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Chapter 2: Visible

It was midday by the time Kendall and Camille made it to school. Logan and Katie had continued on without them, but the two cousins had to stay behind and deal with the incident.

When they arrived Camille showed him to the main office leaving him there to defend for himself as she rushed to class. By the time he had received his schedule, met the guidance counselor and given his locker assignment, the bell had rung and the halls were crowded with unfamiliar faces.

Kendall walked alone self-consciously through the congested corridor. He could feel everyone's eyes on him as all heads seemed to turn in his direction as he walked passed. He tried to find Camille it the tangle of people or even Logan if he could, but everyone was foreign.

Finally, he managed to find his locker. Hoping it would be a small distraction from the stares that were shooting his way, he grabbed a hold of the lock and attempted the combination.

Although his old school used similar locks, he never excelled at the combinations. He could never remember how many times he had to turn it one way or the other and most of the time he accidentally went passed the number he was looking for and that was if he could even remember the combination at all.

Finally the lock clicked and fell open in his hand. He smiled at his accomplishment that only required two tries. He was just about to pull the lock off of the hinge when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Thinking it was Camille, he shrugged it off before turning around to greet her only to come face to face with a blue eyed blonde and a girl with black and red streaked hair.

"So, you're the new kid?" the blonde stated rather than asked. "Where are you from?"

"LA," Kendall answered simply, unsure of whether or not he liked her attitude. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt tired, like all his energy had been drained. He yawned as the blonde continued her questioning.

"Ohh, the west coast . I like his tan," she giggled to her friend. Kendall looked down at his pales hands before realizing it must have been some kind of a joke, "It's Ken, right?"

"He prefers Kendall," the girl with the red streaks corrected her.

He nodded raising a bushy eyebrow.

"So, Kendall, what's brings you here to our little town?" the blonde asked.

"He lost his parents over the summer and had to move in with that Camille girl. She's his cousin," red streaked girl continued to spurt out information about him.

"How did you know that?"

"Small school," she smirked slyly tapping her combat boots against the dirty tiled floor.

"Lucy knows everything about everyone and anything that goes on within these walls."

"In case you haven't caught on, I'm Lucy Stone and this is Mercedes Griffin."

"But if you're nice I might let you call me Cedes," the blonde interrupted, batting her long eyelashes.

Kendall gave her a once over. She was pretty and obviously flirting, but he wasn't interested. He had more important things to worry about. Not to mention the other girl had brought up his parents. He was trying desperately not to think of them today, but all that had obviously gone out the window.

"Right," Kendall nodded turning back to his locker. He reached for the lock intending to take it off to open his locker, but to his surprise it was re-latched.

"She's not hitting on you, you know," Lucy was saying behind him, "She's just trying to be friendly."

Kendall ignored her as he started to re-spin the dial.

"He doesn't want to talk to us," he overheard Lucy say.

Kendall fiddled with the combination getting frustrated as it wouldn't work. Giving up, he turned back to the girls fully intending on making them leave so they wouldn't distract him any more, "Look, girls, it's really nice to meet you, it really is, but I've had a long day already and I cant get this stupid lock to open and now I'm probably going to be late to my first class."

The girls looked at each laughing at what must have been some inside joke which only seemed to piss Kendall off even more.

"First of all, it's lunch so don't worry about being late," Mercedes winked, flipping her straightened hair over her shoulder before turning away.

"And second," Lucy added, "The lock is already opened!" she smirked, before turning on her heels and following the blond down the hallway, both giggling and looking over their shoulders as they went.

Kendall groaned turning around to face his locker muttering about how stupid they were for thinking the lock was unlatched, but to his amazement it was wide open, "What the hell?"

"Kendall!" a familiar voice called from behind him.

Refusing to the let it lock again, Kendall quickly unlatched the lock and stuck it into his pocket before finally opening his locker and throwing his bag inside, "Hey Cam," he smiled, closing up his locker before spinning around to find his cousin waiting for him.

"I've been looking all over for you. Ready for lunch?"

"Why not?" Kendall shrugged, placing the lock back onto the locker, securing it. He stared at it for a moment shaking his head before tuning back to his cousin. "Let's go."

The cafeteria was loud and unnerving for Kendall. He had thought by now he would have had a few classes to settle in with only a dozen of students or so staring at him at first, maybe made a few friends by now, but Kendall Knight had no luck. He was tossed into the hungry feeding frenzy known as the High School cafeteria. One of the scariest places on Earth. Especially in a small school like this where everyone obviously already knew his story.

"This is our table," Camille smiled, taking him by the arm and dragging him over to a round table where a guy with brown hair, wearing a Back to the Future tee sat along with a laid back looking blond girl, much more normal looking than the two he had just met in the hall. "Guys, this is my cousin Kendall that I was telling you about," Camille announced taking a seat and pulling Kendall down along side her. "Kendall this is my best friend Jo and her beau Dak."

"Nice to finally meet you," Dak gave him a smile, extending his hand across the table. "We've been hearing so much about you."

Kendall smiled back, relieved that there was someone normal in this school that he could possibly get along with, "Nice to meet you too," he shook his hand before turning to Jo and shaking hers as well.

"So, Kendall, meet any new friends yet?" Jo asked sipping her diet coke out of a straw.

"Just these two annoying girls, but I wouldn't call them friends."

"Oh? Did you catch their names?"

"Mercedes and Lacy?"

"Lucy!" Camille corrected him as the three stared back at him with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry," Jo shook her head with a tiny grin.

"Sorry? For what?" Kendall asked confused.

"For having to meet them, of all people, on your first day," Jo explained. "They're the bitches of the school. They're part of the Clique!"

"Excuse me?" Kendall inquired even more confused now.

"The clique!" Jo said matter-of-factly as if he should know exactly what she was talking about.

"It's this group of kids here. It's the only clique in the entire school where everyone else is cool with hanging out with each other, except for those seven over there," Camille pointed to a table that was in a far corner away from everyone else. "They tend to avoid everyone else."

Kendall stared across the room at the table. It was a group of seven. From here he recognized the two girls he had met earlier, both giggling away while another girl with long brown hair sat listening to them with one ear while the other ear contain an earbud that was attached to her ipod.

Across from them sat two guys who had their backs to Kendall, so he couldn't see their faces, but even from here he could see the bulging of their arm muscles. The brunette on the left was taller with what appeared to be perfectly kept hair which was shorter in the back with bangs that appeared to sweep towards his face. His skin was a golden color and he even as he sat, he had this air of confidence that surrounded him. The boy on the right was a good foot shorter, with short charcoal hair that was hidden beneath a shinny black helmet. His skin was a couple shades darker than the brunettes and appeared to be very animated as his body moved constantly, his hands flowing in the air as he carried the conversation he was having with the group.

At the end of the table sat not one, but two more familiar faces.

"Isn't that the guy from this morning?" he asked pointing at the brunette who sat along side his sister, her nose buried in a text book.

"That's Logan Mitchell," Jo smiled. "Camille has a huge crush on him."

"I do not!" Camille protested though she blushed a deep pink. "He's just my neighbor."

"I thought you said they avoided others?" Kendall questioned.

"Well the others do, but Logan's a sweetheart. He's quiet, but he'll actually acknowledge you."

"Just don't piss him off or you'll have to deal with James and Carlos," Jo added in.

"Who?"

"The two with their backs turned. James is the one with the perfect hair and Carlos is his brother," Camille explained.

"Basically, just avoid the cult and you'll be fine," Dak added.

"Right. Avoid the cult," Kendall nodded, chuckling slightly at Dak' odd choice of words. He glanced back over the table only to find the entire table, with the exception of Katie, all staring back at him.

He ducked his head, trying to avoid their gaze, but he could still feel their piercing eyes upon his back.

Author Note: in the next chapter, you will official meet James and Carlos!