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Alexis' POV

Sunday morning, Clara and Coley couldn't figure out why I wouldn't talk to them. Finally, around lunch, I sulked over to my computer, opened the bookmarked web page, and let the twins read it. Once finished, they both exchanged a horrified glance. Finn was dead. Which meant on the inside I was dead.

"...this is bad. This is extremely very not good." Clara finally declared.

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The next morning at school, while my teacher was droning on about meaningless announcements, I was drawing: My tribute to Finn.

Finally, the principal showed up at the door.

"Alright, class, the new student is here!" Mrs. Sprout exclaimed, cheerfully.

How can she be so happy after the horrible thing that happened over the weekend? I thought, sourly.

I saw out of the corner of my eye that the new student walked in, but I didn't look up. I continued drawing.

"Class, say hello to Finn Mc-"

My heart skipped a beat and I snapped my head up to look at the new student as the sound of a chair flipping over was heard. Everyone else looked to the back of the room while I stared at the new student. He had aquamarine eyes, nearly immaculate black hair, and he wore a pale blue shirt and jeans.

"Shandy, are you alright?"

"Perfectly fine, Mrs. S!" Shandy grinned as her friends helped her up. I quietly scoffed and rolled my eyes. Shandy probably literally flipped when she saw the new student thinking he's good looking.

Haha. Literally flipped.

Mrs. Sprout cleared her throat. "Anyway, say hello to Finn McMason. Finn, anything you'd like to say about yourself?"

"Well..." Finn hesitated. Holy crap, he was British, too. "My family just moved here from England because my father got a new job." He explained.

"What does your father do?" Mrs. Sprout asked.

"He's just a business man. He sells computers." Finn informed.

Mrs. Sprout smiled. "Alexis?" She said, randomly turning her attention to me. I snapped my head up again. "Yeah?"

"It just so happens Finn is in all your classes, I hope you don't mind showing him around a bit?" She smiled.

All of them? What the crap? "Sure." I answered, though I really wanted to say, "Dad gum it crap no!"

Instructed by Mrs. Sprout, Finn took the empty seat next to me. Before he could see, I shoved my drawing into my notebook. While he was trying to organize all the books and notebooks he was holding, I stole a glance at him.

Holy crap... Are his…? They are! His eyes are just like Finn's...

Just then, the bell rang and everyone got to their feet.

"Where's your locker?" I asked him.

"Close to yours, I was told. Locker sixty-seven."

"That is close to mine." I halfheartedly agreed. Mine was sixty-five. "English is first period, so all you need is that." I explained. Finn nodded and put everything in his locker except his English things while I got mine out, and together we walked to our first class.

"Oh, good morning!" Our teacher exclaimed. "Is this the new student?"

I nodded and proceeded to my seat but Mrs. Tyler stopped me.

"You can stay there, Miss Corentray, I know you were asked to show him around." She smiled.

I tried to hide behind my long curtain of red curly hair-which often earned me the title Merida from Pixar's Brave from my friends-while I awkwardly stood next to Finn as he introduced himself. Okay, that's nice, and all, but why is it necessary to stand up here with him?

After what seemed longer than it was, I hurried to my seat while Finn was instructed to sit in the empty seat in the front.

A few minutes into the lesson—which I was trying and failing to pay attention to—I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and was handed a note.

I unfolded it and read the note inside my desk.

WHO is THAT!? The note read.

I rolled my eyes. I knew who this was from. The "other Shandy," as I liked to call her. Maya, the leader of another clique. What's with all the cliques in this school? Seriously.

Weren't you listening to Mrs. Tyler like you're supposed to? His name is Finn McMason. He just moved here from England. I jotted down then passed back.

Maya was probably pouting now, because she didn't reply. I resumed doodling "314 FMcM" all over my notebook while my teacher droned on about what she talks about every day about subjects and predicates.

When the bell finally rang, I took my time getting my things together while most everyone else rushed out. Being without my friends put me in a bit of a depressed state, thus causing me to move slower sometimes. Not to mention I was depressed because of the horrible thing that happened over the weekend... I glanced up as I placed my notebook on top of my stack of books to see Finn waiting for me.

"You know where your locker is." I reminded him. Crap, that sounded ruder than intended. I cringed.

Finn shrugged. "I wanted to wait for you."

I stared at him for a moment while I stood up. I shrugged it off and together we walked to our lockers.

"Math stuff." I told Finn when he asked.

"Thanks." Finn smiled, getting his math things out of his locker. I glanced over at it. What the crap? He hasn't even completed his first day here and already his locker is genius-ly organized! I closing my locker with the quiet clang of metal.

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The teacher was late for math for once, so everyone sat around talking. Not me, I opened my book, trying to ignore the fact that Finn just took the empty seat next to me. I tried to focus on Bella and Jacob riding their motorcycles in my book, but my mind kept lingering on the fact everything Finn did reminded me of... Well, Finn. McMissile. Why the heck were they so similar?!

"What are you reading?" Finn asked.

"New Moon." I answered nonchalantly.

"Are you a Twilight fan?" He asked.

"Not even a little. My friend is forcing me to read the series." I sighed.

"Really?" He asked.

"Really." I confirmed, putting my bookmark in.

"Is that your hair's natural color?" He randomly asked.

"Well that's random." I told him, and Finn shrugged.

"Yeah. Do you wear contacts or are your eyes really that color?" I asked.

"They're really this color." Finn answered.

"Oh." I said, not really sure what else to say.

Just then, our math teacher waltzed in. Mr. Thomas, an energetic, patient, and overall very friendly with everyone boomed in his cheerful voice, "Good morning, class! Where's the new student I've heard about?" He asked with a big grin, his teeth looking whiter than they were in contrast against his brown skin, rubbing his hands together.

Everyone turned to look at Finn.

"Finn, my boy!" He exclaimed, surprised.

"Hello, Mr. Thomas." Finn smiled. The class looked from Mr. Thomas to Finn and back again with confused expressions.

"Your father finally got that job here, eh? Good, good!" He grinned.

"Yes, sir." Finn nodded.

"It appears we've confused the rest of the class!" Mr. Thomas chortled looking around. "We'll talk later, boy." Mr. Thomas winked. "Now! Today we'll be reviewing simple equations. You all remember, don't you? Variables. From the beginning of the year. Review, then we'll be doing something a bit trickier tomorrow. So, tonight we'll see if you can figure it out."

Too easy. I can just daydream through this lesson and not miss anything... I drifted back into my imagination.

"Alexis?" Mr. Thomas asked after a while.

"Alexander Hugo!" I exclaimed, being pulled out of my thoughts again. Several snickers erupted from around the room.

"No, Alexis, I asked what "X" would equal." Mr. Thomas shook his head, choosing to ignore my outburst.

I glanced at the equation on the board. "Four." I answered.

"Very good." Mr. Thomas smiled.

I felt like someone was watching me so I looked to my right.

Finn was staring at me with an interesting expression. I wish I knew what he was thinking... Oh, well. Probably just that I'm a geek and he regrets having to follow me around all day. Better me than Shandy, dude. Better me than any other girl...

The bell rang pulling me from my thoughts again, and we left class. I took another glance at Finn—who still looked deep in thought.

Yeah, at the beginning Clara quotes Doctor Who... XD Her name has nothing to do with that! Just sayin'. ;)

Fun fact: My locker number at school actually is 65. *giggle*

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