Chapter 2: Making Friends

"Yeah…oh, and I've heard of snooping but I didn't know people snooped unoccupied rooms", Rachel snapped staring at the girl. She had pink hair that fell down to her shoulders. She was obviously brushing it, but quickly put it back into two tight pigtails. Her eyes were pink (made that way by pink contacts, of course), she was wearing a black shirt with a black long skirt, and black boots.

"This is my dorm, m'kay?" the girl said in an unfriendly tone.

"Not to mention mine as well. Apparently we're roommates", Rachel muttered in her monotone voice. It was a habit of hers since her friend introduced her to gothic makeup and you can tell what happened after that. Her mother wasn't too happy about it, but she put up with it.

"Sadly…listen, I'm just here for the education, and I don't want to get all caught up in some gothic girl's world", she said.

"Look who's talking. You look like some fairytale pink haired goth", Rachel said and smirked. The girl smiled.

"Okay, so I lied. Twice. I'm not that great with making friends and I am definitely all for the goth look but my mother! I mean, come on! She's some hippie, gay, hump-the-doorknob, preppy, proper freak! Everything has to be perfect!" the girl shouted. She was annoyed.

Rachel smiled and sighed, "I'm so glad someone can understand me. My mom is the same way. She can't stand any fun. That's probably why she's divorcing my dad". She then blushed.

"I think I said too much", Rachel muttered.

"No! No, it's okay! I'm here to talk to. I'm so sorry that's going on. Don't feel bad! Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah…the only thing I feel bad about is that I don't know your name to thank you", Rachel said.

"Oh! Sorry! It's Jenna Smith. You look like a Petunia", Jenna said observing her. Rachel burst out laughing as did Jenna.

"Petunia? Wow, Jenna, I can tell you're a randomer. I'm Rachel, actually. Rachel Roth", Rachel said smiling.

"We are like soul mates, I swear! What's your middle name?" Jenna asked.

"I don't have a middle name", Rachel said.

Jenna gasped.

"Me neither! And I thought I was the only one! Wow, Rach!" Jenna said. It had been an hour and they were talking like they knew each other for years.

"The truth is, I am so bored without anyone to talk to when I'm sad or mad or just plain scared. I tell everyone I don't get scared, but I really do", Jenna said.

"Same here", Rachel said.

"Let me fill you in on the people around here. There's the popular kids. The ones that own this school. The leader of the cool guys is definitely Richard Grayson. He's a party animal and he's single. I know who he likes, of course. I know who everyone likes. Popular or not. Then his two cronies: Roy Daniels and Victor Stone. I personally prefer Vic. At least he's got a friendly personality. Roy has…Roy is just a mean, messed up, girl loving, cool jerk. I wouldn't kiss him if he were the last guy on earth…even though he is hot", Jenna said and blushed. Rachel smirked.

"And the girls?" Rachel asked.

"There's the leader of the pack of total snobs, numero uno: Kitten Wolf. She's the most annoying—UGH!—she's just a total loser snob if you ever met one. She's the worst. Then there's Tara Markov, the blondest most despicable girl EVER! And then there's Katie Anders. She's a mean, sly fox that betrays you in a matter of seconds. Oh, and the smaller but just as bad in action other girls in the posse: Danielle Charleston, Betty Eckert, and Tania Eloise. They bother everyone and they love, love, love all the guys. Especially the cool ones", Jenna said. She was clearly aggravated with them.

"Are you friends with any of them in any way?" Rachel asked.

"I know you won't believe it, but Kitten and I used to be best friends, when she was nice and friendly and wasn't boy crazy or popular or a cheerleader. Her nickname is Kitten, but her real name is actually Christy. She used to be the nicest person ever. Then, her mom signed her up to go to this camp. She didn't want to go because they had cheerleading which we both totally hated, but she had to go. She met bratty snobs there and came back as one. I stopped talking to her and when the school year came around in eighth grade, she tried out for cheerleading and was the best there. Everyone loved her. Now she's Kitten. Ew", Jenna said and made a gagging face. Rachel couldn't help but smile.

"Do you happen to know a Karen Beecher?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah! She's really nice, but she's really into her inner ghetto side. It gets sort of annoying after a while, but other than that, I kind of wish we were friends. Her best friend is Kori Anders", Jenna said. Rachel looked confused.

"I thought you just said that she was Kitten's best friend?" Rachel said.

"No, that's Katie Anders. Kori's a red head and Katie had black hair. Total opposite in personality and appearance. The only thing they share that's actually similar is their last name", Jenna said.

"You serious? That sucks to have a sister that's all high and mighty and full of herself", Rachel muttered.

"It gets worse. Kori is considered a—well—a nerd. Not trying to sound like a lesbian here but she's really pretty and so nice. She's just naïve and happens to smile 24/7. Kind of creepy. You wanna order Chinese?" Jenna asked.

"Yeah, sure, why not. Who's kind of…not popular here?" Rachel asked as Jenna dialed the restaurant's number.

"Hmm…I am sort of unpopular…Kori Anders, Karen, Breecher, Emily Davids, Garfield Logan, Garth Brooks, Sam Louis, Bridget Renolds, and some other people…there's a lot of in betweens though…Yeah, I'd like rice, wings, pepper steak, hot and sour soup, and a bunch of fortune cookies…haha, Yen, yeah, I need lots of luck…k…k…ALRIGHT! WOO HOO…Yup, that's it…thanks, Yen…Bye!" Jenna said and hung up the phone, laughing to herself.

"That was…weird", Rachel said.

"Me and Yen go way back. I saved him in second grade from drowning. We're real good friends. He's going to personally deliver the meal", Jenna said.

"So, Jenna, do you like anyone here?" Rachel asked.

"Hm…promise you won't tell anyone?" Jenna was suddenly serious.

"Like I am going to tell anyone…well, Karen and Kori, I wouldn't anyways, but yeah…other than that, who would I tell?" Rachel said.

Jenna sighed.

"I know I'm going to sound like a hypocrite after what I said about the popular crowd, but I truly like…well…Vic Stone", Jenna said in a near whisper.

"I knew it! After what you were saying about him! The whole 'he has a nice personality' crap! Ha!" Rachel said laughing. Jenna was blushing a deep red crimson.

"Rach! Stop laughing! I'm serious! If you stop laughing I'll tell you who everyone likes!" Jenna said.

Rachel immediately stopped laughing and leaned in closer so Jenna could spill everything.

"Okay…I have cameras all around the school…even in the boys' locker room…not for that reason you pervert! Anyways…so I can hear the gossip of everyone! I see Richard Grayson melt every time he sees Kori Anders! And, Roy! Oh boy, he's got something for Karen…but he likes a ton of girls so…he even likes Kitten…and Vic…he kind of likes me…hehe…NO, RACH…I DO NOT LOOK AT HIM IN THE SHOWERS…so yeah, and Kitten loves Richard…Katie likes him, too, but I don't expect she'll be telling Kitten any time soon. Tara likes Roy and somewhat Garfield. It's crazy. There are a ton of other crushes and stuff but it would take me years to explain!" Jenna said and sighed. Suddenly, her cell phone began ringing.

"That's weird", she said looking at it strangely, "Why is Roy Daniels calling my cell phone?" Raven just shrugged and Jenna smiled like a devil.

"I dare you to answer it", Jenna said smiling evilly.

"Oh yeah, right. I'll talk to a jerk I've never even met", Rachel said sarcastically.

"Oh! Please! It'll be hilarious!" Jenna said.

"Fine…" Rachel muttered and pressed the green button.

"Hello?" she asked in a bored voice.

"Is this Jenna?" a boy's voice asked.

"No…it's her friend, Rachel…what do you want, freak?" Rachel asked and Jenna had to fight back her laughter.

"This is Roy Daniels and I want to talk to Jenna", the boy 'Roy' said, obviously frustrated.

"Why? Do you really think you deserve to talk to Jenna, Roy?" Rachel asked.

She could hear a voice in the background saying, "Give me that, Roy. Let me deal with her".

Rachel smirked and rolled her eyes.

"Who's this?" a boy's voice asked.

"Rachel…and you?" she asked in her bored monotone voice.

"Richard Grayson!" he yelled into the phone.

"Listen, Richard", she muttered, "Who do you think you are?"

"You obviously don't know who you're talking to! Get Jenna on the phone right now!" Richard yelled angrily.

"Ha! Yeah right. Later, jerk", Rachel said and pressed the red button, hanging up on him.

"Now that", Jenna said between laughs, "Is the funniest thing I've ever heard!"

"I do my best to entertain the people while I can", Rachel said and smiled.

The phone began ringing again and they looked to see who was calling. 'Roy :P'. Rachel stifled a laugh, but Jenna laughed freely.

"He originally had hearts next to the name, but my older brother made an angry face cause he totally hates him", Jenna said.

"Just ignore it then, Jen!" a voice said from the doorway. In walked an extremely hot guy with a Chinese background.

"Yen!" Jenna shouted and hugged him.

"New school year, Jen! You excited?" he asked. Rachel was surprised that he didn't have a Chinese accent at all. He spoke perfect English.

"I guess…oh! I made a new friend! Yen, meet, Rachel", Jenna said smiling.

"Hey, Rachel", Yen said.

"Hi", Rachel said and smiled.

"Here's your food. On the house, Jenna! It's a new year of school and tests. Have fun, ladies!" Yen said. He waved and walked out the door.

"Thanks, Yen!" Jenna and Rachel called. He peeked in to smile and closed the door.

"He seems nice", Rachel said.

"He is! Well, let's eat!" Jenna said.

About two hours later, Jenna and Rachel were done dinner, Rachel was done packing, and they were both in bed. Jenna had fallen asleep in a matter of minutes, but Rachel was too nervous and excited to sleep. She quietly pulled on her shoes, grabbed a jacket, and walked out the door with her keys in her pocket. She snuck past the guard and out the door for a late night walk. It's not like she needed to sneak by. The night guard was sleeping like a baby.

"I'm outside", Rachel whispered out loud to herself.

"Not for long!" someone shouted.