A/N: Thanx soooo much for all of y'alls reviews. It really makes me feel good about this story, like writing it is the right thing to do. And especially a big thank you to Banana Belle, you've been very supportive. I am usually the type of writer who writes like one chapter and then gives up on a story, no matter if I get the reviews or not, but I promise I won't do that on this story. And one more thing.a little bit of shameless self- promoting.I have another name, too.It's Hellzdreamer, and I have 2 stories on ff.net and one poem on fictionpress.net, so if you wanna read more of my stuff, that's where you'll find it. Okay, enough with the A/N, on with the story.

Ten minutes later, at about 8 p.m., a taxi pulled up My. Horizon's only road. Peter and Sophie were standing there to greet their newest Cliffhanger. Juliette was also there, anxiously awaiting her new buddy.

"Peter, I just can't wait! I know Heather and I will get along just great!" Juliette turned to her headmaster and said.

"I know Juliette, I know. I choose you because I think you two will be friends in no time. Well, here she is."

With that, the girl that they were all waiting for stepped out, carrying her duffel bags out with her and walked around the car, allowing them to get their first good looks at her as the taxi drove away. She was about 5' 4" with long blonde hair with purple and black streaks in it down to her mid back. She wore baggy black Jncos with holes in both knees and torn up leg bottoms from where they've dragged the ground. She had on a red baby tee with the word "Rebel" in sliver glitter across her chest and safety pins in the cuts that went up the short sleeves. Underneath the tee shirt she wore a black long sleeve that hugged her arms, which Peter thought was peculiar, seeing as how it was the beginning of September and still about 85 degrees out. And to top it all off, she wore a black and stud belt, bracelet, and necklace, with very heavy black eye makeup and sparkly black lips. Peter's first thought was "Wow, it's another Daisy." But then he mentally slapped himself for going against his own teachings and judging before he got to know her. Besides, he knew from personal experience the mist people who dressed like this did so to hide their true selves and to not allow people to get to close to them.

Juliette was the one to snap him out of his thoughts. "Hey Peter," Juliette said, "uh, don't you think, that maybe, well, Daisy might be a better buddy for her?"

"Now Jules, don't get intimidated. You know as well as I do that Daisy looked just as scary or scarier when she first got here, but she's nice, is she not?" Peter said in reply. "Besides, you were so excited a minute ago. Are you going to let her appearance change your mind and attitude?"

"You're right, Peter. As always, let's go talk to her!" With that, Peter, Sophie, and Jules approached the new girl.

~Change of POV- Now from Heather's prospective~

Heather stepped out of the taxi, set her bags on the ground, and walked over to the driver side window and handed the driver the money that her mother had given her to give to him. She then picked up her bags from the ground and looked around at to what was to be her new "home." Then she saw them. There were two adults and one girl who looked to be around her age walking towards her. Before they got close enough to hear, she mumbled something about "What is this.the Brady Bunch welcome?" and put one her "impress the teachers" face before they came upon her.

The man was the first to speak. "Hello. I'm Peter Scarbrow, and you must be Heather." With that he raised his hand and Heather gave it a polite, but firm, hand shake.

"Hello Mr. Scarbrow. I'm Heather Walls. I suppose you are the one I will be answering to for the time being?"

Slightly taken back by the politeness and presence that the girl had, it took Peter just a second to respond. "Um, yes, I am your new headmaster, and please, it is just Peter. Now, allow me to introduce you to one of your counselors." He motioned to Sophie and went on. "This is Sophie Becker, Sophie to all of the students and my future wife, and she will be working with you one-on-one on occasion. The other girl is Juliette, and she is to be your first week buddy, to help you get acquainted with your new home."

"Hello Sophie, Hello Juliette, how do you do? Sophie, congratulations on your engagement." Heather responded. She could she that her politeness was working, because the people that surrounded her looked very perplexed. Obviously, they were not use to the kids treating them like this when they first arrived.

Peter then decided that introductions were over, and that it was time to get to work. "Alright Heather, let's get you situated. If you'll follow Sophie, she will take you to have your belongings searched and then you will report back to me for the initial assessment." With that, Peter turned to walk away, with Juliette following behind. Heather looked up at Sophie expectantly and Sophie caught the hint. She then turned and lead Heather to a room with no windows and a table in the middle of it.

"Okay Heather. How about you put your duffel bags up here."

"Sure thing, Sophie." Heather said, as she complied with her new counselor's request. All that time, though, she was thinking to herself. 'What a laugh! Do they actually think that they're going to find anything on me?! I've been to 5 mental hospitals and group home! I know how to get away with anything!'

After Sophie finished with Heather's last bag, she looked up. "Well, that is a refreshing surprise! We always find at least one item of contraband, even if it is just over the counter pain medication." She said this with a big smile on her face. What greeted her was Heather's even larger one. Sophie thought that she was smiling because she did what she had wanted, but in reality, Heather was smiling because she knew she had gotten away with it yet again.

"Okay," Sophie said, "last order of business before I take you to go see Peter; the rules. They're pretty simple and to the point. There's no drugs, no sex, no inappropriate touching of any kind and no violence. This is suppose to be a safe haven and many people have issues here that those actions could trigger a painful memory for them. Also, anything you say to myself or to one of the counselors is strictly confidential, unless of course we."

Sophie was then cut off, much to here surprise, by Heather, who then proceeded to finish her sentence for her. "unless of course we suspect abuse or an intent to harm, either yourself or others. Then of course, by law, we are required to report it. No offense Soph, but I've heard the speech before, so, not to be rude or anything, but can we just get this over with."

"Oh, well, of course. My, you have been through this before. May I ask, where, and when?"

"You may ask, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to tell you. Now, let's go get that assessment." And with that, Heather grabbed her bags and walked out of the door, leaving behind a very surprised, and slightly concerned, Sophie.