Chapter One

Nadia Wandered through the halls, only half glancing at the people passing by. She had just arrived in Fells Church and was already not liking it. Too many people for such a small town. After the short four days she came up with this assumption.

She glanced at her schedule for a moment. It was a tiny schedule. She had a mere four classes: English Literature 101, Mathematics/Calculas, Art Appreciation, and Sociology 101. She had no real major and probably never would. She did not really take school too seriously. She was as close to a full time-part time student as one could get...if there was such a thing. She had bothe the money and the time to spare. She spent a lot of both on school.

Her emerald eyes gazed up, room 304A. Shaking her head she turned, trying to find room 314A. 'At least I'm on the right floor.' She did not get far before she ran into someone. A slender girl stood before her with narrowed green eyes. Her hair was an auburn flowing mane. A yellow gucci dress clung to her like a second skin. The pink sweater wrapped around her waist simply accentuated her slender beauty. "Watch where you're going much?" her cherry lips were pursed in frustration. Her delicate hands with manicured nails rested at her hips.

Nadia was not like this girl. Her skin was slightly paler than this girl and she was not familiar with these surroundings just yet. Her almond shaped eyes were a much deeper green. Nadia's hair was longer and the color of the night sky. The only jewelry she wore was a pendant and her class ring from highschool. Her nails weren't very long or polished, but were well kept. Her clothes were far from stylish; simple denim shorts with a grey and purple tie dyed tank top. The only make up she wore was a bit of cover up. She too was pretty, but not in such a glamorous way as this girl.

"I'm sorry holly wood," her russian accent surfaced as it often did when she was angry. Tossing her silky black hair over her shoulder, she walked past the girl without looking back. 'The people are so nice here,' her thoughts dripped with sarcasm.

Just before she passed the room, she noticed a short red haired girl walking into room 314A. With a shrug she followed the girl into the Sociology 101 classroom. There was not many people in the class, she continued to follow the red head and sat next to her. Her eyes wandered the room, looking at all her classmates. None of them seemed to be particularly thrilled to be in the class.

A voice interupted her thoughts. It was then she realized the girl she had followed to class was talking to her. "I'm Bonnie," the little red head's smile beamed.

Nadia turned her gaze to the girl, "I'm Nadia. I transfered her four days ago." She returned the smile happily.

Bonnie's eyes were like warm chocolate. She seemed to have an inner goodness, she was sweet like cotton candy. "You know I heard this is the most boring course at the college. Do you think it has any hope of redemtion?" She grinned mischeiviously and giggled.

"Maybe," she ran her hand lazily through her hair. "Has to be better than the community college I transfered from. They had fossils teaching history." She rolled her eyes with a dramatic sigh. "They made it easy to sleep through the courses."

Their giggling was cut short when the professor walked in and set his briefcase the desk. The lanky and balding man sat on the edge of his desk as he scanned the classroom with his beady eyes. "How many of us know just what Sociology is all about?" Seeing no one raise their hand he spoke up again, "Well then, that would mean you are all in the right place. You are here to learn about human behavior. Yes, Sociology, human behavior." He cleared his throat, causing his adam's apple to dance about. "For those of you getting ahead of yourselves, we are not going to disect the mind, this is not Psychology people."

With a sigh, Nadia muttered to Bonnie, "This already sounds like it's going to be a blast."

A fun-filled two hours later Nadia and Bonnie were gathering their books "Do you like pizza?"

The question caught Nadia offgaurd. "Uh, yeah, I guess."

Bonnie beamed, "Great! You're coming to a party I'm throwing." Her ear to ear cotton candy smile was bright. She was turning out to be the optimistic type, Nadia liked that.

"Party?"

Bonnie nodded as they started walking out of the classroom. "A friend of mine is coming back to town," a slight pout trailed across her delicate features. "Well, he's more of a brother of a friend, but you get the whole idea." She paused a moment to dodge someone rushing past them. "But, yeah, I'm doing a little get together for him. Plus, this way you get to know some people and won't be so much of a stranger."

'She seems like a really good friend," Nadia thought to herself. "When is it?" Her curious green eyes focused on Bonnie. She reminded Nadia of a pixie from an old fairy tale book she had as a child.

Bonnie winced and her pout surfaced again, "Tonight isn't too late on the notice is it?"

Nadia's eyes widened and her mouth formed a soft O, "Uh, I guess I can make it. Nothing to do except unpack the rest of my stuff and sleep." An uneasiness began to rise from the pit of her stomach. "Yeah, I'll be there. I just need someone to give me a lift, I don't have a car yet." She forced the uneasiness back to it's darkened hiding place, now was no the time for jitters.

"Well," Bonnie paused and brightened. "I can have Stefan pick you up when he goes to get the sodas. Where do you live? He'll probably pick you up around four or so."

Nadia nodded and smiled at her new found friend. "That sounds great," she stopped a moment to scribble directions on the top sheet of her notebook. She knew it wouldn't be too hard to find. The house she was renting was just a block or two form the old cemetary. The rent was cheap and the house was decent, so she was happy with it.

She handed Bonnie the sheet of paper. "I put my number at the bottom if you have any problems finding the place. I think it'll be a piece od cake though, so no worries," she pointed out her phone number.

Bonnie nooded and said good bye. Nadia waved and headed for home. It was going to be a long walk home, because she had forgotten her cab money at home. The fall air was crisp and nice, so it was a good day for a walk (even if it was going to be a rather long one).