DISCLAIMER! I DON'T OWN FAMILY


I watched as Belle went through the line and waited for her to sit with me. We agreed before school started that we would meet up at lunch and give each other run of the place. While waiting, I looked at my food in disgust. It's completely different from what I'm used to.

I hadn't seen the girl who kept looking at me since the class that we shared but I had my eyes out. I still didn't know her name, which was bothering me to the extreme but I knew I was going to get it before the day was over.

My eye still sort of hurt from when that dick head beat me up with his little posy. Belle finally sat down, "Is it any good?" "I think it's edible." "So how's the recon going?" She asked.

"It's fine." "Shoot." So I told her what I had, "Well, the 4 jerks that were hitting on you before are in 12th grade. They organize the summer Prom." I said glancing at the table with the tall red head. "Remind me not to attend." Belle said uninterested. I looked over to Belle's other side, "Big guy with the cap is the rugby team captain, he'd do anything to get good grades in math. And he's friends with Jimmy Hendrix, who's in love with the girl with the pink ribbon in her hair." Looking at the guy who was strangely looking like Jimmy Hendrix.

Looking ahead of me, "And the girl coming from Gotham city runs the school black market on cigarettes." Belle looked up at the girl when she walked by. "The gossip girls," The girls near the window, "near the window are sister's to the son of a bitch who plays dumbo in the corner." "They're the ones who did that to your eye?" Belle asked, looking down at her food. "Yea. Don't worry he'll get his. Already know his weak point." I reassured her.

"Which is?" "He needs a sound system for his party is 2 weeks, there is only 1 guy with the gear he needs." I started to put my sandwich together. "And that is the engineer's son over there, sitting on his own." I finished.

Belle looked at me amused, "You don't waste any time do you?" "I don't have time to waste." I said.

Just then, the girl with the red hair who was looking at me came into the cafeteria by herself but was listening to whatever was on her headphones. She was carrying her backpack on one shoulder, walking over to a table not so far from mine but walking past us. She pushed her headphones down to her neck, greeting her friends.

"Who's that?" I hear Belle ask. No doubt about the girl I'm unashamedly starring at. "Don't know yet." I turned back around to face my sandwich, refusing to look at Belle. "You don't know?" She asked bemused. "I intend to get her name before the day is over, so don't worry."

I looked at Belle to see her looking past me. "She's pretty. I'll give you that little brother." Giving me a teasing smile, "Hilarious Belle." She gave me a smile in return. I saw her walking past our table and to the lunch line.

I could see her outfit much better since she was actually standing and not sitting in a chair. She was wearing a navy blue dress that showed off her tan legs that were a hard to stop staring at. The dress had two layers; one stopped a bit lower on her leg while the other was a bit shorter. The longer/top layer had lace design on it. The top layer also showed some of her skin on the front and back including her shoulders. There was a belt around her waist, extenuating it, that was black that matched her flats that she was wearing too.

All in all she looked beautiful.

"You are so checking her out." My eye snapped to Belle's, hearing her teasing tone. "Shut up." I mumbled to her. She just smiled. "Bon appétit." Digging into our food.


School was almost over with, Thank God. I was so done with this shitty first day. I was waiting outside, mostly for the girl that I had 3 classes with. It was rather awesome. But for know I was talking to the engineers son. He was boring as shit but I had to deal because I wanted revenge on the douche bag who beated me up in the bathroom.

I was looking at the soccer cards he gave me to look at. It was rather impressive to see all of these cards, meaning he was an avid collector. "Wow, that's amazing. I'm a collector too, you know." I looked at him, baiting him. "Really?" "Yea, but nothing like you. I only started a few months ago." We continued to talk, him saying he was missing one of the cards. Me saying that I had the card and sealing the deal with him that he would owe me one.

He got on his bus when I heard her voice. I could pick it out against the rest of the voices. I turned to see her walked with a friend, chatting avidly. I didn't know what since they were talking in French. I waited until she said goodbye to her friend for me to make my move.

And I didn't have to wait long. She waved to her friend when she got to the bottom of the stairs and started walking which was ironically the same way I was walking. I rushed to get over to her side.
"Hi." I breathed out. She jumped and whirled around to face me. She held her hand to her heart and breathed out a sigh of relief, "You shouldn't sneak up on people." She walked on again with me in tow. "How come?" "It's a bit weird and could give people heart attacks." She teased a bit.

I cracked a smile, "So I don't know your name." She nodded but didn't say anything. "Can you tell me what it is?" She smiled a full smile that made my heart swell and stopped walking. Turning to me, "Everyone calls me Elle." Shook her hand and she continued walking when I let go.

"Is Elle short for something?" I asked. It was hard to keep up with Elle since she walked pretty fast. "Danielle." She stated simply. "What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl." I smirked as pink began to flood onto her cheeks. "Smooth." "Thank you."

Elle looked at me again and stopped walking, causing me to stop walking. "What's wrong?" "What happened to your face?" She asked grabbing my chin, making me show the eye that was bruised. "Some douche who had his hooligans' gang up on me in the bathroom. Not that big of a deal." I explained.

She grimaced, "Let me guess. Fair skin, blue eyes, blonde hair and was around 6 feet?" Elle listed off. "Yea…How'd you know?" I asked. "He's the school bully," she said with an eye roll. "Sorry." "Don't worry about it, it's not like he's your brother or anything." I shrugged. "Mmm, Step brother actually." Elle said.

"You're related to that ass hole?" "Step brother." Emphasizing the step. "Mother married his father and dragged me with her to this hell." Elle explained and continued walking. I followed her, wanting to hear the story. "It's a boring sob story." She said when I continued to ask about it. "I like boring stories." She gave me a disbelieving stare but told me her story.

By the time she finished, we were at the front of her house. "Well this is me." Elle said with a half smile. "See you tomorrow, American." "Hey! You're American too!" I called out to her. "So? Doesn't mean I can't stop calling you that!"

I chuckled at her logic, started to walk to my new house that was only a few blocks away from Elle's house. I knew that I would get to know the girl with the red hair.