Hope you liked the last chapter! I'm having fun writing these! LoL!

Chapter 4

After all the morning classes were over, it was time for lunch. This cafeteria was huge! As Drake walked in, he started to wonder where and with who he would sit.

He looked around and spotted Josh sitting with a couple of dorky looking guys. He didn't want to sit alone, but he figured it would be better than being seen with the school dweebs. On his way over to an empty table, he hear someone calling his name. And this someone wasn't Josh.

It was Joe.

"Hey, Drake, come sit with us," he said. As in 'us' he meant himself, Tessa (the girl who showed Drake his locker), and another guy that Drake didn't know.

"Hey," Tessa smiled as he sat down. "This is Vincent...you can call him Vince."

"W'tsup?" Vince asked.

Drake nodded and started to pick at whatever was one the plate in front of him.

Rebecca then ran past, clearly not in a good mood, heading out of the cafeteria, in the direction of the office. Drake took notice in this and everyone else seemed to notice his attention as he stared at her when she passed.

"Soo...his first day and Parker already is in love with Rebecca. What else is new?" Tessa sighed out loud. Joe smirked. Vince made a face.

"W-what are you talking about? I don't like her..." Drake trailed on. He knew that was a lie.

"Mmmhmmm.. sure that's what they all say," Vince continued for her. "You make it too obvious, man."

"Really? Crap."

"Ha! I knew it!" Tessa cried.

Drake smirked and gave a weak laugh.

"But why her?" Tessa asked. "She's a bitch. Another popular 'groupie' who only sticks by her popular friends. No offense, but your chances are like...zero."

"Thanks for your support," Drake joked. "It's just..something about her. I don't know, but everytime I see her, I just feel all weird..and everything gets different."

"Well, here's your chance, take it or leave it," Tessa said, nodding her head towards the way of the table that Rebecca had just sat at all by herself, mascara running down her face slightly.

"It's worth a shot," Drake said as he got up and marched over to the table.

He slowly pulled out a chair across from her. She looked up, then sort of turned away. "What's wrong?" Drake asked. His voice was calm and sympathetic. Again she raised her head, this time resting it in her hands, slight sniffs escaping her nose.

"Well, it's kind of a long story," she said shakily.

Drake looked at his watch. "I've got time." He smiled. This seemed to cheer her up a little bit. At least someone was willing to try and comfort her.

"Thanks, but I don't think you would want to be bothered with my sob stories..no one else would either," she sighed.

"No, really, I would," Drake said, which sort of made her smile. There was something about this kid that she liked.

"Okay, well, my older brother...he's...well, having a lot of problems lately...my parents have been fighting non-stop and it's really getting to him...He's really sensitive and I'm worried he might hurt himself..." Her voice stopped and tears fell from her eyes. Drake felt the need to comfort her, but he just couldn't. She barely even knew him. He felt so saddened for her.

"Rebecca...I'm so sorry..." was all Drake could say.

"Yeah so am I...we always got along so great...we were the best of friends and he would help me with all my problems. Now that things have been weird with my parents...I don't know.. it's just...difficult..."

Since they were aloud to go out for lunch, and Drake knew they still had plenty of time left, he said, "Hey why don't we go outside and you can get some air and relax?" Rebecca took the offer.

They sat on the steps as Rebecca told him all about what was going on with her parents and her brother, Kale,and herself. The bell rang, signaling that everyone needed to head to class. They stood up.

"Listen, Drake..thanks for everything," Rebecca said as she wiped the last bit of tears off her face.

"Anytime," Drake said with small smile. Then Rebecca walked up the steps and into the doors of the high school.

At least that went well, Drake thought.

School was over, and Drake was at his locker. Joe and Tessa came to see how everything went with Rebecca.

"Really well," Drake told them. "She told me a lot."

"Hmm...well she's not being a bitch to you, so maybe you do have a chance!" Tessa joked. "Way to go, tiger." She punched him playfully in the arm. Drake laughed.

"Yeah, well I've got to head home. Damn Mr. Petolli gave me a lot of homework on my first day."

"What an ass," Joe mumbled.

Drake waved goodbye and started to walk home.

"Drake!" he heard a girl's voice yell then came running up to him. It was Rebecca. "Hey," she said.

"Hey, are you walking home?" he asked.

"Yeah, do you mind if I walk with you?" She smiled.

"Not at all," he replied back with a cutsey smile.

"Good," she said sarcastically, but sweetly at the same time. They walked in silence for a few moments.

"Do you want me to try and talk to Kale for you?" Drake asked sypathetically. "Maybe I can help him out and sort of be a friend to him?"

"Would you?" Rebecca perked up. "It would mean a lot to me." She made a face that made it impossible for Drake to say no to.

"Of course I will," Drake said with a smile.

"Why don't you come over my house then around 4? Kale gets home around then. But I don't know why...He doesn't play any sports or anything. And that worries me," Rebecca rambled. "Oh, sorry I'm rambling. Just come over around 4." She said with a laugh.

"Sure, no problem," Drake agreed. "See you."

Drake walked Rebecca home and then walked through the front doors of his house happily. His first day went well. Very well.

Drake didn't even notice the pile of boxes in front of him, and tripped face first into then.

"Ow," he mumbled to the empty hallway. No one was home. He managed to pick himself up and hurry to fix his hair and cologne before leaving to go to Rebecca's.

He rang the doorbell and waited patiently on the 3 steps at her doorway.

He heard footsteps run to the door and it swung open.

Rebecca greeted him with a smile. "Hey," she said. "You're late!"

Drake's expression changed from excited to worried and he checked his watch.

"I was kidding," Rebecca laughed. "Come in."

Drake stepped inside a house which very much resembled his own new home. Except everything in this house seemed dark and depressing. No wonder why her brother is messed up, Drake thought. This place is like a morg.

"Kale isn't home yet," she informed him. Drake just gave a nodded. "You can sit down," she told him as they made their way over to the living room.

Drake sat down and Rebecca sat on the other couch. "Thanks again for doing this," she said, blushing.

"It's not a problem. Really," he replied with a warm smile.