[The Boyfriend]

I woke up the next morning feeling unusually perky and happy. I could feel the happiness radiate off me and I smiled while getting dressed. I pulled on dark blue skinny jeans and a light grey t-shirt. I pulled my pair of converse on and quickly ran a brush through my impossibly straight hair. I grabbed my makeup bag and packed out everything onto a shelf near the mirror in the bathroom, then applied my eyeliner and mascara. I wasn't girly or anything but I loved my makeup.

A knock echoed around my room and I opened the door to find Xavier and Xander standing in the doorway. I side stepped to let them in.

"Hey." I smiled and they looked wide-eyed around my room.

"Oh, this is a cool room." They said together then looked at each other, glaring. I laughed at them and they both smiled at me.

"Ha-ha, thanks." I plopped onto the sofa and sighed at how soft and cushiony it was. But it dipped when two heavy objects fell on top of me.

"Let's go eat breakfast!" One of them cheered.

"Yeah, I'm hungry." The other agreed and pulled me up with him and practically dragged me out of the room, not before grabbing my keys though!

We walked down the hallway of the dorms and into the cafeteria. It was cool how they had a cafeteria connected to the dorms. Xavier and Xander grabbed each about twenty pancakes and put lots of maple syrup and ice cream on. I just went for coco pops. Um, hello? Chocolate cereal, yummy, and coffee. I was just putting my third sugar into the cup when I heard a low whistle.

"Woah, how sweet do you drink your coffee?" I whipped around to find the Aaron Renfree look-alike standing behind me. I smiled.

"Very; four sugars and a lot of milk. No joke, I pour so much in that my coffee isn't hot anymore." I answered and continued making my cuppa Joe. He chuckled and grabbed himself a mug.

"Cold cup of coffee? How do you stand that?" He shook his head and his brown hair fell into his bright blue eyes.

"What? It's good. Have you ever drunk cold coffee?"

He shook his head no.

"Well you should." I heard my name being called and I turned around to find Sarah waving me over. I smiled a bye and walked over to Sarah with my coffee and cereal.

"Well good morning!" I chirped happily, still feeling the unnatural perky feeling.

"Are you a morning person…?" Sarah asked warily.

"Maybe" I grinned and followed her to the table the twins saved for us.

"Ugh, I hope you aren't. I so don't do well in the early hours." She complained and rubbed her eyes to prove her point.

Laughing, I took a spoonful of my chocolate cereal. I saw Xander… or Xavier, I couldn't really tell, reach for my drink and before I could stop him he took a sip of the cold substance. His face scrunched up and his nose wrinkled.

"Ew, your coffee's cold." He whined and pushed the cup away from him. I grinned and took large sips from it.

"Why?" He asked.

"To keep people like you from drinking it." I shrugged but kept a light tone of voice.

"Xavier… why do you take other peoples stuff?" Sarah asked him but then stole my cup and took a quick sip of it, obviously trying to taste it too. Her nose wrinkled too and she stuck her tongue out in disgust.

"Coffee should never, ever, never-ever, be cold Aneria. It's just wrong." I rolled my eyes at her opinion and finished off my cereal.

"Ever." She stated once more. I shrugged once more.

"Everyone is entitled to their own opinions."

She snorted.

A noise by the entrance caught my attention and I saw Mark and Andrew shouting at each other.

"He is so the best." Mark defended someone.

"Are you flippin' serious? He's an idiot." Andrew denied.

"He has the best line ever dude."

"He's fake."

"No, he's not."

"Yes, he is."

"No. He's not."

"Yes. He is."

"No. He. Is. Not." Mark and Andrew almost reached our table.

"Yes. He. Is."

"No. He. Freakin'. Isn't." Mark sat down roughly next to me and Andrew fell in next to him.

"Yes. He. Freakin'. Is!" Andrew shouted at Mark. I just stared at them arguing over something.

"Do they do this a lot?" I whispered to Sarah. She just nodded indifferently and stood up to go get breakfast.

"Dude!" Xander shouted at them. They both turned their heads towards him.

"What?" They asked in unison.

"What on Earth are you talking about?" Xavier asked.

"Arnold Swarchenegger." They said together. Mark with admiration, Andrew with disdain. I stared at them, confusion first took over then I started laughing. They were fighting over Arnold?

"Um, Aneria… what's wrong?" Mark patted my shoulder awkwardly trying to get me to stop laughing. Surprising them I kept a straight face and stared at Andrew.

"Arnold is beast." A grin broke out on Marks face. He sent a 'told-ya' look in Andrews direction.

"Yeah, whatever…" I heard Andrew mutter.

Sarah came back with a bowl of cereal and a glass of milk. A look of realisation just blossomed on her face.

"Guys… where's Wade?" She asked looking around the cafeteria that was now filling up with students. As if the boys just forgot something important, they all looked wide-eyed around the room, eyes searching everywhere.

"I swear… if he's in the library reading instead of eating I'll kill him." Andrew muttered under his breath and stood to go check. I glanced at Sarah quizzically.

"Who's Wade?" I asked while cocking my eyebrow.

"My boyfriend. When I look back yesterday, you never got to meet him." She said with a thoughtful look. "Actually, I never saw him yesterday either. Gosh I'm a bad girlfriend." She put her face in her palm with a shake of her head.

"Well, let's go find him, shall we?" I asked her. She had a smile on her face. Xander, Xavier and Mark were so engrossed in their conversation Sarah and I didn't want to interrupt them.

"Oh, Sarah… where do I put the bowl and mug?" I asked sheepishly. She laughed.

"Just leave it on the table. Each week a grade has clean up duty, sort of like an extra home ec's class. It is grade seven this week, and then it'll be eighth grade, and then ninth, etcetera and so forth." She stated. I made an 'O' shape with my mouth and followed her out of the pretty, glass cafeteria.

We walked down a random hallway and I soon found myself outside. I looked at Sarah and she had a blank expression on her face.

"Now, if I were Wade, where would I be?" She asked herself. I looked at her crazily. She fell onto the grass next to the walkway and put her chin in her palm. "A-ha!" She looked at me and rubbed her hands together.

"To find what is lost, you must become the lost object!" She filled her lungs with air and puffed her chest out trying to look more macho. I smile worked its way onto my mouth as I saw her frown and trying (but failing) to impersonate a males voice.

"Hi, I'm Wade." She grumbled deeply with her chin jutted forward. I snorted with laughter. She looked like an overly confident chicken.

"I must say… you make a very attractive rooster Sarah." A smooth voice came from behind me and I saw Sarah's eye lighten up.

"Wade! I was trying to look like you." She smiled and lunged out to hug him. He chuckled and wrapped two muscled arms around her waist.

"And why were you trying to look like me…?" He trailed off.

"To find you, of course." She said it as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Where were you yesterday?"

He fidgeted around as though he was guilty but he had a small smile in his purple eyes.

… Purple?

"I was busy. And no, I can't tell you because it's a secret." He cut her off before she could say anything. I was still caught up on his eyes being purple.

"You… you- Woah, you have purple eyes." I voiced my thoughts. I squinted up at him. He seemed to notice me for the first time as he had a look of shock crossing over his features.

"Um, Hello? Sarah, who's this?" He asked the blonde that looked incredibly tiny standing next to Wade.

"Wade, this is my new friend Aneria. She just transferred here yesterday. Although you would've known that if you weren't busy." She stuck her lower lip out in a pretty convincing pout. You could see his eyes waver at the sign of her puppy-dog face, but he composed himself pretty quickly.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Aneria. I'm Wade Howel." He greeted and shook my hand. I smiled politely.

"It was nice meeting you too, but I should probably start getting to know my way around this place seeing as the new week starts tomorrow." I waved goodbye and turned around, leaving Sarah and purple-eyed Wade to do whatever they wanted to do.

I walked around in random directions seeing park benches and small raised platforms with outside tables and chairs on the neatly mowed and gardened grass. Trees provided shade and a relaxing view anywhere you looked; going to this school may not be that bad. A flash of bright red caught my eye and I dove behind a nearby rose bush, almost crying out in pain when a thorn pricked my skin and small drops of crimson blood fell out.

Jessica was walking briskly with a book clutched to her chest. She held a deep frown on her face, her brown eyes held anger that I noticed; even from this distance.

"Go away." She muttered tiredly. I noticed my brother was still trailing after her.

"Please stop Jess, listen to me. At least hear what I've got to s-" Jessica cut Aaron off by turning around sharply.

"No Aaron! I will not hear you out. You've hurt me enough. You're a douche and a half. Leave me alone." She talked forcefully and her glare intensity doubled.

When my brother said nothing, she turned on her heel and walked away; red hair bouncing in the sun. My brother fell onto the bench that was so conveniently placed in front of the bush that concealed me. I have never seen him like this; I didn't even know he dated a girl called Jessica before I met her. I heard him sigh.

"A, I know you're there. It's getting hard to think when I have your thoughts raiding my mind." He muttered and stretched out on the bench. I stood up slowly but cursed when my finger hooked on another thorn. I sucked on the sore finger and sat down next to my brother. After a few moments of silence, I could easily say I wasn't so happy now. I felt the same saddened emotion as my brother.

"Hey, A, you're a girl."

"Oh my gosh, really? I never noticed." I rolled my eyes and he gave me a blank stare, which I sheepishly grinned too.

"What I meant was… you know how a girl thinks, right?"

"Well, I guess so. I mean, girls sometimes think a like b-"

"Listen, you know I'm not good with this whole feelings crap so just listen for a second then you can laugh and taunt me." He cut me off.

"I actually liked this girl, Jessica, but then we moved here to Earth and I had to break up with her. It's not like I can get the next portal back to Lorin and say 'Hey there Jess! Sorry I haven't spoken to you in a while or informed you of this but, hey! I moved' with thumbs up and expect her to be okay with it. So I had to do it over a text message. You get what I mean right?" He basically just spilled out a lot of information and I wasn't really listening. I still had to get over the shock that my brother, who has a hell of a lot of pride, came to me for advice. I saw him scrutinise my shocked expression and ran a hand through his messy hair. He shook his head and stood up.

"Whatever, forget, just forget I said anything. Never meant too." He walked off with his hands tucked into his jeans. "What was I thinking speaking to a girl…?" He said it to himself yet I just heard it.

The sun was now at its highest peak and I was still on the bench. I could feel my skin burning although a cool breeze was blowing through the area.

"May I join you?" I jumped at the voice. But I instantly recognised it. It was the familiar stranger. I smiled up at him and he took a seat next to me.

"I never got your name." Was all he said and he looked at me expectantly. I smirked at him.

"And I never got yours either."

"Touché"

A silence settled over us but it wasn't uncomfortable or awkward, it was just a silence that would settle over two people when they were deep in thought.

"Aneria" "Mitch"

We both said our names at the exact same time. I smiled at him and he gave me a lopsided smile showing a dimple.

"Aneria, that's an interesting name." He said and I hoped it was a compliment.

"Mitch is a pretty cool name too." I smiled and he smiled back.

"So, where did you live before transferring here?" He asked casually.

"LA" I answered shortly then my eyes flickered towards him, "you?"

"London." He smirked. I gaped. He lived in London? This guy keeps getting better; I'm a sucker for guys with British accents.

"C-cool, I've never been too London." I mentally cringed when I stuttered. He smirked at me.

"Maybe I could take you sometime…?" He lowered his voice to a husky whisper. Woah, he's moving fast.

"Ha-ha, yeah, maybe." I answered shaking it off with a laugh. He glanced at his watch and jumped up with a panicked expression.

"Crap, I'm late. Bye Aneria. I'll see you around." He gave me another trademark smirk (that I was beginning to fall in love with) and ran off into one of the building on the opposite side of campus. I know because my eyes were glued to him the whole way there.

"Bye" I whispered and leant my head back against the warm wood of the bench.

I stared there for the rest of the day, just enjoying the suns warm rays, wishing I could get a tan. I stayed there until the rain came. I knew ten whole minutes before it started, I could always tell. I groaned at the weather. But then realisation hit me. We are in the middle of a desert… Why the Hell is it raining? Midday and in the middle of summer might I add.

I ran to a nearby building and stood under the archways as I noticed the rain clouds in the far distance. I turned around a bumped into something. This something grabbed my arms and I felt another presence. My eyes were covered and I felt a palm wrap around my forearm. I felt dizzy, as though that palm was sucking the life out of me and I felt the overwhelming feeling of fainting. I passed out just when the dizziness became too much.

*Gasp*! Who grabbed her? C: You'll have to read the next chapter to find out!... :D R&R