I'm the first to arrive at school. My back aches. A park bench isn't the best place to sleep. But i guess it's better than the sidewalk. I open my locker and stare gloomily at its emptiness. No tablets, no books, nothing school related really. Oh ya I have one book. My science book. I got that yesterday after lunch. Its tucked under my one spare shirt and extra hoodie. My closet is my locker, every girls dream. I sigh. Why did I even open the stupid thing?

I head to my first class. I think its math. The classroom in empty. I kinda like it like this. Making my way to the back I scan the posters on the wall. Yep this is math. My least favorite subject. I take the corner seat. Using my arms as pillows, I fall asleep.

I wake to someone shaking me. My body tenses ready to attack or run. My eyes snap to the figure in front of me. Danny. "Luna, its time for your next class. Come on." He coaxed gently. I look around to see teens exiting the classroom. Wow. I actually slept? Huh, I must really be tired. I tug my hood down before standing. The navy coloring darkening the shadows of my face. I follow Danny out of the room.

"You make it home okay?" he asks. Why is he actually trying to talk to me? Just because I saved him doesn't mean he has to be nice. I'm not a morning person anyway. Please Danny just leave me alone. I silently beg. "Luna" I glance at Danny to see him waiting for my answer. "Ya" I say a little annoyed. "Did you sleep good?" Ugh. Why won't he just go away? I thought he already knew I wasn't a talker. "Danny you don't have to be nice to me." Okay that was rude, but I don't feel like talking.

Danny stops at a locker with a sigh. For some reason I stop aswell. At first he ignores me as he swaps his books out. Then he turns to me with sad eyes. As if he gets that I've been through rough times. That he understands why I'm rude and closed off. "Luna." He says gently. "I'm not being nice just because you helped me yesterday. Yes, I'm grateful but that's not the reason I want to be your friend. You're new. You don't seem to have any friends. And you've had too many bad days. I just don't want you to feel like you're alone. You can have friends. People who will be there for you. I'll be here for you when you need something anything. I just want to be your friend."

My mouth gapes open. This boy, That is a stranger, wants to be my friend. He seems to already care about me. How can that be? How has he been able to read me so well? I look into his warm brown eyes. He seems like the type of person that can sense what a person needs. Is that how he knew what to say to me? That I haven't had a friend in years? Could I have a friend again? Could I let myself care for someone? But... last time my friend was ripped from my world. I won't let that happen again. Even if Danny decides he no longer wants to be my friend. I will protect him. This kind boy hasn't just gained a shaky friendship but a force of protection. All because he got over one of my walls in less than five seconds. I slowly close my mouth. I take a deep breath before breathing out, "Thank you."

Danny smiles softly. "Does that mean we are now friends?" I could tell he was being serious through his joking tone. "I believe so. But Danny, I'm not good company." I should at least give him a chance to walk away. He only shakes his head. "I don't believe that." He says sternly. I wish you would. Danny opens his mouth to speak again but is interrupted by someone else."Danny ." someone says from behind me.

I whirl around to see a handsome, muscular, blonde boy. The look in his piercing blue eyes was that of a natural jerk hiding his feelings. It was backed up by the 'I'm better than you' facial expression. "Jackson." Danny greeted. So this was Jackson. The one Jarred was talking about. I have a bone to pick with this boy.

"Who are you?" He sneered. I square my shoulders and cross my arms. "Luna." I state. A smirk forms on his face. "Like the the weird girl in Harry Potter?" My fingers curl around the fabric of my hoodie as I glare at him. "No. Luna like the moon." I growl. My mother named me and no one is going to make fun of it.

"Jackson if you're just going to be an ass, leave." Danny informs. Jackson ignores him. "What's with the hood? Not pretty enough for the world?" He smirks. My teeth grind together. My usual sour mood setting back in. "What's with the big attitude? Trying to make for something, huh Pretty Boy?" I snap. Jackson's hands ball into fists. "You obviously don't know who I am." He growls. Oh is he trying to threaten me? "Is that the best you can come up with? If you're trying to scare me with that pitiful threat, better luck next time." My voice is challenging but calm.

Jackson scoffs. "You think you're better than everybody just because you kicked some guys ass yesterday?" Rich coming from him. Danny puts himself between us. "That's enough, Jackson." He warns. Jackson only pushes him aside. How can Danny be friends with someone like Jackson? The fact that Jackson hasn't paid his friend any mind pisses me off. I steep up to Jackson . Toe to toe. Our faces only inches apart. My stormy silver eyes catching is piercing blue in a glare. "You mean when I was defending your friend? You know when you weren't around to help him. You left him to get picked on by Jarred. I was there though. You should be thanking me instead of trying to pick a fight with me. But wait 'Thank Yous' aren't in the definition of self-centered assholes." Jackson is taken aback. Danny has a look of awe that turns into a smug smile. Guess both boys aren't use to people talking back to Jackson.

I turn to Danny. "I'll see ya later." I fix Jackson with a glare before roughly pushing past him.I hear Danny yelling at Jackson as I turn the corner. I sigh. What am I doing? I don't need enemies. I have enough as is. My stomach growls as I look for my next class. I haven't eaten in a couple of days. Maybe I'll get lucky at lunch.

The rest of my classes passed by easily. Mainly because I slept through most of Oh well. I think I'm going to skip lunch and go scrounging for food in town. Ya that sounds good. An arm is thrown around my shoulders. My body stiffens and I jump. Stiles frowns as he removes his arm. "Sorry" he mutters. I isn't his fault I can't stand contact. especially physical, unless I'm kicking some butt. I stop walking and wait for Stiles to speak.

"What are your plans for lunch?" he asks. I shrug. "I was going to skip. I don't have anyone to sit with." I lie smoothly. Stiles smiles. "You can sit with me and my friends." He says a little too gleefully. I look into his amber eyes. If you weren't looking for it you'd miss it. But I've seen it in so many guarded eyes. Pain. This chipper boy has felt and still feels pain. No matter how happy he might look. Something inside me softened for the boy. He notices my hesitation to answer. "Danny will be there." I wanna laugh. There is something about him that I like. "Fine" I sigh. I am kinda glad I'll have something to do.

Stiles beams. I follow him into the lunch room. Kids are sitting everywhere at tables, talking loudly. A hand raises and waves at us in the middle of the crowded tables. Danny... sitting among seven kids. He smiles at us. A blonde turns his head to look at us.

Pretty Boy. Great. Oh this is going to be fun.

A/N: Thanks for reading. this is my fourth time trying to upload this chapter lets hope it works this time. Enjoy!