WOAH ITS MONDAY. Sorry guys, busy weekend. But here's the story dadadadaaaaa!

"Good morning everyone!" Miss Stuart trilled. In response she got a mumbled groans of "Morning,". Miss Stuart was the youth of a maths teacher and seemed to leave a rainbow of happiness wherever she went, it was horrible. First thing in the morning the last thing any of the students at Coates would need is a loud bubbly personality right up in your face. I was stood in the corner of the classroom awkwardly waiting for the unneeded and cheesy introduction which I dreaded. She turned towards me and bounded up to me, shaking my hand and grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"This class, is our new student…" She announced facing the class once more and practically bouncing on the spot. "Her name is Sarah Clark, and we must make her feel very welcome, if you could just sit at the empty seat over there." She pointed at a seat between two boys, two very good looking boys, and in front of Harrison – Silent victory there- "Next to Caine and Lance." I walked over to the seat whilst giving a small wink to Harrison before turning and sitting down. Almost instantly the small bubble of energy that was my teacher went on about something mathsy, Pythagoras or some rubbish like that, I zoned out instantly and took the time to examine the boys next to me, to the right of me was a boy with floppy blonde hair who was tall and athletic, he reminded me of that guy off of every movie that was the football star and who loved himself a little too much but it didn't matter, because everyone else loved him too. He was propping his head up with his hand and looking like he was going to fall asleep any second. When I looked to my left to take in the other boy's appearance I saw him staring straight back at me, he smirked a little and whispered out to me.

"Hey, I'm Caine, welcome to the school, or, you might say, welcome to this pile of crap."

"Hi," I said with a small school girl giggle… It was the most shameful moment of my life right then. I coughed to try and regain some dignity. "Sarah, thanks, definitely the warmest welcome I've had so far." He chuckled beautifully, but even looking at him I realised this was not a person to trust, maybe it was his snarky smirk or his scruffed up brown hair or just the fact that he had a… glint in his blue eyes that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight, I had to play it cool, he was already a threat and I'd not even spoke to him.

It was funny how first impressions can really put you on the spot, especially when you were in a place like that. You had to act everything out perfectly, and hope everything will go in your favour. Each move made and word said had to be carefully planned out, depending on what kind of impression you're going for. As Caine and I chatted casually in a hushed whisper I made sure that I adapted to his personality, making sure he knew that I was worth having me on his side, I could tell from the way people glanced sideways at him with what seemed like envy, that he was important in the hierarchy in the school, that people may even, fear him, there were a couple of others in the room who gave off the same impression. One a dark haired boy who constantly had his hands balled into fists and seemed to almost have steam coming off of him, looking as if he might jump up and hit the small girl next to him at any given moment. And the second was the girl who sat the other side of Caine, she was beautiful, possibly the most beautiful girl I had ever seen and definitely in the school, hair the colour of a raven which flowed down her back flawlessly, I didn't even know her but she made me feel insecure just looking at her, she was sat straight and every now and then yawning loudly and rolling her eyes at the teacher, showing her obvious boredom.

Miss Stuart was oblivious to the kids in her class, just kept rambling on about maths, unaware of the flying paper aeroplanes which glided from student to student, or the group of heckling girls at the back of the class room. It was odd, not a class room atmosphere that I was used to, but me being me I adapted quickly and relaxed, put my pen down and when Caine turned to talk to the pretty girl the other side of him I swiveled in my seat and grinned at Harrison, he looked at me seriously and gave me a small smile.

"Whats wrong with you?" I chided, sticking my tongue out mockingly.

He didn't seem amused and gave a quick side glance at both the boys next to me, Caine was in deep conversation with the pretty girl, talking in hushed whispers, and the blonde boy still stared into space, half asleep. Harrison looked quite pale compared to the start of the lesson and leaned in. "Sarah, don't mix with the wrong people, Caine is not the sort of person to piss off, he's almost as ruthless as-"

"Class!" Miss Stuart shouted over the ever growing louder class, "Lesson over, now have a stretch and be back in class in 10 minutes!" She grinned and bounced out the room, almost immediately the volume increased as everyone filed out the room after Miss. I was about to go forward when I got tapped on the shoulder from behind,

"Yeah Harri-" I mumbled when turning around, when I saw where the source of the tapping had come from. The angry looking boy was stood there uncomfortably, looking out of his comfort zone. Just like Caine I immediately got a dangerous sense, this was definitely someone you didn't want to mess with…

He looked directly into my eyes and just stood there staring at me.

"Well?" I asked rolling my eyes, trying to be brave. "Anything you'd like, sorry but I don't really have the time to be having a staring contest, have to actually figure out where my friends have got too…"

Once I'd finished saying it I realised that that was a very bad idea, he was obviously shocked, I didn't quite know what he expected, but it definitely wasn't that. His hands balled into fists like they had been during class time and his face turned a shade of beetroot, I didn't know what his problem was, it was almost comical.

"I just wanted to let you know to stay out of my way, I don't like you, I don't know you, and I don't want to know you, if I see you around you are going to dislike it very, very much, you made a bad choice coming to this school, and I suggest you leave now." He spat out every word, but the tone of his voice was almost caution, as if he thought he had to tread carefully, and his eyes had a hint of sadness in them, Once he'd finished what he'd said he turned and stormed out of the room. Leaving me confused and a little distraught, I sat down and got my text book for my next lesson out of my bag, and enjoyed the peace till the bell signalling next lesson sounded.

Sorry it's not too great, i'm waiting till a few more chapters for it to get juicy!