A/N: Hi Trina!! Yeah, figuring out how to do this was kind of tricky, alot ok clicking around in my case since I know NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING about computers! My friend's like a computer wiz, and has been creating websites (like really impressive ones!) since she was 7.

- I love that book, the Lion, the Witch and the Wadrobe! I am glad you like it!

Sorry for the messed up paragraph indents, my computer decided to be mean today.

Disclaimer: Nope.....nothing has changed, I still don't own RFR.

"Well, this should be fun."

Chapter 4

I studied through the times and periods of the day. I glanced at the first period.

"Mr. Doyle. History in room 308." I read quietly to myself. That wasn't too bad. I didn't mind history. Besides, the class had already started, so I had missed some of it.

I stepped out into the quiet hall. Faintly I heard Janitor Floyd whistling from a couple of rooms down, but that was all. I started walking down the hall, hoping to myself it would lead me to the right class room.

As if my prayers were answered I came across a classroom door labeled: Mr. Doyle Room # 308. Taking a deep breath, I slowly for the door knob and turned it quietly. I pushed the door gently open and stepped into the classroom.

All at once when I entered the classroom I felt about two dozen pairs of eyes turn their way to me. A man was standing at the front of the room. He was a little short and slightly heavy set. A bald spot showed on his shiny smooth scalp. A pair of half moon glasses rested on his nose. When he turned to me, he smiled.

"Welcome. I'm Mr. Doyle. Are you going to join us today in class?"

My mouth was dry with nervousness. I nodded my head slightly. I heard whispers going around the room that were being shared between the students. Some were about my attire; others were in acknowledgement of how young I looked. I didn't dare look over the class. I kept my head straight forward looking at Mr. Doyle.

"So you are a new student here." Mr. Doyle walked away from the board to me. I handed him my papers that I had received from Kim along with my schedule. He smiled and took them from my hand. His eyes moved back and forth as he read it. When he was done he turned to the class.

"Class, please welcome Danielle. She will be joining you here at Roscoe High. I hope you make her feel most welcome."

There were murmurs of agreement and hellos from the unenthusiastic class. Mr. Doyle smiled and then turned back to me. "Please, take any seat that you wish."

Mr. Doyle walked back to the black board. I settled in the nearest desk to the door that was up in the front row. Mr. Doyle then started class again, and the attention was off my surprising arrival. I took a sigh of relief that the awkward scene had ended. Mr. Doyle's voice drawled on the back round. I wasn't paying much attention. I was busy playing with my fingers in my lap and taking a few glances at the clock up front. It wasn't that Mr. Doyle was a bad teacher, he seemed like a sweet man, but the sooner that I got out of this classroom, the sooner I could get out of school, which meant the sooner I could figure out what was going on.

All of a sudden, a tingle went up and down my spine which distracted my routine of looking at the clock and my fingers. I slowly turned to the side and took a look at my class mates surrounding me. They were falling asleep and were all in a slumped position sitting in their chairs. The drawling of Mr. Doyle's voice went on. The tingling sensation happened again. I shot in a straight position. Trying to distract myself from the feeling, I tried concentrating on Mr. Doyle's words. It didn't work.

I felt a pair of eyes boring into the back of my head now. I was too uneasy to listen to Mr. Doyle anymore. I turned in my seat to look at the desks behind me.

Sitting in the row next to me in the back was Ray Brennan. While the other students were doodling in their notebooks or taking a nap to pass class time, he was occupying himself by making a pencil tower. Biting the side of his lip, he concentrated on getting the pencils stacked just right so the tower would be stable. I smiled at his funny way of amusing himself and moved my eyes to the student in the desk next to him.

I caught my breath. In my row sitting all the way in the back was Travis. He was leaning back on his chair with his fingers on his chin. He was staring hard at me from under his dark eyebrows. He seemed to be in deep concentration. I swallowed and didn't dare to move. After a couple of moments, I realized he didn't notice that I was looking right at him. Mr. Doyle was busy at the black board and didn't notice this happening.

Ray leaned over to Travis and poked him hard in the rib. Travis shook his head coming out of his semi trance and turned to him. I saw Ray say something that I couldn't hear. He must of asked for a pencil because Travis rolled his eyes and took a couple of pencils from out of his binder and limply handed then to Ray, who joyfully took them and started adding them to his tower. Travis watched Ray do this and shook his head.

After watching a few sad seconds of Ray with the pencils, Travis turned his head back to me. He now noticed that I was also looking at him. I suddenly had the same weird feeling I had when I was with him out in the hall. I felt as if he was suspecting something of me.

To make lighter of the situation I was caught in, I stuck my tongue out at him. Travis raised his eyebrows and then stuck his tongue out at me, mocking my immaturity. With a fake smirk on I turned back to face the front of the room. I pretended to be engrossed in the lesson, but I could still feel Travis's suspicious eyes watching me.

When the period bell rang I jumped out of my seat and ran out the door. The hall was already filling up with students and I was soon lost in the crowd waves of people going to their next class. That didn't go so well. I silently hoped to myself that I wouldn't run into Travis in anymore of my classes.

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