"Well, I suppose I can't just stand here all day." I thought to myself. I looked down at my clothes to make sure everything was in place. Black flats, white skinny jeans, and a dark purple blouse that showed just enough cleavage. You could majorly see my black lace bra but, who cares. I started walking up the steps when I saw two groupies staring at me on the side. They both hurried and stood in front of me.

"What are you guys, some welcoming committee?" I asked, raising one eyebrow.

"No, nothing like that. We were just discussing over there that we've never seen you around. So, obviously, you must be new." The one on my left said.

"Obvious." I repeated, without the ly. I could tell the left one without doubt saw my bra was somewhat out.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. "He stuttered, almost like coming awake after a trance. "I'm Dave Turner."He stuck his hand out. I shook it, like normal humans do. He held a smile towards my face.

The right guy started to talk, "And I'm Connor Deslauriers."

"And since we are all swapping names here, my name is formally Amanda Hope McDonald. But, call me whatever you'd like. And if you call me something I don't like, then you're going to get a butt whooping." Dave looked excited about that. "Well, Dave and Connor, do you mind directing me towards the principal's office. That's what the lady on the phone said I needed to do when I got here." I questioned. Hey, it was better then having to look stupid and ask everyone where the office is.

"It'll be my pleasure." Dave stuck out his hand palm up, and bowed ever so slightly. I placed my hand in his and walked up the rest of the stairs. I slipped my hand out of his once I reached the top. I can not be seen holding hands with a guy. First sign of the L-bomb.

When Connor opened the door and I strutted in, I felt like everyone was staring at me. They probably were, and I know why, but it didn't bother me as much as my flats. They were literally digging into my skin.

"Whatever, pain is beauty." I thought. My friend once said that to me. Back when we were 13 and having a sleepover at her house because mine wasn't a safe place to call home to any outsiders. The girl was doing my hair when she said that. About 5 weeks after that sole sleepover, she moved away. Her parents were divorced, and her dad's side was moving to somewhere in Oregon. She still came back every summer to stay at her mom's. I can't say that I loved that girl. She was nice to me, and I was nice to her. Common grounds for friendship.

"Aha! You must be Amanda!" A man in a suit nearly shouted.

"I'm guessing you're the principal?" I said with a little worry in my face.

"Yes, Mr. Simpson to be correct. I'm glad that you're joining us, Amanda." He smiled.

I noticed the guy alongside him. Black hair that stood straight up and swayed a little bit to the left.

"Mr. Simpson, since I'm going to be here a while, I should tell you that I prefer to be called Lo. Lola was my grandmother's name." I stated.

"Alright. Thanks for telling me." He patted my shoulder. "Oh yes, and this is our president, Sav Bhandari."

"Hi. Welcome to our school." He shook my hand. I started to wonder how much shaking my right hand would get today. Sav dazzled a smile, and I realized that he had gorgeous eyes. "Since I am the president, then I must have the honor of escorting you around here."

"Thanks." I simply said. I looked around to see that Dave and Connor must have wandered off somewhere. Pshh, like I required them hanging around me.

"Do you have your schedule?" He asked me as we started gradually walking.

"Ummm…" I reached in my back pocket and pulled it out of its resting place. "Yep."

"Good. I don't need it, because I have a replica of my own." He smiled, almost like he thought he was amazingly funny for making me retrieve a piece of paper, like a dog and a Frisbee. I was polite about laughing along with him. "Now, you're first class doesn't start until about twenty minutes, so I think I'll have an adequate amount of time to show you around, and introduce you to some of your classmates."

After some boring minutes of seeing classrooms, and mindless babble, he started to find people for me to meet.

"Now, this girl is beyond hazardous." He started to say. "She's my sister, Alli Bhandari." He held my back and slightly pushed me towards her. "Alli, this is Amanda, the new girl around here."

"Hi Manda!" She said excitedly. "It's so nice to meet you." She hugged me. "Wow! You smell like raspberries."

"Thanks." I held back a comment that oh so wished it could depart my mouth.

"Well, on to the next one, I shall say." Sav said. "Alli has a crush on that Drew Torres guy over there." He whispered. My eyes searched around. Of course it would be the guy with all of the girls around him. He wasn't even that cute. He reminded me of Dylan. I stopped thoughts from terrorizing my mind before we saw the next people. A girl with cute, curly hair with a guy with dark black hair. They seemed cute together. "Now, this is Clare Edwards, and Eli Goldsworthy. Guys, this is Amanda." He smiled at them. Through this entire trip, Sav hardly let go of my lower back. It kind of made me think I'll have a 'thing' with him. I wouldn't doubt it. Whenever I looked up at him, I swear he was looking down to my bra.

"Hi. I'm Clare. I'm sure well be great friends." She nodded. She was keeping a good hold on her books, so I didn't worry about any contact.

"As the pres said, I'm Eli." He stuck his hand out, waiting for the shake.

"Hey, how about a fist bump? I'm afraid my hand will get whiplash with all of this shaking." I joked. They laughed with me, and the bell rang.

"Ok, on to your first class." He said while nodding with appreciation to Clare and Eli. I realized that our steps were synchronized. He stopped me at the door and put his hand on the wall above me. "I'll meet you after every class, right here. It's a job perk. Although I start to go away after the third day when you start to get a hang of it."

"Well, thank you. I'm glad that this school is just so organized with new kids." I said to him. I swear this kid could have magical powers to lure me in.

"And, I'll give you something at the end of the day. Almost as a 'job well done'" He sated, looking right into my eyes.

I snickered lightly and walked into the classroom.