I sit down in homeroom next to Becca." How was your weekend?" She's playing with her long black hair that is down. When she asks this question she looks at me with her hazel eyes." Meh. Mom's friend's nephew arrived on Saturday, but other than that I didn't do much. You?" I can tell she's trying to hold in a smile, but her full lips part and she's beaming." I got my dress! It's gorgeous." I smile. Ms. Black starts to talk so I shut my mouth. Half way into the class the door to the hall opens. " Class, we have a new student till the end of the year. This is Benedict." " Bloody hell," I mumble putting my hands on my face." Who the hell is that? He's fucking gorgeous!" I peek through my hands at Becca." That would be my bloody house guest." She gives me a look that reads " No way!" When I look up Ben is looking right at me. " Shit." " Benedict you can take a seat where ever you like." " Please call me Ben." All the girls in the room, including my teacher, melt. Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. He's walking towards me. Why?! The seat next to me is empty so he sits." Hey Elle." He flashes me a smile and I see Taylor give me a bitchy look." Ben." " Now Ben, would you like to tell us a little bit about yourself?" " My name is…. Well I'll let Elle tell you that." Every one looks at me, some with curiosity others with jealousy." Seriously," I mumble. " Full name then? Well, it's Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch." I say it with as much sass as I can muster. Ben smiles at me and then continues. " I'm From Britain. I'm staying with Elle and her mom. Well, mostly Elle." I groan when he says this, but he keeps talking." I like to act and that's pretty much it." " Thank you Ben. Now let's proceed in our lessons, shall we?"

The halls are crowded when I leave sixth period for lunch." Elle!" I turn to see Ben jogging to me." Hey!" He's by my side now. " Question. Can I sit with you at lunch?" " Of course. Just gonna warn you that me and my friends can be kind of weird." He laughs loudly." You know, I love your British accent." " You have one too." " Yeah, but your adorably with it." My face is probably beet red, but I laugh." Ben!" Taylor comes running towards him." Bloody hell." Ben looks at me and mumbles, " Who's she?" I squint for a minute like I'm thinking and then say, " She's the bitch of the west, and a slut. Oh, and she HATES me." " How could someone hate you?" I roll my eyes. When I stop she's standing right next to me." Hey Ben. I was just wondering if I could talk to you?" " I'm on my way to lunch, but we can talk later." Ben obviously doesn't want to talk to her." It will only take a minute." " I don't know." She stops smiling for a minute but starts to glow with an idea. I already know what's coming because I've seen her do this more than once." Oops!" She drops her bag on the ground and a few lip glosses and hundred dollar bills slide out. Taylor bends over to pick her things up and flashes Ben a good amount of her cleavage I bend down and help her. Ben doesn't seem interested in her cleavage but he is interested in mine." You are such a fucking bitch and a slut," Taylor says under her breath." Ha! Yeah, I'm the slut. It's not like I shagged at least twelve boys in the last month. What is it with you? I'm not the one that goes around snogging any boy I can." She glares at me for a minute before she says," I will shag, is that what your stupid homeland says? Ben before you get a fucking chance." I can't help but roll my eyes at her statement." I'm sure you will. It's not like he's looking down my shirt or anything." Taylor looks like she's going to explode when she finally stands up." I'll be in the cafeteria if you need me or anything Ben." I smile at him and then hug Taylor. " What would he need you for?" " Maybe he needs me to snog him, bitch. Now run along and go play with your toys." We release each other from our tight grips. I walk away from that bitch and Ben. I don't look back.