Sooo, yep, I finally decided to update! Really, I did have a lot of work that had to get done. My birthday, school stuff, it all got in the way of my writing time. Sorry! Anyways, I don't own House of Anubis or Sick Puppies. And I don't actually know if the drummer has a lot of girlfriends, I just made that up. But his name is Mark, I found that on the Internet. Just letting you know before you read my first real chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 1

The first day of eighth grade started in tears. Thirteen was not a normal age for tears, but I was just a little freaked out.

"Eddie, I'm sure you're going to make lots of new friends. Don't worry about it, you've always been a very social boy. Now get out there and show Lansville Academy how awesome you are!"

I wasn't convinced. My mom had always been weak when it came to uplifting messages, and I couldn't stop crying. Starting at a new school made me nervous, and I had done a lot of moving around. Everywhere I went, there seemed to be someone who just hated my guts. But my mom was sure this was going to be our permanent home. Then again, she said that about every new city we settled in.

"Eddie, hurry up or you'll be late for the bus," my mother scolded me, then held her arms open for one last hug. I couldn't refuse.

Quickly wrapping my arms around her small frame, I planted a small kiss on her forehead and raced out the door. The wind in my face helped to dry the tears, and soon I was almost calm. My blue backpack bounced against my back as I tried desperately to get to the bus stop. I didn't want to be late on my first day.

Fortunately, I got onto the bus with a few seconds to spare, sitting down beside a boy that seemed to be my age. There was a bit of drool coming down his face and his hair looked like it hadn't been washed in days.

"Excuse me, but is anyone sitting here?" I questioned politely, hoping I wouldn't anger the…dirt. It wasn't possible that anyone was sitting there, right? I hoped beyond hope there was.

"Yes. His name is Seth and I would appreciate if you could move. You're sitting on him," he answered.

So, I grabbed my bag and moved. Not because there was someone in the seat. Because there was absolutely no one in that seat.

Moving back to the far end of the bus, I plopped down next to another kid that looked about thirteen, same as me. He had spiky red hair and earphones jammed into his ears. The noise was so loud that I could hear it from my seat next to me. How lucky could I be to sit next to a kid that liked Sick Puppies?

"H-hi. My name's Eddie," I stammered, facing the boy. He glanced at me and sighed, pulling his earbuds out.

"My name's Derrick. Nice to meet you. You look new," he stated, his eyes passing over me. I began to panic, thinking that already someone didn't like me. I couldn't start out on the wrong foot before I even got to school!

"Yeah, I just moved here." I was practically shaking, as Derrick's eyes were already beginning to wander.

"So, I heard your music. I like Sick Puppies too," I tried to keep the conversation going. Immediately, his expression changed and he started talking.

"Really? No one else likes them. I hear Mark's got a new girlfriend," he gushed, a smile forming on his face. Success!

"No way! Another one?" I asked. I didn't always get the updated news because my Wi-Fi was so inconsistent. But I did know that Mark, the drummer, went through girlfriends like I go through bags of chips. And that is fast.

"Heard she's trying to change his look. Typical girl, always hoping to redo their boyfriends to meet their standards. I'll never date," Derrick went on, rambling about how his older sister was crying in her room half the time because of her relationships.

I was just glad to have made a new friend.

My homeroom took a little finding. First, I had to go to the office to pick up a schedule. Luckily, all I had to do was follow the streams of people also going to get their class schedule. Then, I had to ask directions to my homeroom class, which was in a different building all the way across the campus. It wasn't extremely big, the school grounds, but with the chaos of first day students, the hallways were a bit dangerous.

"Let's do a quick introduction before we all go off to our classes. My name's Ms. Kelm and I'm your homeroom teacher. I also teach science class, so hopefully I'll see you all there. Alright, next!" my homeroom teacher was saying as I entered the room, a little out of breath.

"Katie Aldridge. I like to play golf."

"Markus Beauxman. Student council president."

"Rex Coleman. Future wide receiver star."

"Grace Dhari. Foreign Language club founder."

"Nellie Elliot. I went to France last summer."

"Harry Fried. Last November's Writer of the Month."

"Bailey Gerard. Volleyball rules!"

"Aaron Hews. I'm on the varsity football team and I'm only in eighth grade."

"Derrick Isard. Rock on."

"Veronica Jacobs. I've been on the cover of two magazines, so you should know me."

"Abigail Kasey. If you've never been shopping, I don't know you."

"Tracy Linkoln. No, I'm not related to the president. It's spelled with a 'k.'"

"Eddie Miller. I'm new here."

"Nancy Nelson. I got a bob haircut last weekend, so that's why my hair's different."

"Carson Olive. Fyi, I'm still dating Nancy."

"Xander Perry. Science is my favorite subject, Ms. Kelm."

"Rachel Quill. I love theatre."

"Paul Reni. Join the engineering club!"

"William Ster. Baseball is the only sport worth watching."

"Stacy Truman. And yes, I am in fact related to the president."

"Alexis Underwood. Part of the newly formed photography club."

"Penelope Varce. First chair flute player."

"Greg Wrey. Vote for me as treasurer!"

"James Xing. Only male cheerleader."

"Jennifer Young. I'm auditioning for a movie next month! Isn't that exciting?"

"Marie Zachary. Gamer all the way."

I knew I wasn't going to remember all those names, but I did remember some people that seemed nice. Derrick (of course), Paul, Greg, and even a few girls acted like they weren't all stuck up in their own business. Katie, Grace, and Jennifer. She was a little hyper, but that was okay. I could definitely pick out the ones to stay away from.

Nancy. Carson. Abigail. Markus. Stacy. William. Veronica.

Aaron.