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Art passed uneventfully. The teacher was a batty old lady who said everything was wonderful because she seemed to be color blind. I looked at my schedule and saw that my next class was biology. I was slightly interested in biology, but not for any normal reasons. I couldn't wait to slice open cats and frogs and things and pull out their guts. Hopefully things would be bloody. As I was thinking this, I walked down the hallways, and in a few minutes, I was completely lost. I spotted a beautiful dark haired girl walking in my direction, so I approached her. "Hey," I called, trying to get the girl's attention. She stopped and looked me up and down with eyes that said; 'You're lucky I'm even stopping for you'.

I didn't let it get to me. "Can you help me find the science lab? I have biology next period and I'm lost." The girl smirked at the last part but turned and motioned for me to follow her.

"So, we're in the same science class," the girl said, and I recognized the tone in her voice. It was one I'd used many times before. "This should be fun."

I stopped, and the girl turned to look at me. "I'm not asking you to be my best friend forever and all that sh!t. I just want to know where the f**king science room is." The girl looked at me differently now, with almost begrudging respect.

"I'm Diana," the girl said, nodding at me to follow her to the classroom. "And I think I like you."

"I'm Isabella DaHiff," I replied, not wavering at her abruptness. She kind of reminded me of myself. "And I think I like you too."

When we reached the science classroom, Diana opened the door and led me inside. She took her seat, but the teacher called me up to his desk. I saw his eyes look me up and down and figured he was one of those creepy pedophile teachers. "Are you Isabella DaHiff?" He asked, and I nodded, glaring at him. He adjusted his tie and cleared his throat. "All right, class," he said loudly, and I dreaded what was coming next, the big welcome that both humiliated and terrified new students. "We have a new student with us today. Some of you may already met her-" My eyes fell on the same handsome blond boy from earlier, who grinned at me from the back of the room and gave me the finger. My eyes narrowed, and I mouthed a few choice words back at him. He just smiled again and mouthed a few words right back.

"-but for those of you who haven't, this is she. Isabella, why don't you introduce yourself?"

"How about I don't?" I replied coolly, lifting an eyebrow and challenging the teacher's authority. An 'ohhhh' rose from someone in the classroom, and I realized it was the blond boy again. The teacher was really annoyed now, so I just moved to take a seat in an empty desk in the back near the blond boy, but again the teacher stopped me.

"Isabella, it might be best if you…didn't sit there. Caine, why don't you go sit back there and free up a seat for…oh, no, I don't want her next to Diana either…I mean, uh, Dekka! You switch with Diana, Caine, move back to that desk, no, that one, and Isabella, go ahead and sit next to Dekka. Yes, that should work out well." I objected, but I gave the blond boy the finger one more time before turning away to face the front of class.

After class was over, it was time for lunch. I followed the mass of people heading to the cafeteria and soon found myself on the lunch line. I grabbed the least disgusting looking thing offered to me and looked around for a seat. There was a table with just three people at it: Diana, the dark-haired boy whose seat I stole, and the blond boy all the teachers were keeping away from me. I decided to dive right into the problem, so I walked across the lunchroom and sat down with the other three with confidence. A hush fell across the entire room. "Don't you people have food to eat?" I asked, and everyone immediately turned back to their lunches. Diana and the two boys were still staring at me in part surprise, part disgust, so I leaned forward.

"What I want to know," I asked, "is why all the teachers insist on keeping you-" I pointed to the blond boy "-and me separated." Diana laughed then, and the two boys looked at her like she was crazy.

"This is Drake," Diana pointed to the blond boy who had been annoying me all morning. "This is Caine, also known as Fearless Leader by we, his humble subjects." The last part was dripping with sarcasm, which made Caine frown.

"Your name is Caine? Like, the murderer from the Bible?" I asked, and Caine nodded, daring me to insult it. I took the dare. "Well, that's a stupid name," I noted, watching with pleasure the dangerous light in Caine's eyes. It was entertaining. I supposed he was kind of handsome, in a way. But to me, the blond boy seemed more attractive. He had stormy gray eyes and a cold smile that looked dangerous but seductive.

"Anyway, the principal sent out an email to all teachers specifically saying to keep you two apart." Caine said, trying to stay civil, I could tell.

"They want to keep the psychopaths as far away from each other as possible in this place," Diana said to the pint, which I found more informative than Caine's answer. Drake grinned and picked up a knife from his plate.

"I like hurting people," he said with a sick grin, but I found myself immediately intrigued. He was sent here for the same reason I was. "I shot my neighbor and got sent here."

"Same here," I said evenly, "but I didn't have a gun. My parents found out about the videos I was watching on the internet and the gun store websites I was saving up to shop at." Drake was staring at me with a newfound respect and interest, and Caine was watching like I might be useful. Diana seemed unfazed.

By then, lunch was over, and I had to head to my next class. But I wasn't the only psychopath in the school, and I had at least one friend. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad here after all.