Yay, new update! for what Will looks like, Soleil's natural curly hair and Soleil's outfit are all on my profile! Enjoy!

The next morning, I woke up to the sounds of The Weeknd serenading me with his voice. I groaned and reached over to slide the bar on my phone to silence it. I laid there for at least another five minutes before sitting up and wiping my eyes. Yawning, I got out of bed and put on my slippers to walk into the bathroom and get cleaned up. I wiped my face and used cleanser, brushed my teeth and re-did my puff before going back out to pick out my outfit for the day. I ended up picking out a black blazer that was studded down the middle, a salmon flowing tank top, jeans, and my black boots. I looked pretty damn good too, as usual.

Checking my watch, I saw that it was 8 o'clock and I needed to get downstairs if I wanted to get to school on time. I grabbed my phone and my backpack and walked downstairs to see Jazmine eating a bowl of cereal and drinking orange juice. "Morning," I said simply. She ignored me and continued to eat. I shrugged and went on to make a piece of toast and pour a glass of juice for myself.

"So, how are we getting to school?" Once again, I was ignored.

"Never mind then, I guess I'll just go ask Huey about it." That got her to stop chewing and look up at me. "Don't you dare. These are my friends and you can't just swoop in here and try to take them."

"Jazmine, Jazmine, Jazmine, haven't you realized that I don't want your little friends? I didn't come here to make friends and I don't plan on it. Granted, it might just turn out that I make them, but rest assured I don't plan on it." I finished my juice and left her there in the kitchen to walk across the street to the Freeman residence.

I rang the doorbell and waited patiently for someone to answer it. Riley opened the door looking as if he just rolled out of the bed. "Uh, Riley, you do know that school starts in like 20 minutes right?"

"What? What time is it?"

"It's 8:10, did Huey let you oversleep?"

"Yeah, that gay ass nigga. Well, what are you doing here, Red?"

"I came to see how Jazmine was getting to school. I don't want to have to ride the bus again, so whatever she's doing, I'm doing." He sucked his teeth and waved at me dismissively.

"You ain't have to catch the bus yesterday, Huey was gone let you catch a ride, girl. You just stormed off before anybody could say somethin'." I rolled my eyes and shifted my weight to my right side. "So, there's room for me today?" "Yeah Red, come in." He opened the door to let me in and I followed suit, looking around the house, it was pretty nice.

"You can just sit here in the living room. Huey should be down soon."

Nodding, I took a seat on the couch and looked around the room. There were pictures of Riley and Huey when they were younger, pictures of their grandfather and a woman who I presumed to be their grandmother, and a picture of Huey, Riley and I believe their parents. I wonder what happened to them, did their parents send them away as well? Probably not, that's just the way my stupid parents deal with their problems. I heard someone clear their throat and I saw Huey standing there looking at me with a slight scowl.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, harshly. "I need a ride to school."

"What makes you think that I'm going to give you one?" My eyes flashed and I looked up at him. "Simply because I said so."

"Sucks for you then, because you're not allowed anywhere near my car."

I raised an eyebrow at him and slightly frowned. "Why is that?"

He didn't answer, he just continued to scowl at me, so I sighed and got up, walking out of the house. When I opened the door, Jazmine was standing there with a sneaky smirk on her face. "Have fun walking, bitch."

Don't stoop to her level, Soleil. You're better than that.

I said nothing and walked passed her to begin my journey to the school. This was such a drag, I wish I had my car. On my way to school, they rode past me and had the nerve to honk and laugh, making my anger boil. How dare they? I don't like to be laughed at, never have and never will. I finally arrived to school, fifteen minutes late and sweaty. I had a permanent glare on my face as I walked into English. There was an open seat next to Will and I sat down. I refused to sit anywhere near Huey and his stupid ego. Will turned to me when I sat down and smiled at me. I continued to stare forward, ignoring his existence.

"Hey, uh, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing that concerns you."

He shrugged and turned his attention back to the teacher. Well, at least he knows not to keep pressing the issue. Class dragged on, and when the bell rang, I all but ran out of the room. What am I doing? It's not like me to run away from something. I sound like my parents. I walked into Art 2D-3D calm and collected and sat down in an empty seat. No one was here yet, so I just put my head down and waited for the class to fill up. I went through class avoiding Riley as well and went on molding my clay vase. Lunch rolled around and I waited in line for lunch. More than likely, it's nothing that I'm going to eat, but might as well get something to nibble on. Turns out it was chicken fingers and curly fries, something that I would actually eat.

I took my food outside to eat. As I was eating, I heard the sound of leaves crunching under someone's shoes. "Hey, you look awful lonely out here,"Will's country drawl called out to me. Sighing, I turned to look at him.

"Why are you following me?"

"I'm not following you, I just happen to end up being in the same places that you are."

"Also known as following." He chuckled and tossed his hair out of his face. "Call it what you want, I'm not following you." I shook my head and ate another fry. He stole a few fries off of my plate and I scowled at him. "What? I didn't get lunch today." "That sounds like a personal problem to me." He smirked and stole a chicken finger and I slapped it out of his hand.

"Now look what you did, now nobody can eat it."

"As long as you're not the one eating it, I don't care."

"Why are you so bitter, Soleil?"

"I'm not bitter, quite the opposite. I'm a really happy person on the inside, I just hate everything about this place. I want to go back home."

"Where are you from? You can't possibly hate everything here. What about me?"

"What about you? I'm from Santa Monica, California."

"Oh, so you're a little rich girl, huh?"

"My family has some money, yes, but don't call me a rich girl." He held his hands up in defense. "Sorry, your highness. Well, I'm from Fairhope, Alabama, moved here about six months ago. I hated it here too when I first moved, but I've gotten over it. It's a pretty cool place."

"If you say so, doesn't change how I feel about this place. Everyone here is flaw, can't trust anyone, not even family."

"Well, I'll prove you wrong. You can trust me. Come on." He grabbed my hands and my eye twitched, but I allowed him to pull me up. "Where are we going?"

"We're blowing off school and I'm going to show you some of the fun things to do around here." "Do you have a car?"

"Yeah, she's my baby. She's a 1979 Chevy SS, cherry red."

"That's one of my favorite cars. I have a 1976 Chevy Camaro, dark blue. My brother and I restored her about two years ago and she's been my faithful companion."

"Where is it? I'd love to see it." "It's back in California, I'm not sure if my parents are going to send her or not. We don't exactly see eye to eye."

"Is that why you're here, to get away from them?"

"It's something like that. They sent me here to get away from me." He scrunched his face up in confusion.

"What did you do for them to send you all the way across the country?"

"Absolutely nothing, which is why they sent me. The way my parents work is that they lay out a plan for you and they expect you to follow that plan. My parents want me to be a lawyer or a master chef like they are and go to UCLA like they did. They wanted me to take up tennis and horse back riding, you know activities to do at the Club, but I refused. I took Tae Kwon Do and gymnastics, and I want to go to art school after high school. It's completely against what they want for me and since they couldn't force me to do anything against my will, they did the only thing they could to get rid of the problem: send me away. I have an older brother that's going to school at UCLA to be a neurosurgeon, but he just sits around smoking weed and getting drunk. I promised that I wouldn't say anything about it though, so they still believe that he's being a good boy. I really want my car though, so I guess I'll have to pull a few strings and work around them."

"Wow, tough life. Well, you can ride with me until you find a way to get your car here...if you want," he added, shyly. He was adorable.

"Yeah, I just might take you up on that offer. Huey and my cousin, Jazmine are little bitches, so I don't even want to be bothered with them."

"Let me tell you what I know about Huey Freeman, he's an asshole, that is all." I actually laughed a genuine laugh at that.

"So I've discovered this morning. Well, he doesn't have to worry about me anymore. So, where are we going?"

"I'm going to take you skating."

"Roller skating? I think not." "You don't like to roller skate?"

"...I don't know how."

"Great, then I can teach you!" He pulled me around to the front of the school to the parking lot and to a beautiful red classic car. My mouth nearly watered at the sight. "You're going to have fun, trust me." I nodded and got in, relaxing into the leather seat. He turned on the stereo and the sounds of Nirvana floated through the car.

The ride to the roller rink didn't take that long from the school and even though it was the middle of the day, there were still a lot of cars here. He got out of the car and ran around to open mine before I could even reach for the door handle. I was a little stunned, but it subsided quickly. I got out of the car and followed him inside of the large building, the loud old school music reaching my ears quickly. He lead me over to the counter and asked for two pairs of skates and admission. He paid, much to my distaste, and went over to the skate window.

"Can I have a size eleven and a size..." "Five. "...a size five, please?"

"Sure bro, coming right up." The guy behind the counter went to retrieve the skates and I took the time to observe the area around us. There were a lot of older people skating, so it must've been senior day. They were dancing while they skated and skating backwards, it was amazing. Will broke me out of my trance and handed me the pair of white skates, before leading me to a bench to change. I slipped them on and tried standing, almost falling, but caught my balance. Will grabbed my hand and slowly walked me to the rink, pulling me on the slick wooden floor.

"Just focus on me, I'm going to pull you, okay?" I nodded and let him slowly pull me around the rink. I bobbed my head to the beat of Afrika Bambaataa's 'Looking for the perfect beat.'

"All you have to do is move your feet out, just like if you were pretending to skate. If you want to turn around the curve, you just slide your right foot out while your left foot continues left, yeah just like that. If it helps you, you can bend your knees, if might help you to keep your balance. There, now you got it. Ready to let me go?"

"I can try, I guess."

He left go off my hand and I smiled because I was doing it, I was roller skating, something that I'd never been able to do. "Wow, this is great. I might have to come and-" I fell due to putting too much weight on the back of my heels. Will laughed and bent down to help me up.

"Well, you were doing great, babe." I stopped and looked at him, he was blushing.

"Sorry, it slipped." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Um, it's fine." I started skating again and he caught up to me. "So, after this do you want me to take you home?"

"Yeah, I have some things that I need to take care of, you know, concerning my car." He nodded and turned around so that he was skating backwards. I wanted to learn how to do that, but I had to make sure that I could stay upright while skating first. We continued skating and I actually had a lot of smiled. I hadn't laughed and smiled that much in a long time. We returned our skates and walked back out to his car; he opened the door for me again and I sat down. I gave him directions to my aunt and uncle's home and he pulled into the driveway.

"Thanks for today, it was something that I really needed."

"It seems to me that all you needed was a friend that wouldn't screw you over." I thought about what he said and smiled.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll see you later, Will."

"Bye Soleil." I waved and walked into the house, Jazmine sitting in the living room watching some stupid reality show.

"I didn't see you in school, did you skip?"

"Maybe, maybe not, not that it's any of your concern."

"Whatever, you were probably out being a whore anyway." My hands balled into fists, but I took a deep breath and continued walking upstairs.

She was really starting to get on my damn nerves.