It wasn't that Harley Mars didn't feel loved, it was just that her mom loved her job more and at times it seemed to her she didn't even make an effort to hide it.

Recently Veronica had been offered a position inside the FBI that would make her travel the world and without putting much thought in it she shipped Harley off to Neptune to live with Grandpa Keith.

Although she put on a broody face, Harley was happy to spend time with someone who gave her attention. Someone who actually cared about how school went, or about what Harley felt like having for dinner, or if she had a crush on some boy. Someone like her grandpa.

"So, Harls, I enrolled you at Neptune High. You'll start next week." Grandpa Keith told her while they ate Lasagna. "Now, I know it's probably not the latest fashion or 'cool' but I still have your mom's old LeBaron. A friend of mine has fixed it up so if you want you can use that while you're here." Harley smiled at him.

"Thanks grandpa...the LeBaron will be more than fine."

"And if you want on some afternoons you can come work at the office, I would pay you so you could have money for the movies or whatever your kids do these days."

"Well I think I'll pass, I don't really have the spy gene in me, but thanks for the offer." Keith laughed softly.

"That's fine sweetheart, I'm actually relieved that you're not a future spy. So what do you like doing?"

"I like sports. I used to play soccer back home, I also did theater."

"Theater? What did your mom think of that?" Keith asked smiling.

"She wasn't so happy but you know better than me that she doesn't really care about what I do."

Nick Walford knew girls loved him. They loved the way he would speed in the parking lot with his yellow Ferrari, they loved the fact he smoked, they loved that he always got detention for being rude to professors, they loved the fact he was rich and famous, they loved the fact he was year behind in school and they loved the way he used them and never called them again.

However, there were always exceptions.

As Nick was driving his car towards his parking spot (everyone in school knew that was his spot) an old looking LeBaron cut off his way and stole the spot. He stopped the car and walked towards the driver who had the courage to disrespect him.

"Hey! That's my spot!" He yelled towards the car walking to the driver's side. A blond girl with aviator sunglasses turned to look at him. She pulled her sunglasses to the top of her head showing a pair of magnifying blue eyes and an arched eyebrow.

"Really? Can't really read the sign 'reserved' anywhere." She said with a hint of cockiness. She turned off the engine and jumped out of the car almost stepping on Nick's feet.

"Do you have any idea of who I am?" He asked crossing his arms. She looked at him up and down and turned around to grab her school bag and pull the hood over her car. As she bent Nick couldn't help but notice how hot her body was even though she was as tall as a fifth grader. "I asked you a question."

She turned around to face him. "Oh, right. Well no, I have no idea of who you are...and I must say I don't care." She made sure her car was locked and walked off yelling a 'See ya!'.

Nick watched her leave. She carried herself with much confidence and seemed like a really tough chick. She had on tight black leather pants that hugged her curvaceous hips and backside, a white t-shirt and black combat boots. Her hair was long, blond and unruly. There was something about her that drove him crazy.

During her English class Harley made friends with a girl named Laura Wellington. She was funny with brown hair even more unruly than Harley's. At lunch Laurie offered her to sit with her and her friends. Haley, Georgia, Maisie, David, Rob and Lenny.

Maisie and David were twins, Rob was Haley's very very good looking cousin, she was dating David and Georgia and Lenny were a couple.

"Ok, let me explain to you how Neptune works. Cliques are divided by where you live, those over there," Georgia pointed to a group of Mexican bikers. "are the PCHers, they live close to the PCH bridge. They're pushers and bikers, you don't wanna mess with them." Georgina nodded towards a guy full of tattoos. "That's their leader, Thiago Navarro."

"Those other ones," continued Lenny, pointing to a table full of kids laughing where Harley could see the asshole she met that morning. "are the 09ers, they're from the rich part of town. They think they're the shits and are complete snobs. That shithead over there is their leader Nick Walford and the girl next to him is Rachel Hughes, his girlfriend." Harley identified Nick Walford as the famous jackass. Nick turned around and his eyes met hers. The stared at each other for a few minutes before Harley turned back to look at Lenny.

"Laura lives in the 08 district, which is only a little less up market than the 09ers'. Rob and Haley live downtown, Maisie, David, Lenny and I live in the 02 district." Continued Georgia.

"Where do you live?" Asked Haley.

"Sunset Cliffs, I think it's in the 02 district."

"Ooh! That's pretty much down the road from my house! It's also close to Lenny's and Gigi's apartment." Maisie told Harley. "We can all hang out together!"

In the past six hours Nick Walford tried to find out all he could about the girl in the LeBaron. So far he'd found out that her name was Harley Mars, she was from Washington and was living with her grandfather, Keith Mars.

Most kids were talking about the scene between her and Nick, she was being idolised by most of the losers in school. They looked at him as if he wasn't so 'invincible' anymore.

He observed her when she walked into the lunch quad, as she sat with Laura, Gigi and all those other weird freaks, he noticed her blue eyes staring at him. After a few seconds (that seemed like an eternity) Harley raised both eyebrows and gave Nick a 'you're such a loser' kind of look.

In that moment he decided he was going to give Miss Harley Mars a real Neptune welcome.