Heard you're new in town
Want someone to show you 'round

I'm gonna take you out tonight
I'm gonna make you feel alright
I don't have a lot of money
But we'll be fine
No I don't have a penny
But I'll show you a good time

New in town – Little Boots

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She is just fourteen when she takes her first steps into stardom.

The air smells of coffee, paint and almost creativity. She sees a lot of different students, some are as shiny as stars, some are as colorful as fresh fruits in a warm spring day, some are dark, their clothes, their accessories as dark as night, some are down to earth, with soft colors like new flowers on May, everything was just wonderful.

She enters a room, Sikowitz, so, that's her teachers' name, she sits down and looks around, she sees more students, but she waits and waits and waits. Fifteen minutes later, the teacher hasn't come through the door yet, so she decides to skip the class, although what class are you skipping when there's no teacher?

She goes to the vending machine and puts in a dollar, she pushes the Cherry Cola button, it comes out, she takes of the top and slowly starts sipping from the bottle.

"So, Beck, what are you doing tonight?" She hears a girl say, she turns around a notices Blondie talking to a really smoking hot guy, long fluffy dark hair, deep brown eyes, and god, he's gorgeous.

"Go away, Ami, I'm sorry, I just don't like you." He sees, not threateningly, not mean, not jerky, just calm and trying to let her down gently.

She goes away, and Trina steps forward. 'Hi." She says and he looks at her and damn, if she wasn't nervous this morning when she remembered to pack all her things for school, she's nervous now, but she's Trina freaking Vega and she's stronger than this.

"Hey. You're Trina Vega, right?" He says and she smiles.

"Yeah, are you in the class with me?"

"No, I'm in 8th grade." He says and she's suddenly embarrassed that she found an 8th grader super hot. But he is, so she swallows her pride. "The name's Beck."

"Cool, hey, Beck?" She asks, fidgeting around with her lavender purse. "Do you know where Sikowitz is? I was suppose to have a class with him but he wasn't in the room."

He laughs. "He's probably in the teacher's longue drinking some coconut milk."

She blinks in surprise to that unexpected answer. "Okay, what's up with that?"

"He says it gives him visions." He says, shrugging it off as if it was a normal thing around here. He hears a friend of his calling him. "Hey, got to go, nice meeting you."

And the he goes away.

"Nice meeting you too." She smiles, everything is glitter and shiny and beautiful and perfect.