Craig's hazel eyes darted around the schoolyard looking for Rebekah—or whatever the hell her name was—but he couldn't see her anywhere?

"Who are you looking for?" Marco asked, walking over, standing against the wall next to him.

"That new girl," Craig said.

"Yeah, uh, Rebekah Baxter, right?"

"Yeah. She told me some other name, though."

"What was it?"

"I don't know. Marcella something," he looked up and saw her. "Here she comes, I'm sure she can tell you."

They looked up and saw Rebekah walking over. She smiled at Craig and blushed. He reminded her so much of Raul, sweet and pretty much like Cinderella's Prince Charming. Everything a girl could hope for in a guy.

"Hey," Craig said, smiling.

"Hi," Rebekah replied.

Marco smiled a greeting of his own. "Hey, Rebekah," he said.

"Actually it's Marcella," she corrected him, "Marcella Anne-Louise Jalessa Rain Williams." (AUTHOR'S NOTE: Gets kind of annoying, doesn't it? I just like writing out the long name. Hehe.)

Marco raised his eyebrows. His eyes were hidden behind his blue sunglasses but they darted over to Dylan as he got out of his car.

"I, um," Marco started.

"Go on," Craig told him.

Marco turned and ran over to Dylan and they started talking.

Rebekah turned and looked back at Craig, who turned and smiled at her. She winced as her memories with Raul started to fade. "What?" he asked, his face full of concern.

"Nothing," she said, shaking her head. "Nothing, I'm fine."

"You sure?"

She nodded. "Sure."

"Alright," he said. "So what's up with you…Marcella?"

The name "Marcella" sounded weird when he said it. He always hesitated before saying it. "Not much," she said.

"Are you sure you're ok?" he asked. "You came over here all…happy and now you're weirding out on me."

"I said I was fine," she snapped.

He jumped back and looked at her.

"I'm sorry," Rebekah apologized. "I'm just having one of those mornings when I wished I stayed in bed."

Craig nodded. "I have those mornings all the time. But, you know, you have to force yourself out of bed. Otherwise, I wouldn't have met you," he said. He smiled that smile, the same one that Raul use to flash her before he left.

She smiled and blushed. "Yeah, I guess."

The bell rang and Craig looked at her. "Ready to go in, Marcella?"

Rebekah winced again. This boy was definitely not Raul. It sounded like Craig was learning a foreign language when he said her name.

"Could you just call me 'Rebekah'?" she asked. "Like everyone else."

He nodded. "Sure," he said. He paused. "Just do one thing for me."

"Sure."

"Would you please quit messing with my head?" he asked.

She giggled and nodded. "Sure, whatever you want."

Absent-mindedly he reached over and picked up her hand and they walked into the school.