A/N thank you to everyone who reviewed, it was much appreciated, and I really mean it too. For the record, I know the David and Sarah aren't twins, but for the sake of my story, I made them so.

We stepped back into room 207, it was chaos, people were all over the room comparing summers and schedules. Skittery led me over to what I assumed to be a group of his friends.

"Uh? Skittery?" I was wondering why the hell everyone wasn't in class.

He looked down at me; I swear he's got nine inches on me, "Yeah?"

"When do classes start?"

"Like 8:15. The bell for homeroom rings at 8. People are all over the place before then, but today being the first day, we are required to be in Homeroom all morning,"

I nodded slowly; my old school had been much the same way, "so Blink wasn't technically late?"

Skittery shook his head, "Nah, he was. He got there after 8. They are big on the whole 'be here before 8 deal'."

I nodded for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. Skittery collapsed into a chair across the room from our seats. Nervously I followed and quietly stood behind his chair. The others looked at me in interest. Were they going to talk to me? I wasn't sure if that would a good or bad thing. I had planned on spending the first week in silence, getting used to stuff, hell, I'd expected to spend the whole year in silence. Not that I was complaining though. I mean not having to make the first move was great, I wasn't so good at talking to people unless I was used to them, even then sometimes I chose to ignore everyone and sit by myself. A boy with a red bandana tied around his neck took his arm from around the neck of a pretty girl with thick brown hair and held it out to me.

"I'm Jack Kelly."

I shook the offered hand, "Anna Reed."

He nodded and smiled, slipping his arm back around the girl, "Have a seat, Skitt ain't known for his manners."

Skittery turned around at the mention of his name, "What? I thought you'd sat down! Here." He leaned over and grabbed a chair; he patted it and told me to sit down. I sat down and looked at the group assembled around me. The one called Jack had brown hair and an easy smile. The girl next to him, I took to be Sarah. She was pretty and dressed simply, much like me. Actually all of them were dressed causally in jeans and t-shirts. There were two other boys, one had brown hair, big ears, a long nose and was holding a crutch. The other was short with brown hair, and had a bit of an Italian look to him.

It was this boy who jabbed Skittery in the knee with his foot which he swung from the radiator where he was sitting, "You going to introduce us?"

Skittery glared, "Fine, but don't kick me."

"Well hurry it up!"

Skittery pointed to each one in turn, "Cowboy or Jack Kelly. Whichever, he don't care." I smiled at Jack again, he waved.

"Sarah" Skittery pointed to her and she smiled, reaching over to give me a handshake.

"This gambling slime ball is Racetrack." The short brown haired boy glared at him, "Quit being a dumbass will ya?" He reached over to slap Skittery on the jaw before smiling at me.

Skittery rolled his eyes at Racetrack and pointed to the crutch boy, Crutchy."

Crutchy waved, "Hiya."

"And this everybody…" he paused for dramatic effect, "is Anna."

"BRRRING" the bell rang sharp and shrill. Groans were heard all around as students walked off to start the new year. Jack kissed Sarah's cheek, waved to us and left, followed by Racetrack and Crutchy.

Sarah smiled at us, "See you at break Anna, Skitts."

I waved. Skittery ignored her as he grabbed a book off his desk, shoved it in his backpack and pulled out his schedule to examine. He started heading out the door, nose in the piece of paper, muttering to himself. I grabbed my backpack and followed. He stopped abruptly and turned to me, "Stick tight. This can get crazy."

I looked up the staircase; it was a mob scene, a mass of bodies going up and down, and of course, a few random freshmen caught on the wrong side of the staircase holding up the rest of the line.

"Hey!" Skittery yelled, "Get on the other side of the stairs!"

The boys jumped to the other side and managed to get down, only to be glared at by Skittery when they reached the bottom.

He grabbed one, "Itey, my brother in class?"

Itey nodded and ran off down the hall to catch up with his friend.

"Stupid brother's friends." Skittery muttered as he led me up the stairs to the main floor.

Reaching the main floor, Skittery pulled me into a classroom on the left hand side of the lobby, "English." He said. We walked in to find everyone standing around the room holding books and backpacks while the teacher walked up and down the rows calling out seating assignments. Next to me, Skittery jumped as someone poked him in the back of the head.

"Hey Davey." He said to a boy with curly brown hair holing an armful of books, "How's it going?"

Davey shrugged, "Ok. Car is out of the shop."

Skittery nodded, "Good. Can get home today huh?"

"Yeah, I think Sarah did something to it that she wasn't supposed to."

Rolling his eyes Skittery answered fairly, "You know just as much about cars as Sarah does. It could've been you. Anyway, you drove the car all summer, Sarah hitched rides with Jack."

"It's a piece of crap anyway." Davey mumbled as he walked over to a seat as his name was called.

Skittery turned to me, "That was David, Sarah's twin. He and Sarah share a car; he just doesn't like admitting that he knows nothing about them."

I smiled, my father liked to pretend he knew cars too.

"Anna Reed." The teacher called my name and I walked over to the seat he was pointing at.

"I don't recognize you. Are you a new student?"

I nodded, "yes."

"Oh, well, I'm Mr. Denton. I had these kids last year in English too, they'll tell you how mean I am. Henry Sullivan, Skittery. Behind Anna."

Skittery sat down behind me and leaning over whispered in my ear, "Don't listen to a word he says, he's an old softy."

"What are you whispering about Skittery?" Denton called from the opposite side of the room where he had begun handing out papers.

"Nothing Mr. Denton. Just warning her about this horror you call a class."

Denton nodded, "Good, don't want my students to get the wrong impression. Oh, and watch your mouth, it would be a pleasure to fail you."

I snorted in laughter along with the rest of the class. Skittery just grinned at him in an-oh-so innocent way.

"These papers are review on your summer reading for the test…." Mr. Denton began.

I glanced back at Skittery smirking from his seat and smiled to myself. You know all that stuff I said about how weird these people were? Well, I don't think I'm wrong, but I do think that I'm going to like it. Maybe we can stay here after all. I thought New York City; they'll be all cliché and full of posses. Maybe they are, but I'd found a group that wasn't.