Landon
Dakota was certainly something didn't meet girls like her randomly in the only was she pretty,she was smart and funny,and talked for a bit in class before the bell rang and then we walked together to her second the tardy bell rang we hugged quickly,my heart flying out of its chest and my blood boiling as her lovely scent hit me.I let go of her and rushed to my was me,lucky me.
I was good at it,no lie but I hated the fact that it was math and history put together.
I walked in and handed the teacher,a Mister Dieguinio,my schedule.
"Welcome ."he said as he pointed to a free seat in the front of the accent was familiar.A Jersey his features reminded me of my God-Father was Italian meaning we'd get along just fine.
I sat down and opened my binder,before looking at the notes that were carefully displayed on the overhead.I started jotting them down and paid close attention as Mister Dieuginio explained them carefully.
He made it interesting,funny,and he finished,I closed my eyes and set my head down on the table before being tapped on the back.
Sitting up I saw a girl,a beautiful girl,with long,brown,wavy hair,deep blue eyes and a pale body,from what I could see,reminded me of an a lacrosse or softball player's body. I stared at her blankly.
"First day and already doing your work."she whispered as she smirked at me.
"Yeah,I have to,its ehh senior year ya know,have to educate myself before I go up to the big leagues."I replied.
"You're my kinda guy."she whispered and I laughed softly before holding out my hand.
"Landon Westfield."I said grinning.
"Tatum Shutz"she said as she took my hand and shook it.
"Where you from kid?"she asked curiously.
"Born in England,moved to America when I was 13,then I moved to New york."I explained with a smile.
"So what are you doing here in California?"she asked.
"My mom wanted a fresh start."I replied.
"Ahhh,I see,well that's should totally hang with me,I'm the coolest chick here."she said with a grin.
"That'd be cool."I said but suddenly Dakota's lunch invite spun into my mind.
"Ermm do you know Dakota-"I began.
"James?"she cut me off with a smirk.
"Yeah."she snorted softly and shook her head."Who here doesn't know her?She a school knows she's gonna be a famous actress someday."she mused.
"Well she invited me to eat lunch with her,I'm sure she wouldn't mind if i brought you."I said with a smirk.
She went wide eyed and her mouth dropped slightly.
"Dude,you are too cool man."she said before slapping my back.I laughed softly and shook my head.
When the bell dismissing second period rang,I stood up and left that clasroom before walking to my third period.
Drama class.
Like I didn't get enough of real life drama back home,now I had a class where we had to act it all out.I sadly walked down to the classroom,handing my schedule to the teacher before walking out to the hallway in hopes of catching Dakota.
Instead of Dakota,I saw Koraline,my eyes followed her closely as she walked and I leaned against the locker,watching her with curiousity.
She didn't seemed like she liked me at all but why?I had no didn't know me,I didn't know her,and my Mother had taught me not to pass judgement until you get to know someone.
So I wasn't going to think anything negatie about her,not until I got to know her.
I continues to watch her and then suddenly,she fell.
When you see someone fall,you help them right?That's was the simple rule for wanting and having good morals.
I saw that Koraline girl fall,she was,as Dakota had told me,Dakota's best friend,and I ran over to help her up.
"You okay?"I asked as I set my hand against her shoulder softly.
She looked half angry,half scared when she saw me and I scrunched my face in confusion.

Koraline

Crap. Crap crap crap crap crap. My head was starting to hurt and my knee was more then likely on the brink of bleeding. I was also feeling my face heat up uncontrollably. "I..." I couldn't even come up with the words. I shrugged off his hand on my shoulder. "Fine. Fine," I finished for myself, trying not to look him in the eyes. "I'll see you 'round." I quickly hurried off toward English class, my face only flushing harder and this time, I was actually watching where I was going. Quickly getting into the classroom, I realized that this was one of those teachers. The really young, really sweet, insanely cute teachers that wanted to get to know all of the kids. This teacher, Mister Dannico, one with shaggy black hair down to the tip of his ears and sparkling blue eyes. He sat on his desk, watching all of us walk in and sit down in the desk arrangement - a circle. And this was the one class I was alone in, all for miss Anti-Christ Sidney and mister air-head jock Will. I sat in between two strangers - one with a peace headband around her forehead and another with thick, bottle-bottom glasses - and the teacher finally got started. "All right, obviously, the desks are in a circle, and it's different, I know, but I want to get to know everyone in this period, so, I want everyone to put everything away, backpacks on the floor, and sit yourselves up tall. We're going to play a game," he said, flashing a smile in my direction, my face flushing slightly pale. He pointed at the girl in the headband right next to me. "Say your first and last name and something about yourself. Go." The girl in the headband's name was Astrid and, who knew, she was an environmentalist. Next to her I didn't catch, she was too quiet. Around the circle, and I only paid attention to a few. Astrid, Gilbert, Fredrick, or Freddie, Carly, Addison, then it came to Sidney. "I'm Sidney Serles and I plan to become a model when I get out of here." All the boys hooted at her, and I couldn't help put put my head in my hand and sigh. Mister Dannico must've heard me, 'cause he turned around, eying me. "Well, what about you, my dear?" he asked me, suddenly everything stopping as I intook a breath. "Begin." He pointed at me.

I let out my breath that felt like I was holding in forever. "Uh, okay. I'm Koraline Wisner, my best friend is Dakota James, and I plan to work as a writer and a voiceover artist after I get out of collage," I said in one long run-on sentence, everyone looking at me with curious eyes, like they wanted to know more. The only ones that didn't look that way were Sidney and Will. The Jock and the Slut, who were, more then likely, doing it together. I shrugged and looked down at my polished desk. "Well, that's big. Let's hope you prove me wrong when I say that that's a lot to cover when it comes to being a junior since this is, after all, English," Mister Dannico replied, slightly smiling at me. I kept looking down, but saw it from the top of my eye. As we started back up the introductions, an office aid walked in with a pass. She handed it to the teacher and walked out, everyone looking to see if it were for them; Sidney got herself halfway up out of the seat before Dannico turned himself and set the pass on my desk, getting a small, quiet scoff out of Anti-Christ. I looked down at it, my mouth gaping, as I found out it was for lunch detention. Hopefully Miss Bajwa didn't forget Nate or Dakota, because I didn't need to be in there alone; I always hated having detention by myself.

We had just gotten done with introductions when the bell for lunch rang; I wasn't ready to deal with quiet again. As a famous singer once sang, "The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth." I sighed, folded up the pass, stuffed it in my pocket, and was on my way back toward math class, soon meeting up with Dakota and Nate, grouping ourselves together.

"So, how was English?" Nate asked, looking over at me. I shrugged. "We all got to introduce ourselves by saying our first and last name and something we wanted people to know about us," I explained, kicking at my shadow. "How was uh, drama class, Dakota?" I asked, looking over at a dreamy-looking Dakota James. She looked at me and smiled a huge smile. "Amazing. We got to introduce ourselves and then we did Romeo and Juliet quoting! Can you believe that Landon can quote Shakespeare?" she gushes, holding her hands to her chest. "He's the sweetest guy in the world. He loves Jonas Brothers and nachos and he can act and..." She waved her hand at her face, fanning herself, making me smirk in total disbelief. "He's perfect, Kora. He really is. I think he's the one for me." I looked up at Nate, who had that dark look in his eyes again. He looked like he was going crazy, a little bit more everytime we started talking about Landon. I wondered how I looked when it came to Landon. I probably looked skeptical, a little hurt, a little jealous, and like I don't really care. "So here goes our lunch," I said sarcastically, and suddenly Dakota grabbed my hand as I reached for the door handle.
"Crap!" she squealed, making both of us look at her. "Lunch date with Landon!" I then remembered why we were in detention in the first place: Landon kept Dakota longer and that meant that he kept all three of us. I really hoped that he had lunch detention also for being late for whatever class he was going to. I scowled and opened the door, not caring that Dakota didn't walk in with us, but turned herself right around and walked away toward the lunch tables where, more then likely, Landon was sitting, waiting expectantly but patiently for dear Dakota. I was ready to pull out the Yoda hairpin from her hair in a fit of rage and hurt and jealousy.

The two of us got into Miss Bajwa's class, realizing that we weren't the only ones here. Jock-strap Will was here, along with Addison from English and a few more strangers. Too many freaking strangers in this school, I swear. Me and Nate took seats right next to each other, feeling a little odd without Dakota; I pulled out my binder and scribbled down the words 'Go to the dance with me?' on a piece of paper, then quickly ripping it out, folding it once, then passing it over to Nate. He had to pull out a pencil, get his reply down, and pass it back to me. 'Sure, I don't see why not. :)'. Not lying, he put the little smiley face there. I smiled to myself and set my head in my hand, a dreamy smile coming over my face, making me think that this detention wouldn't be so bad after all.