~*~*A/N: Chapter numero dos brought to you by Jess.*~*~
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A brown-haired girl stood at the cross-section of two hallways in Roswell High School. She watched the students walk by, chatting with friends or hanging by their lockers. She looked to the side and read the locker numbers: 423, 424...almost there. Across the hall in front of her she saw a boy with dark hair talking to a blonde girl of about the same age. There. Locker 410.
Adjusting her glasses up the bridge of her nose, she walked up to her locker. She spun the dial and entered her combination, putting away a few extra books from her messenger backpack, leaving out a packet of papers.
"'Cuse me." the brown-haired girl said tapping the boy on the shoulder, "Do you know where homeroom 341 is?"
He read the packet of papers she held up saying Roswell High Schedule written across. I noticed the name read "Jodi Harvey."
"Down that way," he said, gesturing to the way he was facing, "then down the hall on the right. It's one of the science rooms, I think."
Jodi looked down the way he was pointing, past the people, where the two hallways connected.
"Thanks." Jodi said, giving a slight smile back to the boy. She turned and left for her homeroom.
The boy turned back to the blonde-haired girl still at her locker.
"Who was she, Max?" the girl said, brushing her fingers through her hair, looking at the mirror in her locker.
"I'm not sure. She had a schedule and it said Jodi Harvey. Homeroom 341- that's Michael's homeroom." Max said, warily looking at the brown-haired girl walking down the hall as she met up with another girl. The second girl had red hair, unlike Jodi, which was much longer than hers.
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"I bet she's the one that took your parking spot," Maria DeLuca discussed with Max, Isabel, and Michael, "a new girl, a new car."
The four of them sat around a table outside during their lunch period.
"Like she did it on purpose, Maria." Isabel explained, "And the girl with the glasses has a locker next to Max. He said her name was Jodi."
"I'm going to go look for Liz. I don't care about the new girl- or girls- that much." Maria said, picking up her backpack and leaving the table. "Ciao."
"What's the matter with you?" Michael asked, darting a glance in Max's direction.
"Nothing." Max sighed and then gave a quick shrugged, "Nothing, I guess."
Max stood up, grabbing his bookbag and tossing his lunch into the trash. Michael and Isabel shared a look but chose to follow him, walking past their peers back into the school.
"Isabel, hey." A familiar voice called out. Isabel turned around and saw Alex Whitman.
"Oh, hey Alex." Isabel said, not making direct eye contact with him.
"I was, uh, wondering if you wanted to come watch my band this evening; you could hear some of our songs. If you wanted," Alex asked, flashing a cute smile at her, "But you don't have to...only if you are available...."
"You know what, Alex? Thanks for the offer but..." Isabel said, looking toward the ground, twisting her hair around her finger.
"That's fine. I underst---"
"I'll be at your house at seven."
"That's great, Isabel. I'll..see you at seven." Relieved, Alex gave her a huge smiled in return. Isabel turned around and made her way back into the school to meet up with Max and Michael.
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"The other kids in school know who has what spot by now," Maria said, tailgating a Jodi down the hallway, "After all, it is December. Well, besides, I've never seen you- or your car in that regard- before; not that I really care; but you shouldn't--no, can't just take someone's parking spot without asking, or knowing whose it is."
Jodi turned around abruptly, Maria ramming directly into her.
"Do you always talk this much?" Jodi remarked, fixing her wavy, light brown hair after been hassled.
"Actu---"
Cutting Maria off, Michael approached the two of them stopped in front of his locker. He stood next to Maria, looking at Jodi.
"Never trust a blonde." Jodi sighed, exchanging glances with Michael. Giving him a tilted smile, she said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure we don't park there again."
After that, she turned and left, leaving Maria and Michael alone. They both looked at each other, trading sarcastic faces.
"I won't ask." Michael said, turning to wander the halls before the bell rang.
"Good." Said Maria, turning the opposite way, making the way to her locker before her next class. As she turned down the hallway, she noticed a long, red-haired girl going through a locker a few away from her own.
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~*~*A/N: Take it away, De!*~*~
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A brown-haired girl stood at the cross-section of two hallways in Roswell High School. She watched the students walk by, chatting with friends or hanging by their lockers. She looked to the side and read the locker numbers: 423, 424...almost there. Across the hall in front of her she saw a boy with dark hair talking to a blonde girl of about the same age. There. Locker 410.
Adjusting her glasses up the bridge of her nose, she walked up to her locker. She spun the dial and entered her combination, putting away a few extra books from her messenger backpack, leaving out a packet of papers.
"'Cuse me." the brown-haired girl said tapping the boy on the shoulder, "Do you know where homeroom 341 is?"
He read the packet of papers she held up saying Roswell High Schedule written across. I noticed the name read "Jodi Harvey."
"Down that way," he said, gesturing to the way he was facing, "then down the hall on the right. It's one of the science rooms, I think."
Jodi looked down the way he was pointing, past the people, where the two hallways connected.
"Thanks." Jodi said, giving a slight smile back to the boy. She turned and left for her homeroom.
The boy turned back to the blonde-haired girl still at her locker.
"Who was she, Max?" the girl said, brushing her fingers through her hair, looking at the mirror in her locker.
"I'm not sure. She had a schedule and it said Jodi Harvey. Homeroom 341- that's Michael's homeroom." Max said, warily looking at the brown-haired girl walking down the hall as she met up with another girl. The second girl had red hair, unlike Jodi, which was much longer than hers.
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"I bet she's the one that took your parking spot," Maria DeLuca discussed with Max, Isabel, and Michael, "a new girl, a new car."
The four of them sat around a table outside during their lunch period.
"Like she did it on purpose, Maria." Isabel explained, "And the girl with the glasses has a locker next to Max. He said her name was Jodi."
"I'm going to go look for Liz. I don't care about the new girl- or girls- that much." Maria said, picking up her backpack and leaving the table. "Ciao."
"What's the matter with you?" Michael asked, darting a glance in Max's direction.
"Nothing." Max sighed and then gave a quick shrugged, "Nothing, I guess."
Max stood up, grabbing his bookbag and tossing his lunch into the trash. Michael and Isabel shared a look but chose to follow him, walking past their peers back into the school.
"Isabel, hey." A familiar voice called out. Isabel turned around and saw Alex Whitman.
"Oh, hey Alex." Isabel said, not making direct eye contact with him.
"I was, uh, wondering if you wanted to come watch my band this evening; you could hear some of our songs. If you wanted," Alex asked, flashing a cute smile at her, "But you don't have to...only if you are available...."
"You know what, Alex? Thanks for the offer but..." Isabel said, looking toward the ground, twisting her hair around her finger.
"That's fine. I underst---"
"I'll be at your house at seven."
"That's great, Isabel. I'll..see you at seven." Relieved, Alex gave her a huge smiled in return. Isabel turned around and made her way back into the school to meet up with Max and Michael.
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"The other kids in school know who has what spot by now," Maria said, tailgating a Jodi down the hallway, "After all, it is December. Well, besides, I've never seen you- or your car in that regard- before; not that I really care; but you shouldn't--no, can't just take someone's parking spot without asking, or knowing whose it is."
Jodi turned around abruptly, Maria ramming directly into her.
"Do you always talk this much?" Jodi remarked, fixing her wavy, light brown hair after been hassled.
"Actu---"
Cutting Maria off, Michael approached the two of them stopped in front of his locker. He stood next to Maria, looking at Jodi.
"Never trust a blonde." Jodi sighed, exchanging glances with Michael. Giving him a tilted smile, she said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure we don't park there again."
After that, she turned and left, leaving Maria and Michael alone. They both looked at each other, trading sarcastic faces.
"I won't ask." Michael said, turning to wander the halls before the bell rang.
"Good." Said Maria, turning the opposite way, making the way to her locker before her next class. As she turned down the hallway, she noticed a long, red-haired girl going through a locker a few away from her own.
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~*~*A/N: Take it away, De!*~*~