Samantha got up early the next morning. She yawned and streached her arms up above her head. She blinked as she looked around the room she was in. She sighed as she realised where she was. It was her first morning as an exchange student in america. She was going to finish her last year of high school at Trinity high. She really didn't like Trish who she was staying with. It was definatly going to be an interesting year.
Samantha stood up and walked over to where she had dumped her suitcase. She had a quick look through to find an outfit to wear for her first day. Samantha wasn't the type of girl who would dress to impress, she just wore whatever she felt comfortable in at the time. She took her clothes through into her ensuit bathroom and got ready in there. She left the room to go downstairs. She entered the kitchen to find Trish already sat at the table for breakfast. Mr stratus walked in behind Samantha and Mrs Stratus was busy getting everybodies breakfasts together.
Trish looked up at smirked at Samantha.
"Wow Sam great outfit" Trish said in a fake pleasent voice.
Samantha had to fight very hard not to insult Trish infront of her parents. Samantha didn't have the best temper in the world so it wasn't the easiest thing in the world to do, especially when she was putting up with Trish Stratus.
Samantha compared her outfit to Trish's. She was wearing her favourite jeans, a pair of white trainers and a pink v-neck tee-shirt. Nothing special really. She had her long brown hair down and she hadn't bothered putting on any make-up. Samantha Ward was average. Then there was Trish with her long blonde hair worn down in soft waves giving her a hollywood glamour. She had on a short red skirt with her red and white v-neck style top that exposed her tanned stomach. Trish was your typical blonde tanned perfect looking cheerleader wearing at least fifty pounds of make-up on her face. Trish was anything but average.
"So Samantha ready for your first day of school?" Trish said in a cheerful voice.
"Yeah can't wait" Samantha replied in the same tone of voice altough really she was dreading it.
Trish and Samantha didn't talk again until they were just about to pull up outside the school.
"The second we step out this car we don't know each other ok" Trish warned her.
"Fine by me" Samantha replied distractedly. She was to nervous about getting out of the car and walking up them front steps to pay any attention to Trish. Then came the moment she had been dreading. Trish pulled into the parking lot and stopped the car. Samantha looked up at the huge school building infront of her.
This is going to be an interesting day she thought to herself as she climbed the steps and entered the world of Trinity high school.
She watched as Trish danced off towards her friends. All cheerleaders of course. Amy seeming to be the nicest of the lot came over and grabbed Samantha.
"Girls this is Samantha, she's an exchange student from England" Amy said introducing her.
"Wow England, that is so cool!" exclaimed a red headed diva who Trish was giving evil looks to. She wispered somthing to Stacy and the two girls began to giggle.
"Isn't england like really far away, how do you manage to get here everyday?" asked a brunette girl.
Samantha stared at her for a moment and was about to reply but Amy shook her head.
'not worth it' she mouthed and Samantha nodded.
Pretty soon she had been introduced to everyone, and she had figured out what they were all like.
There was Maria the dumb brunette, but she was pretty with her pale brown hair and big eyes she could get away with it. Then there was Christy a hyper active red head who definatly had the energy to be a cheerleader. Then there was Candice who had been to busy staring at every guy who walked past to really join in on conversation. She had met Amy and Stacy the day before but hadn't known much about them. Now she had figured out the only reason Amy hung out with Trish was because they had known each other since they were five. They didn't say that was the only reason but she could tell by the way they acted round each other. Stacy seemed like the true best friend with Trish. That's if Trish could have a true best friend. Stacy's dad was rich and she had always been given everything she had ever wanted, just like Trish had.
A groups of guys walked over, Samantha assumed they were the football team. Who else could they possibly be. All tall good looking with great bodies and hanging out with the cheerleaders. Samantha smiled politly as she was introduced.
"this is Hunter, Dave, Chris, Christian, Adam and John" Amy said introducing them.
"Cute accent" Chris told her.
"Thanks" she said uncertainly.
"So how long are you going to be here for?" he asked her
"Supposed to stay for a year, but i'm not sure yet" she replied with a shrug. She was well aware of the looks she was recieving from Candice but she chose to ignore them.
"Well i geuss i should go find my locker" she said
"I'll go" Amy offered and Samantha smiled at her.
They turned around and Samantha walked straight into what felt like a brick wall.
She looked up at the most gorgeous guy she had ever seen in her life.
"Sorry" she said quickly.
"No it's my fault" he said with a small smile" cute accent"
"Thanks" she said softly.
Amy rolled her eyes" come on"
Samantha looked at him one last time before letting Amy drag her off to her new locker.
"Who was that?" she asked and Amy smiled.