Cara stared out the window. School was so boring to Cara; it wasn't like she ever learnt anything. Principal Simpson came into the room, he was being followed by someone; a girl. She was fairly pretty; she had dark brown eyes and red curls, which bounced around as she walked. She had pale skin and a light scatter of freckles. She had a little diamond stud in her nose. She was wearing a black, denim skirt and had stockings underneath. Her stockings were ridden with holes and had ladders on the back of her legs. She had on a black singlet, with All Time Low splashed across the front. She had a black scarf too. On her feet were red Converse High-Tops. She was carrying a bag over her shoulder; the bag was covered with badges. One of her hands was holding the strap. Cara could see the girls nails were dark purple and the girl had a silver ring, with a shiny black stone on her index finger. All down her arm was a cascade of silver bracelets, which jingled as she walked.
"Everyone this is Lauren Arnold, please make her welcome," Mr Simpson announced. He left the room and Ms Kwan turned to Lauren.
"Well Lauren would you like to introduce yourself further?" She asked politely. Lauren looked at us all.
"I prefer Lo, that's all," She muttered.
"Well then, Lo, you can take a seat over there near Cara," Ms Kwan told Lo. Lo walked to the seat and dumped her bag.
"What an emo," Dan Moore muttered.
"I know right, did you see her top, it had All Time Low on it, she must be seriously depressed!" His thickhead friend, Oscar Reid snorted. Sam was sitting next to them, he leant over to them.
"You do know that All Time Low is a band from the US, right?" He whispered.
"Shut up you fag," Oscar hissed. Sam rolled his eyes. He'd been putting up with being called names forever. He was always getting called gay, fag, poof or something worse. Cara always felt like an awful friend when people teased Sam.
After class Sam stormed out of the class room. Cara watched him go sadly; she got up to follow him. Ms Kwan stopped her though.
"Cara," she smiled, "I want you to look after Lauren today."
"But Ms Kwan!" Cara groaned.
"I could have given you detention for being late, but I didn't. This is how you will make it up!" Ms Kwan said sternly.
"Great," Cara muttered.
"Lauren, I mean Lo, Cara will be your friend for the day," Ms Kwan beamed at Lo.
"My friend?" Lo said raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, your friend," Ms Kwan confirmed, she then left the classroom.

It was lunchtime; Cara and Sam were sitting at their usual picnic table. Lo was sitting with them. Sam was trying to make conversation with her.
"So you like All Time Low, huh?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, I guess," Lo mumbled.
"What's your favourite song?" Sam asked cheerfully.
"I don't, Lost in Stereo maybe, Therapy, Too Much, Dear Maria Count Me In, maybe, they're all good songs," Lo answered.
"See I'm more of a pop person, you know," Sam persisted.
"Really, I'd never of guessed," Lo muttered.
"I like alternative," Cara put in. "Do you know The Shins?"
"They're all right I guess, you like them obviously, they're a bit weird though," Lo said.
"Yeah but they have good music," Cara thought aloud.
"Caring is Creepy? Know Your Onion? Sleeping Lessons? You really think they're that good?" Lo raised an eyebrow at Cara. Cara crossed her arms; this girl kind of annoyed her.
There was silence for a while, nobody said anything. Lo tucked some of her wild curls behind her ear. Cara noticed she had four piercings in her ear lobe. She had two more up higher on the cartilage. Cara had asked her Mum to get a second piercings in her ear and Manny had said no. Lo had so many piercings in her ear! And she had the nose piecing! Cara was really envious.
"So why'd you move here?" Sam asked Lo.
"My brother got moved to here," Lo told Sam.
"For work?"
"Yeah for work," Lo smiled.
"So you live with your brother, why not your parents?" Cara asked abruptly.
"Have you never heard of someone living with their brother, because their parents didn't want them? Or do you live in a bubble where you think everyone has perfect families, where everyone loves and cares for each other?" Lo glared at Cara. Cara was shocked.
"My family isn't perfect, far from it," Cara whispered.
"Yeah but did you parents send you to live with your brother, because they hated you? Please enlighten me," Lo hissed.
"No but…"
"See not so bad after all," Lo said smugly.
"Were you born to two teenagers? Did your Dad bail on you when you were a toddler? Is your Mum twenty-nine with a fifteen year old?" Cara snapped. Lo stared at Cara.
"Twenty nine, huh, that would've made her like fourteen, right?" Lo said finally.
"Where were you from originally?" Sam butted in trying to change the subject. Lo ignored him, as did Cara.
"Maybe I was wrong, not so perfect, huh?" Lo grimaced. Cara grimaced back.
"Not so perfect," Cara agreed. Lo held out her hand.
"Friends?" She asked with a grin.
"Friends," Cara confirmed, shaking Lo's hand. Lo burst out laughing, and so did Cara. Sam joined in too. The three then just laughed until the bell went. It was a strange world sometimes.