"Where's your locker at?" he asked.

"How should I know? I've never stepped foot in here before."

"Well what's the number?" I handed him my schedule sheet.

" Hey your locker is right next to a friend of mine!" Duo shouted.

"You have a lot of friends don't you?" I asked

"No not really you have just been lucky enough to run into all of them." He chuckled. " But yeah your locker is down that hall on the left side, just look for a blond haired kid and it right next to his." He said pointing.

" K, thanks," I said smiling, "see ya around maybe?"

" Sure thing baby doll" he said winking again, as he disappeared into the crowd.

I turned around and headed down the hall looking at the numbers engraved on the little panels.

"611, 612, 613, ah-ha 614" I saw my locker and went to it. I glanced at the kid at my left. It was a girl with black hair. Then I glanced to my right and sure enough there was a blond boy there.

"Hello" I said to him. He looked up at my with the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen in my life.

"'Sup" he said smiling and raising his chin for a brief instant.

"Notta" I answered. His voice was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard too. " Aren't you a friend of Duo's?" I asked him as I tried to do my com.

" You know Duo?" he asked. I nodded. "Well yea he's my best friend" the blond boy shrugged. "And its not surprising that he knows you already."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing.

" Well look at you, you're the perfect type for him," he said looking at my black tee and bracelets,

"Is that so?" I asked smiling. Finally a guy who didn't hate me for dressing like I did.

He just shrugged.

I shook my head and looked at my schedule. I had Math first.

"Yuck, math. I hate math" I pouted.

" What math do you have?" the boy asked me.

"Algebra 1" I stated.

" So does a friend of mine, his name's Trowa."

" Well that's nice, give me your friends name but not yours" I said mockingly.

He slapped his forehead. "Umm. yea sorry I forgot, my name's Quatre."

"I'm Naomi," I said

"Naomi, ya know what's weird I almost named my daughter that." He said. I glanced at him in surprise.

"What?" I asked, totally shocked, even though I knew what was coming after.

Just then the bell rang.

"Sorry I can't talk anymore, I gotta get to class. I'll see you around Naomi." He said, walking off. I stood there dumbfounded for a minute and then ran to my next class.

I walked into the room and got a lot of stares and whispers.

// Oh great this is gunna be lots of fun \\ I thought, glancing away. I took a seat in the back and waited for the teacher to start class.

Unfortunately he didn't start class. Instead he looked directly at me and pointed to the door.

" What?" I asked him puzzled.

" I think you know what" he stated nastily "out!"

" I'm sorry sir but I don't know what I did wrong," I said still looking at him confused. Now more than half the class was staring at me.

" Your uniform miss" he said angrily.

" Oh that, well if it had come in the mail I would have it," I said smiling sarcastically.

" Well miss."

"Naomi"

"Miss Naomi, go down to the office and get a new one. And don't come back in here until you have one."

I sighed loudly and walked out of the room. I walked to the office and up to the counter.

"Can I help you?" said the old lady without even looking up from her computer.

" Yea my math teacher just sent me down here to get a uniform." I said a little irritated. They couldn't even give me a break on my first day.

" Did you forget yours, dear?" she asked.

" I never got one," I said

" Uh-huh, what's your name?"

" Naomi Garrett" she typed in my name and scanned the screen.

" Ah, you're the new girl. Okay wait here." She disappeared into the back room.

I turned around and looked at the room. There were the teachers' mailboxes on the left and chairs on the right. In the last chair sat a boy.

He looked like he was about my age with messy brown hair and nice build. He wore a jean jacket and a pair of pale blue jeans with yellow tennis shoes. He sat there looking at a magazine, though I don't think he was really interested in it. But he had obviously forgot his uniform, too.

"All we have is a large." She said

" It'll have to work," I said, knowing quite well that it wasn't going to fit me at all.

She handed it to me and said, " You can change in the bathroom over there."

"Thank you," I said agitated. I walked into the bathroom and put the uniform on. The only things that fit me in the whole outfit were the socks. I walked out with the white button-front shirt hanging out of the front of the pleated skirt that hung down just barely sitting on my hips. I walked out of the office and back to the classroom.

The teacher stared at me as I sat in my seat again.

"Miss we have assigned seats," he said.

"Well then may I ask where mine is," I said still agitated.

He pointed to the seat in the front next to the girl with the long blond hair from the bus stop.

// Oh great \\ I thought as I stood up and walked to the seat.

" Here is your book and folder. We are on page 145 number 34. You would do well to take notes" the teacher instructed. I nodded and opened my book.

This was going to be a very long day.