(A/N): You may have noticed that I am capitalizing all of the specific buildings/places at Bullworth, but don't worry: THIS IS ON PURPOSE. I think it makes it almost as if you're controlling Elizabeth and following her around campus. When I write it like that, it helps me imagine the game's map and understand the setting of each chapter.

Earbuds in, hoodie on, I happily walked out of the Girls' Dorm and into the courtyard of Bullworth Academy, waving to a few students on my way to my first class of the year, Art. In the corner of my eye, I could see a few of the younger kids running into the large building ahead of me (Probably to sort out their lockers and meet up with friends in the half-hour before classes). I turned to my right, and walked into the Parking Lot. Immediately, I was greeted by the Bullies. Wade Martin, the closest friend I have in that clique, gave me a bear hug and friendly noogie (Of course, I pretended to punch him in the gut during the hug).

"You feeling good today or something?" Wade smiled at me.

I shrugged and laughed. "I don't know, are you?"

"You've got the world's biggest smile, I'm not used to it," Wade laughed.

"I'm actually looking forward to this year, dude," I grinned.

"You gonna to spend some more time with us?"

"Of course! Well, as long as you stay out of trouble," I said, and playfully shoved him.

"You know I can't promise that, Blondie!" Wade shoved me back, just a little harder.

I high-fived Trent, then walked to the back of the Main Building. I made a left at the giant statue and turned into the Prep's area, Harrington House. Bif was talking to Tad, but ran towards me when I called his name. I waved to Tad, hugged Bif, and began walking towards the Football Field with him (He had Gym class first today, but we'd be seeing each other later during Math).

"You see Wade yet today?"

I nodded, and watched his smile fade.

"Really? Before talking to me? I'm hurt!"

"He was on my way, stop being a baby," I replied sarcastically.

"No, but seriously... I'm just trying to keep you safe, Ellie," he muttered.

"They don't bully me, I promise!"

"You'd tell me if they did, right?"

"Why, you jealous?" I grinned, before he tickled me relentlessly.

"Alright, alright! I promise!" I said through giggles, and touched his pinky finger with mine.

He smiled, gave me a hug, then walked through the Gym doors with a confidence I still envy. I changed the song blasting through my ears and looked at the time. I still had about fifteen minutes before class officially started, but I wanted to wait a while before going to my locker (Only the little kids were in the building). There were several options for how I could waste these next few minutes (Going to the cafeteria for rubber eggs, setting up a prank or two). My feet led me towards the Parking Lot (Again), when I realized I'd forgotten to grab a book before I left my room this morning (How could I get through one of Mr. Hattrick's lessons without a pretentious novel?). I rushed back to the Girls' Dorm, almost bumping into Gary Smith, who glared at me begore walking off (Why was he by the Girls' Dorm? I mean, I know he's always been a bit strange, but?). I raced through the halls, ran into my room, and grabbed the first book I touched from one of the stacks next to my bed. I hurried out of the door and made my way towards the main building (Again). I opened the book, and began reading the introduction (What? I knew where I was going). As I turned at the Main Gate, a blurry figure ran into me, knocking both of us down. My book flew out of my hands, and my backpack landed on top of the mysterious figure. He pulled off the backpack and tossed it to me before running off, muttering an apology. What the hell was that? I grabbed my bag and walked toward the Main Building (For the what? Third time?).

I opened the doors, and immediately became aware of the chaos happening inside (Ah, there's the Bullworth I love). One of the Prefects was chasing down Algie, who had apparently shot Damon West with a potato gun, a group of several Greasers seemed to be smoking in the corner,all the little kids were running out of the building, screaming, and Constantinos fell out of a locker as Chad opened it (And this was pretty calm compared to most days). I pushed through the crowds of students and made my way to the second floor, so I could relax by my locker in peace (As much as I love the chaos, I don't like being a part of it. I'd rather view it from a distance, not the center). As I put in the combination for my lock, I half-expected a Nerd to fall out once I opened it (Nope. Empty, well, mostly empty). I got out my sketchbook for Art class, and put my book on the top shelf. The bell rang loudly, and the hallways cleared out as students ran into classrooms (Or out of the building). I greeted Ms. Phillips as I entered her room, and took a seat in the back next to Ivan. The class was pretty boring, as it always is with the first day of school. Ms. Phillips talked to me about a special photography scholarship she thought I'd be interested in, since college is coming up pretty soon (Why? Here I am, enjoying life, and everything is going to change again?). The bell rang for lunch, so I headed towards the Football Field to meet Bif at our usual spot. He waved to me from the bleachers with damp dair and two takeout containers.

"Chinese?" I asked hopefully, giving him a big hug.

"Nope, Japanese. But I got your favorite, teriyaki beef and rice."

"Thanks, dude," I smiled, and kissed his cheek quickly (He's so thoughtful!). Bif handed me one of the small containers and a pair of chopsticks, before pulling out a pair for himself out of his pocket.

"I got sushi, but you probably don't want any."

"Hell no, it's raw fish, Bif."

We laughed, and finished our meal without a pause in the conversation. Even though Bif is a Prep, and usually has impeccable manners, he doesn't eat like he's trying to impress his dad when he's around me (We don't chew with our mouths open, but we definitely talk while eating. His mom would be so pissed). The lunch period was only halfway over by the time we were done, so Bif went to the Harrington House to hang out with Derby before class started, and I decided to read in my dorm room for a while. As I passed by the Boys' Dorm, I noticed the Bullies in a wide circle. It was old to see them all at once, outside the Parking Lot. I was curious enough to walk over, and cautiously approached them. I pushed to the center of the circle, and wasn't surprised to see Wade in a fight. But this time, I couldn't recognize who he was fighting (I felt like I had seen him before). He was really getting beat up, not like how the Bullies usually fought the other students (Just a few punches, really). I grabbed Wade, before he could hit the guy again.

"Wade! What the hell are you doing?" I checked his bruised face for any serious injuries, and held his shirt to the blood.

"This new kid was trying to start shit with us, Blondie," he replied, and spit blood onto the ground. I rolled my eyes and reached my hand to the guy on the ground. He ignored me, and pulled himself up.

"Oh, so minding my own business is starting shit?" The kid yelled, as if he was ready to fight again (He seemed pretty reckless, which isn't a trait you really don't want to have at Bullworth.)

"Will both of you shut the hell up? Seriously!" I pushed Wade towards the kid.

"Thanks for the advice, mom," he replied sarcastically.

"Do you hear this asshole?" Wade yelled, covering his black eye with a bruised hand.

"I'm sure this asshole has a name, Wade," I snapped (My patience level? Nonexistent).

"Jimmy," the kid spit out, "Jimmy Hopkins."