"Hey" Peter smiled as he walked into the Sunnydale High School Library and saw Anne. His smile quickly faded when he saw that she had been crying. "What's wrong?"

"The entire school hates me. I'm the last person in a long line of my family to go to this school and they treat me like I don't belong, just because I lived in L.A." Anne sighed. "I didn't expect to be the most popular girl at school, but I thought at least a few people would be civil to me."

"Give them time. Your family is an icon at this place and that's why they're scared of you. They don't know where you'll fit in, but they know that you'll take over whatever group you join. They feel like their place at the school is in jeopardy."

"They think they're on a game show?" Anne giggled, "Sorry, it's just been kind of a rough day and I needed to crack a joke."

"Well now that you're feeling better, I need to get the book I was looking for and head to fourth period." Peter said getting up.

"Hey, since we seem to keep bumping into each other. Mind telling me your name?" Anne asked.

"Peter," He exclaimed a little too loudly. "It's Peter," he said softly. Anne then proceeded to crack into a hysterical fit of laughter. "What's so funny about my name?"

"Anne and Peter, Diary of Anne Frank, Two Jewish children hiding from the Nazis in occupied Holland share their first kiss." Anne explained.

"That's kind of nice. Did they stay together?" Peter asked.

"No. They would have, but they were captured and died at separate concentration camps. Anne's father Otto found her diary and had it published after her death to honor her life."

"That's lovely. Hey, have you thought of doing that for your parents?" Peter asked. "Writing a story about them I mean. It just might help with the healing process and give you something to focus on besides fitting in at a new school."

"Thanks Peter. You've really helped make this day a lot better."

"Well save me a dance on Friday and we'll call it even."

"See you Friday," Anne smiled as Peter left. Maybe this school wasn't going to be so bad after all.