Chapter Seven.

The next day at school, Colleen was nowhere to be seen, and I was to scared to go look for Tom in the university. So by the time lunch came, I didn't know where to sit. I sat with Colleen at her table, but only because I was with her. I had no idea who anyone else was at that table, so I'd feel just flat out awkward if I sat down there.

My eyes scanned the cafeteria as I shifted my weight to my other foot nervously. I did not want to go sit in the stall with my lunch, but I was beginning to think there was going to be no choice. I couldn't see Cedric anywhere, or James. I was so concerned with whereabouts my sitting place, that I didn't see the perky, shiny make-up'ed blonde that made her way up to me.

"Hey, so you're like, the new girl, right?" She asked suddenly.

I turned to her, surprised that it was Sonya Bernard, the most popular girl in the school (according to Colleen), "I guess, my name's Cambria actually." I gave a hint of a smile. I couldn't believe how low cut her shirt was.

She laughed, "You're funny. I think we can totally be friends."

I forced out a two syllable sounding laughter, "Yeah."

"Come sit at my table." She grabbed my sleeve in a gesture to follow her. "So like, the entire school has been talking about you, did you know that?"

"No, I didn't." I winced, people talking about people was never a good thing.

"Oh don't worry." She giggled, turning to me, "It's all good things."

I sighed in relief, and then we reached the table. There was on seat open, obviously Sonya's.

"Pauline." Sonya said sternly, and it was scary.

Pauline jumped to her feet and faced Sonya. Sonya looked at me, and gestured to the seat that was beside hers. Pauline looked like she was ready to plead, but Sonya's powerful glare made her run away.

"Where's Pauline going to sit?" I asked sadly as I watched the pretty blonde run into the hall.

"That's her problem." Sonya shrugged, then patted the seat for me to sit.

With little hesitation I sat down, then looked around the table.

"So I recruited a new member to our table." Sonya smiled proudly at me, then wrapped her arms around me like we were best friends, "Cambria Tucker. I can tell we're just going to be best friends." She said excitedly.

I gave her a fake smile back, unsure of what to say.

"This is Jack Nelson, Brittney Lemons, Polly Xavier, Harley Leson, and Daniel Nextour." Sonya introduced around the table.

"Where did you get your hair done?" Daniel asked in awe.

I absentmindedly touched a piece of my hair, "My mom does it for me."

"She died it that color?" She asked.

"No, it's natural." I replied confused.

"What about your nails? Who does them?" Harley asked.

I looked at him confused, also unknowingly closing my hands into fist. "They're natural too."

I felt very awkward, and nervous. I thought I was going to answer a question wrong or something, I'm not sure what it mattered to them anyways. Once they were done interrogating me, I was about to start eating in peace. I didn't notice that I was the only girl who had gotten a pizza, and a chocolate bar. I listened to them gossip, and I found it really ironic when one of them went, "Don't tell anyone I told you but", or "I'm not supposed to tell anyone but…" It didn't make much sense to me, why tell people when you're not supposed too? Didn't that take away from the whole meaning of trust. Sonya talked a lot about herself, and how she dated famous people.

After a few minutes, my eyes just happened to catch Tom in the doorway, and as soon as he knew my attention was on him, he waved me over. I turned to the table, relief I had a savoir, "Uhm, I'll be right back. I need to go to my locker." I said, then got up before anyone could object.

I hurried across the cafeteria, "Thank you!" I exclaimed once I had reached Tom, "I was getting really annoyed."

Tom rolled his eyes as we started walking, "I bet, I am a bit surprised you got a spot on Sonya's table, that usually takes a few months, or years. Sonya can be a handful."

I looked at him, "What's your past with her?"

"Well, we dated for one month back in the day, and she is such a drama queen! She's a lot to handle, and she can't control her sexual urges. I mean, even with people that aren't her boyfriends." Tom paused, "Well, she cheated on me, and she still wants to hook up with me. It's ridiculous. She's just needy."

"She sounds like handful." I sighed, blowing the air at my bangs and making them go funny.

"I'm so glad you're normal, er… well, not like the rest at least." He said casually.

I stopped, "Hey, is that an insult?"

He laughed, "If you want it too be."

I laughed, and the my breathing hitched when we walked pasted the office. The wall of the office was all windows, so you could see into it. Or so they could see you. There were three boys at the desk I had gone to my first day here, they weren't in uniforms though. Tom stopped and looked at me confused. For something my breathing caught in my throat, he followed my stare and found the source of my shock.

"Hey it's-"

"THE JONAS BROTHERS!" A girl screamed so shrilly I had to cover my ears.

Before Tom and I could move out of the way, there were thousands of girls surrounding the little wall of windows. Tom and I were nearly pushed up against the glass, and I was ready to start elbow some girls. It annoyed me how some of them were crying, some of them screaming uncontrollably. Tom and I looked at each other with very irritated looks. The three boys turned toward the girls and waved half heartedly, and my eyes meet with Nick's; automatically I glared, and Tom grabbed my arm as we started to fight our way out of the mob of girls.

NICK'S POV.

Not that I didn't like our fans, it was just sometimes they got overwhelming. My brothers and I had to constantly reassure our mom that private schooling was going to be a good experience, but if we returned home, with any evidence of being mobbed by girls, she would surely cancel this idea.

"THE JONAS BROTHERS!" The first girl of many screaming girls screamed.

After the secretary, that smiled against the scowling lines on her face, handed us our schedules, we turned around. We were enrolled into the school, but wouldn't start attending classes until the following Monday, and today was only Thursday. We waved at the screaming fans, and I looked at all of their faces, but I meet eyes with one girl unparticular. Her eyes were a very outstanding hazel, the green was more noticeable then the brown. She was breath taking gorgeous, like an angel without wings. The entire world stood still, and then she sent me a glare that sent chills up my spine, good ones. I smiled to myself and looked down, this might be interesting.

Our body guard helped us out of the office, and we signed some autographs, refused pictures, and we were rushed into our limo.

"So Nick, who's the girl?" Joe asked as we all got settled in.

"What?" I gave him a confused look, "What girl?"

"Yeah little brother, who's the lucky girl?" Kevin punched my arm lightly.

"There's no girl." I breathed, looking out the window.

"Awe come on. No need to keep secretes, we're all brothers here!" Kevin persisted.

"Really, there's no girl."

"But you only have that smile when there's a girl you're crushing on." Joe pointed out.

I just shook my head and looked out the window, refusing to answer any of their questions about the girl whose name I didn't even know. Still her, face was able to appear in my mind time after time. And the glare she gave me, for some odd reason, was the cutest thing I had ever seen.

Cambria's POV.

For the remaining classes of the day, the teacher stressed to treat the Jonas Brothers like we would any other students. We were to reframe from asking for autographs, photos, screaming, fainting, and all those other things fan girls did when ever the oh so great(ly annoying) Jonas Brothers entered the same room.

I rolled my eyes, and sighed as the teacher went on and on about how we should treat the Jonas Brothers.