peanut butter and hardly any of the jelly. Portlyn chewed for awhile with her right hand covering her mouth elegantly.

"It's good, Leaves your mouth kid of dry, but very filling" Portlyn announced as soon as the food went down her throat. Portlyn gave Sonny a look, and Sonny understand fully.

"Here, I eat everyday. I bet you never had this before." sonny kindly enough offered her sandwich with true meaning of friendship, and no remorse knowing that she wouldn't have anything else to eat.

The lunch period went by very quickly today, Sonny was actually enjoying herself. Joking around lightly with Portlyn,(it seems like she can't take jokes that easily,...)laughing for the first time in school.

Well that was before the incident that would change everyone student in Condor High.

"I'll be right back, I'm going to throw my food out." Portlyn announced out of the blue. She elegantly picked herself out of the table with such speed and polished form, Sonny was left with her jaw wide open.

Portlyn turned around too quickly, too sharply, too dangerously, to notice that someone was behind her. Portlyn's all natural strawberry smoothie landed all over someones white Condor button-up collar shirt.

Portlyn looked directly straight at the stain on the man's chest, the red-ish/pink liquid was slowly sliding off, leaving a light pink stain in it's wake. Portlyn look up slowly to met with an angered gorgeous blonde with ocean blue eyes. Chad stood silently and grimly, while his fellow members who were trialing behind were holding a chuckle behind the closed mouths.

The cafeteria went silent.

"I-I'm Sorry, P-Please. I can take care of the cleaning bill..." Portlyn's soft voice seemed to quiet down the whole cafeteria. Sonny still now with her mouth wide open couldn't believe what was happening. The person she hated all her life, was standing right in front of her, silently glaring at his problem.

"The cleaning bill-Do you know how much it will cost to make this Crystal white, pure satin, diamond crusted button jewels- look brand new!" Chad finally erupted along with it bringing low snickering around the cafeteria.

"Calm Down chad, you wouldn't hurt such a pretty face." Nico Stepped out from behind him and walked over to Portlyn strutting his model like physique. giving her small winks, and suggestive smiles and lightly caressing her soft clear skin.

"You are beautiful." Devon appeared out of no where and took the em pty side to her left. Lightly letting his fingertips graze through the just-right blonde hair. "Do you have an older Sister by any chance?"

The happy flirtatious duo went silent and grim when a white stained shirt was roughly thrown at Portlyn. The attention was back at Chad who was left with a light grey wife beater revealing the nice chiseled upper arms. Although his chest was covered only imagination could tell how nice and perfect his abs could be. With all this, girls in Cafeteria were swooning all around.

Hayden only sighed and and rubbed his aching temples, yet again Chad would be getting worked up about something so invaluable-well to Hayden's eyes.

"Man...It's quite cold." Chad whimpered lightly but his voice carried through the walls everywhere. "What are you going to do if I get sick and die!"

Chad slowly walked over to the floor-rooted Portlyn who was in between the two F4 flirts. Chad was about to bluntly insult her and destroy anything that would be left of her image.

"S-she already said she was sorry!"

That seemed to be enough to stop him. Chad did stop and turn to follow the melodic voice to find a petite brunette glaring at him. Strangely enough she was not swooning at his body, like everyone else. Instead she was here glaring at him, with what is that called again? Disgust.

"What?" chad smiled and changed his target. Sonny stood up slowly taking a deep breathe and faced him head on.

"She said, she was Sorry so back off." This time Sonny found her backbone and and seemed unfazed as he continued to walk over to her. Everyone else was silently awaiting the punishment to escape Chad's lips. Nothing came. Chad circled the table she was standing behind of, Sonny stood still not sure if moving would be wise. No reaction came from this girl, she was not scared, love-sicken, or screaming.

With one last glare he seemed to be content and walked out of the cafeteria. The fellow F4 tagging along and following the trail. Sonny sighed and sunk back down to the chair. Hayden who was the last of the trail, stopped to look at Sonny calmly. He gave her a small smile before continuing with his members.

Sonny was left starstruck at this, did he just smile at me?

Did one of the F4 members' just smile at me?

What was this heart racing sensation creeping out of her stomach and making her already sunken knees shake?

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Should I be scarred? I mean there is nothing hard about opening a locker. See that was not the tricky thing. It has already been one full day since she has stood up for Portlyn and people still continue to glare and whisper everything she passed by.

Sonny slowly put in her combination, and held onto the fringe that opened her locker. Taking one deep breathe of air she slowly pulled the locker open. To not only reveal that all of its contents were gone, except of bright red piece of paper, that had a cross-bone and skull, was taped nicely on the coat rack hook.

"From F4" it read.

"Everyone! Sophomore Allison Munroe from class D208 has just gotten a red notice!" the same voice returned to the intercom, just like the previous victim. It would only be a matter of minutes before the whole student body would come marching to her exact location.

She has just received a formal declaration of war from F4.

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Well on that day, I-Sonny Munroe created a new tip.

Tip #4

Do NOT at any occasion, ever cross paths with Chad.


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