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"Why did you move here?" Danny asked as we walked down the hall, I kicked myself mentally, I knew he would ask this eventually.

"Uh…" I was trying to think of something, but I had nothing, so I might as well get on with it, losing my first friend here. "Well, my parents are professional ghost hunters, and they thought that Amity Park would have more ghost action than Bridgeport." I waited for the laughter; the teasing like I got at my other school, but it never came. I took a tentative glance at the boy next to me, and all I saw was pity. I was miffed; I didn't need anyone's pity.

"Wow, that must be hard." He murmured. I looked at him again, to see a sheepish expression on his face, but also a giddy expression. What was his deal? He looked back at me, "My parents are also ghost hunters, so I know what it's like to be teased and picked on." I stared at him for the longest time in astonishment before looking away to see we stopped.

"Why are we stopping here?" I half asked to myself. I kind of knew the answer, but I didn't want to leave yet.

"Well, it's either you go to class, or you get in trouble on your first day. And I don't think your parents would like that." He laughed; Danny had a really nice personality, something that was different.

"Hey Danny, who's that." We both turned to see a medium height, girl with black everything. Black clothes, make-up, and hair, definite Goth. But this must be Sam, because what Goth would hang with a guy with a sunny disposition.

"Oh, hi Sam. This is Danielle or Dani, we met up before English, and so she needed help to get to class." Danny explained. I grinned; I could feel the heat rush to my cheeks in embarrassment.

"Hi, I'm Sam; it's nice to meet you. I guess you have Biology with me." Sam said, smiling. Danny looked at the clock on the wall, and his face got wrought with worry.

"Crap! I'm late for class, see you guys at lunch." Danny babbled as he ran to get to class on time. Sam and I laughed and went inside to the classroom. It was almost full except that there were two seats left, both next to partners. Sam took me up to the desk and went back to her seat. There was a short teacher there; it said on my paper that this was Mr. Palooka.

"Hello, who might you be?" Mr. Palooka asked warmly, I gave him my schedule to him. "Oh, you are Danielle. Welcome to my class, I'm sorry if you don't mind to sit next to Lester. He is sitting behind Samantha. I heard Sam growl in protest, but only because she was in the front row. I giggled; apparently she didn't like her full name. I nodded my thanks and collected my things to sit beside Lester. It didn't matter if I was considered a Loser back at home, I didn't associate with geeks. It might seem really shallow, but that was how I was. I wasn't mean to them I just didn't hang with them or anything.

"Hi, I'm Lester, do you like role playing games?" Okay this boy didn't know how to talk to girls or anything like that.

"I..uh…sorry no." I stammered, Sam looked back to give me a look of sympathy.

'I'm so sorry that you had to have him as a partner, but you seem to handle it just fine." What was she implying, that I had nerds to do my homework or something? It seemed like everyone was getting on my nerves today, I jerked my chin up a fraction of an inch in defiance. Sam must have saw that. "Hey I was joking." I felt myself get hot with embarrassment for the third time that day.

"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost it for a second." I apologized looking away.

"No, it's fine, but do you like Casper so far?" Obviously changing the subject, thank god!

"It's fine, I'm just hoping that the food here is good too." Trivial, this will get a conversation started.

"Eh, it's okay I guess, I don't eat the food here though, because I'm a vegetarian. So I either bring my lunch or eat the choices here. Which isn't much." Sam sighed, I thought about it, I wasn't a veggie, but I loved the fruits and vegetables a lot more than meat.

"You didn't seem like a vegetarian to me; actually you seem very different and unique. Much different than I would think." I said. I was actually getting engrossed in this conversation; I was the most curious person in the world when it came to talking to people about random things.

"You really think so?" She asked.

"Well yeah, you have the kind of personality that draws people near, but when someone sees you as a Goth they try to get away from the allure you have." I explained. But before she could reply to that Mr. Palooka caught our attention and called us up to the front.

"Were you two planning to spend the entire class chit-chatting? It seems like I need to separate you two if you cannot pay attention." He whispered so low and fast, it sounded like he hissed. I flinched, I needed someone to talk to, and apparently I wasn't going to get that.

"I am so sorry Mr. Palooka, I am sure that it won't happen again." I promised. The short teacher looked at me for a moment and nodded. He sent us back to our seats before the bell rang. Sam told me that she was going to take me to my computer class and I was going have to talk to Tucker.

"Do you want to sit with us at lunch?" Sam asked. I turned to her shocked. She was asking me if I wanted to sit with them at lunch.

"Well, sure. I think that is very nice of you. Lunch is after third hour right?" I asked, I still wasn't sure when lunch was.

"Yeah, just have Tucker take you there. Wait, after class we meet up at Danny's locker, so he'll just take you there." Sam said, we stopped in front of the computer lab. I started to go in but Sam grabbed my shoulder and stopped me.

"Huh?" I asked, 'What's going on?"

"Just so you know, Tucker might use cheesy pick-up lines." Sam shook her head. I sighed, how annoying could he be.

"I'm sure he can't be that bad." I reassure her. Sam eyed me incredulously. And then I remembered that she knew him a lot longer. "If he starts anything, I'll reject him, very nicely." Sam laughed. "Okay, I'll bite."

"He is very persistent, I'm warning you." She laughed.

"Okay, so I'll always reject him then." I giggled. I waved her goodbye, and walked inside to live out another class at my new school. There weren't many people in there but I saw an African-American kid with a ridiculously red hat, I forget what it was called, but he waved me over. I was guessing that this was Tucker.

"Hi, Danny called me and told me that you were calling, so I formally introduce myself. Hi, I'm Tucker, Tucker Foley, T.F., as in 'Too Fine'." I snickered, but I saw his face fall.

"Aw, don't be like that. Sam was right though." I giggled. He glowered at me.

"So you did talk to Sam, she ruined my fun." He was pouting; I sat closer to him, in a attempt to console him.

"Then get her back, just don't tell her it was me who told you to." I whispered in his ear. He smiled in response.

"Really, I am just glad that I didn't scare you off, I usually do when I do that." He shrugged. I considered that for a second.

"Would you feel better if you scared me off?" I asked. I was humoring him, just trying to make him feel better.

"No!" He exclaimed, I laughed.

"Okay, but what is the assignment for the class right now?" I asked as I logged into the computer. I was proud of my technological intelligence, I could type at 145 words per minute, so I was bound to excel at this class.

"Just a typing test, to see how fast you can complete it without any mistakes." He shrugged it off; like it was just too easy for him.

"So, how about a little contest?" I suggested. He gave me a look like I was crazy.

"Are you serious? I could kick your butt."

"Are you sure about that? At my old school, I had a 150% in this class because of my speed." I laughed once.

"You are on!" He shook my hand as if it was a bet.

We were racing as fast as we could, stopping occasionally to make sure I didn't make mistakes. Eventually we stopped because class was almost over. But I won, as expected. When we were done, Tucker was pouting, I laughed.

"So, are you ready to accept defeat? And give in to my superiority?" I taunted. He pursed his lips, as in deliberation.

"No! I will never give in to you. I will kick your butt tomorrow." I laughed, "What!" He demanded.

"Tomorrow is Saturday." I reminded him. He sighed, and the bell rang, making us jump in our seats. He stood up.

"Shall I take you to our meeting place?" He asked in a phony English accent.

"I would be insulted if you didn't." I replied in a phony accent as well. He took my arm and he basically drug me off to Danny's locker. I wonder what is in store for during lunch.


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