-Nikki's POV-
I turned around and looked through out the class, trying to find someone to sit by. I went up to a girl, with long blonde hair. I set my bag down next to my chair, and she looked up at me.
"I can move, if you want me to." I went to grab my bag and she touched my shoulder.
"No no no. You can sit there, I don't mind." I smiled, and sat back up.
"Thanks.. I'm Nikki." I said while pulling out my book, and opening it.
"Maryse is the name." I smiled.
"Nice name.. So what is this school like?"
"It's okay. As long as you fit in with the right people, and ignore the wrong people."
"Oh, well I don't know who I would fit in with. I don't really fit in with anyone."
"I'm sure you do. Maybe we could hang out after school today. We could be friends." Maryse smiled a little bit.
"Okay. Do you want to come to my house or we could go to your house?"
"We could go to your house. I could just meet your parents today, cause my parents aren't home."
"Oh, okay. Well then my house it is." I smiled to Maryse.
"Maryse, Nikki? Please quiet down."
"Sorry, we'll be quiet Mrs. Wilson." The teacher nodded, and looked back down to her text book, and began reading out loud. After class, I ran into Mike.
"So what do you have next?" I pulled out my schedule looking down the the column of second period.
"I have to go to history."
"Okay, well we have one class together." I sighed.
"Well, I'm gonna head to class now." I turned around and walked to class. I felt stupid for just leaving like that. I mean, I was a really shy person. And I wasn't used to having a guy like that be nice to me, or even into me. Mike was a very appealing guy. I wasn't the prettiest girl ever. But somehow my identical twin was. But I guess I should be happy that for once, it's my moment. I walked into the class, disappointed to see my sister.
She ran up to me.
"I haven't made any friends today! It's so unfair! Not even the guy in math would talk to me!"
"Oh well i'm sorry to hear that." I got an attitude with her and began walking to my seat.
"How could you make friends before me? Did that blondie talk to you?"
"Her name is Maryse. And yeah. Everything can't always go your way Brie." My twin sister rolled her eyes and went and sat on the other side of the room. When class started a girl with long black curly hair, came and sat with me. She awkwardlly began to speak to me.
"I'm Melina, I'm new here."
"I'm Nikki.. I'm new also. But one thing you should know about me, is don't get me confused with my twin sister, Brie."
"You have a twin?" I nodded and pointed across the room to my twin, Brie. "Oh wow. How can I tell you apart?"
"Brie has a deeper voice first off. That's really, about it."
"Oh, well I guess I'll know by that then." After class a few people came up to me, and introduced themselves. Like Layla, Alicia, Rosa, Gail, and Eve.
I was confused. Everyone was befriending me, and not Brie. Maybe my five years of praying were worth it. And hopefully Mike could be that guy I have always been wishing for. I had every class with Melina. Every class but two with Maryse. And every class with Rosa and Gail. Layla, Alicia and Eve were only in about one to three of my classes. When eith period was over, I sat outside waiting for Maryse. My snobby sister walked out, and stood in front of me.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing that concerns you. So just go home, okay?" She rolled her eyes, and walked up to her red convertable. She got in and left the school.
Maryse walked up to me, with her bags over her shoulder.
"Ready?" I nodded. We began walking back to my house. "So where did you transfer from?"
"New York. My mom got moved all the way to Seattle though."
"Oh, what was your old school like?"
"Horrible. I was always the geek, who was in clubs, smart, and walked home everyday. While my sister was the popular one, who was the athlete,
smart also, and drives home in her convertable."
"Oh. I'm sorry. It's not gonna be that way here." I smiled. When we walked into my house, Brie, and my mom stood there and looked at us. My mom had a smile. And Brie looked pissed.
"Hi honey, who's this?"
"This is my new friend Maryse. We met in math class today."
"Hi it's nice to meet you dear." She shook Maryse's hand and stepped back. "I must say, you are gorgeous." Maryse smiled.
"Merci. As are you."
"So you know french?"
"I'm a french canadian." My mom smiled.
"Interesting. Well I'll leave you girls alone." I nodded, and me and Maryse headed up to my room. I opened the door, and let her into my turquoise room. She sat on my bed, and I sat on a chair I had, which was black.
"Well your mom is nice."
"Thanks. So do you like anyone?"
"Well, to be honest, I like this guy named Randy Orton. But I don't think he likes me back. He's in our math class."
"Wait is he that one that's real muscular?"
"Yeah!"
"My sister was trying to get him today."