Chapter 4: Assumptions

Kay, it started getting too difficult to write the stories with the accents so dialogue will just be written normally from here on. You can imagine the accents without all the misspellings, write? No, Adam does not talk like that because he's a gangsta who has a thang fo slang. I was trying to portray an English accent, but I believe I may have failed so I'm giving up now ;)

Oh, I've also decided to stop putting the name of the story and the summary at the beginning of every single chapter. I mean if you're reading the 4th chapter, you probably already know what this is about ;P again, thnx for the reviews!

If you have any suggestions or tips on writing please message me (if you can do that, I don't really know) or leave a review! I'm new to the whole writing thing and would love some constructive criticism :D

Gabriel walked over to his seat and put down his bag.

"Hey, Gabriel right?" Peter said.

"Ya," Gabriel said with a smile. He didn't want to let his complete and utter hatred for this guy show.

"Look, I'm really sorry about earlier," He said.

"It was an accident," You're an idiot "It's okay" It's so not okay.

"Look, I'm sure you probably think I'm an idiot right now, but honestly, I'm just kinda new to this whole high school thing, ya know?" Gabriel did know. "I've gone to private school my whole life and this public school thing is just really different," Gabriel understood. He knew what it was like to be different, to stand out. Today alone was proof. Maybe Peter was just like him, lost and misunderstood. He smiled.

"Ya, I know what you mean. I'm not exactly having the best day myself." Peter smiled and opened his mouth to reply, but the bell rang and he was soon swept away in the swarm of impatient teens.

Candice was, of course, the first one out of Biology. She hurriedly opened the door and almost crashed into the short boy whose face was now directly in hers.

"Oh my-" she said jumping back, "You scared me to death!" she screamed

"I am very sorry," said the small Japanese boy, bowing. Candice rolled her eyes.

"If I say it's okay will you leave me alone?" Hiro smiled

"We have next class together! Yata!" He said excitedly.

"Oh my gosh, just kill me now,"

"Is somet'ing wrong?" Candice glared at him

"No Hiro, nothing's wrong. I'm just being followed by a boy from another country who I didn't want to come over in the first place that now, I not only have to see all day at home, but also at school! Nothing's wrong Hiro!" screamed Candice

"Okay good!" Hiro said happily, then turned in the direction of his next class. Candice sighed This is going to be a long year.

The classes slid by as usual until at last the lunch bell rang. A fury of figures shoved their way out of the large class room. Claire waited, not planning on being squished like a bug (no pun to her height). When at last the doorway cleared, she grabbed her bag and exited the room.

On her way to the lunch room, she saw a friend from before.

"Hey," Tracy said.

"Hi!" Claire replied cheerily. Another girl appeared along side of Tracy.

"Okay, so my exchange student is a guy." she said. She looked on the other side of Tracy and saw an unfamiliar face. "Who's she?"

"This is Claire. We share a common Math class," Tracy said with with a smile, that wasn't really a smile or a smirk. It was sort of a half smile; her signiture smile, too complex to describe, so it matched her personality.

"Oh, Mr. Commi? It was fun messing with him last year." The girl said.

"This is Candice," said Tracy. Candice smiled threateningly. The kind of smile that could make your head explode and your heart stop. She was scary and she knew it.

What she didn't know was that Claire was not easily threatened. She just stuck out her chin and smiled back. Candice was impressed, but not happy. Claire was now considered a threat. She looked to Tracy for confirmation, but Tracy just tilted her head as if saying 'No.'

Candice was upset. She didn't like Claire. But whatever Tracy says, goes and if Tracy liked Claire, a freshman, she couldn't be that bad.

Gabriel was wandering through the halls. He was headed for his locker so he could deposit his books and pick up his lunch, when he saw her. The girl. Her blonde hair bounced and her radiant smile seemed to brighten the room. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, and he was struck. Never had he understood why cupid carried a bow and arrow until he felt his heart pierced. Gabriel felt he was in love.

Charlie opened her locker and pulled out her lunch box. When she closed it she saw a boy standing next to her. He smiled.

"Um, are you Charlie?" he asked.

"Ya, you must be my locker partner, Peter right?" Charlie said. Peter was a bit nervous. When he signed up for a locker partner named Charlie, he assumed she would be, well, not a she.

"Yes," he said shaking her hand.

"Well I'm certainly glad that you're not as messy as my last locker partner. I swear there was something living in there that shouldn't have been living." Peter laughed.

"You have a strong accent, where are you from?" he asked

"Oh, I'm from Texas. I just moved here," she said. "so if I had to say someone had a strong accent, I would say it was you." she laughed. Peter liked Charlie, even if she wasn't at all what he had expected.

Brad stood at the corner and waited for Peter to walk in. He was standing with his two cronies, Harrison Peters and Matt Parkman. Brad was planning on destroying the threat. Completely. How dare someone threaten him, and a freshman of all people! Finally, he spied him, walking through the halls, alone. He walked up to him and, before Peter had a chance to react, he pushed him against a wall.

"What were you thinking hitting me with your backpack, huh?" he said. "Don't get into stuff that's none of your busine-"

"Brad?" Brad turned around to see Nathan glaring at him "What are you doing,"

"Nothing," Brad said "Just taking care of some business,"

Nathan began walking towards him "Do you know who exactly you are touching right now?" he said. By now a large crowd was gathering. A fight between the popular football players and the bullies was a rare thing to come across. Brad began to get nervous.

"What are you talking about?" he said.

"Well, there's this odd tradition I have that involves standing up for my younger brother." The crowd began to murmur. "Now I suggest you let go of him right now before things have to get messy," Brad looked from Nathan to Peter. He didn't really see much of a resemblance, but getting in trouble with the most popular and powerful guy at school was never a good thing. He let go of Peter who brushed himself off and walked over to Nathan.

"Thanks," he said. Nathan held Brad's gaze for a moment until he turned and walked off. Then he turned back to Peter and smiled.

"No prob' Pete," he said putting his arm around Peter's shoulder and walking into the lunch room.

Monica watched as the crowd, disappointed from the lack of blood, slowly scattered back to their original groups. She headed towards her table, the popular girls. Taking a seat, she noticed a new girl, someone she hadn't seen before. She must've been something if she got invited to this table so soon. Still, she didn't feel like bringing it up. Surely Candice had already made a scene, or else she wouldn't be looking at her so curiously.

"Hey Monica, what's up?" Lizzie said as she said down. Lizzie and her had been friend since seventh grade. Monica had been lucky enough to become friends with Tracy before highschool, which meant that, even though they were freshman, her and Lizzie could sit at the popular table. Besides, they were sure that they would make it onto the cheerleading squad.

"Agh, some guy started flirting with me in History and now we're stuck together for the rest of the year." Monica said, rolling her eyes and opening her lunch box.

"Fun," Candice said "I can make him back off if you want,"

"No, he's not that bad," said Monica, swinging over and nudging Candice in the arm. If anyone else had done that, they would have been dead, but Candice and Monica were too good of friends.

"So Claire, cheerleading tryouts are next week, aren't you excited!" Lizzie said, a smile spread across her face.

"Oh, yeah." Claire said

"You're trying out aren't you?" Candice asked. Monica could tell she wanted her to say no.

"Ya, I hadn't really thought about it, but sure!" Claire said finally. Candice stared.

"It's not just something you decide to do on a whim Claire," Candice said. She was starting to go into one of those 'rip you apart' stages. You could feel the hatred emanating off of her.

"Well I do," Claire said, dismissing the hateful glower. "And gosh, what is up with the teachers here?"

"Ya, I know! They are just so obnoxious sometimes..."

Monica was impressed, Claire had managed to win an argument with Candice without making her hate her and then change the subject. She could tell Candice was impressed too and figured she probably wouldn't be bothering her anymore.

"Hey Gabe!" Adam walked up to Gabriel as if out of nowhere.

"It's Gabriel," Gabriel said as he walked into the large lunch room.

"Well, not anymore it isn't."

"Yes, it is. It's Gabriel."

"Right, anyway, Gabe, was I was saying earlier, you are in serious need of my help, so,"

"It's Gabriel and I don't want your help."

"So you just wish to continue on your life with a miserable futile existence," Gabriel thought about this for a moment.

"If it means that you'll leave me alone, then yes,"

"Look, I'm going to tell you something. See that boy over there?" Adam pointed to a boy from class , Claude or something. He was standing off alone, looking for somewhere to sit. "Now, he is trying to be nice to the world because he assumes that the world will be nice back, and let me tell you something friend, it's not going to be. One day he's going to find that out the hard way and when he does, all of his long built up anger is going to break out and he will just begin to hate everyone around him."

Gabriel laughed "Okay, so you think I'm going to become a total recluse?"

"No you strike me as the type to bring a gun to school,"

"Oh yes, because I am so threatening."

"You seem like the type of person that the neighbors will one day say 'he was so quiet'"

"Okay, this is completely ridi-" He began to trail off as she enetered the room. He saw her tilt back her head and laugh and the sun glinted off her teeth as if to make them actually sparkle. Adam noticed Gabriel's trance. He laughed

"You're kidding me right? You have a crush on her?" Gabriel snapped himself out of it and turned back to Adam. "Well she's certainly not going to go for you looking like that."

"Okay, you know what? I don't want your 'help.' I can take care of myself. And if it's not bad enough having to see you all day at home, I would prefer you left me alone during school." With that Gabriel turned and headed for the only empty table and sat down.

"Suit yourself," Adam said to the inaudible Gabriel. "It shouldn't take too long for you to change your mind." He then turned to go back to his table.