AN: Here's another chapter. Aren't you so proud of me writing two chapters in one day (three if you count the other story) But don't tell anyone. I'm not supposed to be on the computer today (my mom took away my computer privileges) I could get into loads of trouble. So I never wrote this. It's all just an elaborate hallucination. :)

Miss Bellson was, in Sara's opinion, a bit loopy. She made sure Sara and Greg both got text books. Then she told the class to read the second chapter and raise their hands if the had any problems. Then she sat back in her chair and started to stare out the window. Sara hoped they would actually get to do projects later in the year. She liked science, she hoped the class would be fun.

She buried her nose in the book and Greg did likewise. Sara was a fast reader and had the chapter done in no time. Annoyed with the fact that Greg also seemed to be a quick reader, Sara returned to the book and continued on to the next chapter. Though people told her it was stupid, Sara quite enjoyed reading the text books.

There were plenty of questions floating around the room. In fact, she and Greg seemed to be the only ones who actually got the chapter. Sara resented this too.

"Hey Sara," Greg hissed. Sara didn't answer. She continued reading like she hadn't heard. But when he began to poke her, Sara couldn't ignore it.

"What," she snapped, not bothering to keep her voice down. Miss. Bellson didn't seem to notice or care.

"Let me see your schedule," Greg demanded. He had his goofy grin on. Sara glared but dug the sheet of paper out of her pocket. She dropped it into Greg's outstretched hand. Greg unfolded it and took his own schedule out. Then he began to compare the two. His grin started to widen and Sara knew that couldn't be good.

"We have . . . one . . . two . . . five classes together," Greg exclaimed sounding thrilled. Sara suppressed a groan but she couldn't help rolling her eyes. Greg jabbed at the paper where their classes were the same.

"Geometry, this class, photography, A/V tech and History," Greg said.

'Oh great,' Sara thought. She really didn't want to have any classes with this exuberant, excitable, hyper kid, let alone five. But so far he was the only new person he met, and it would be kid of cool to have a familiar face around.

'As long as he stays a fair distance away.'

"We have the next class together and you'll get to meet my friend Archie," Greg said as if offering a huge treat. Sara didn't say anything. She wasn't sure she wanted to meet any friends of Greg. But when the bell rang she started to try to figure out where the next room is. Remembering what Greg said, she simply followed him.

"Archie," Greg called out as soon as he stepped in the room. A small, skinny Asian boy looked up and grinned.

"Hey Greg," he said.

"Archie, this is Sara. Sara, Archie."

Archie smiled. Sara didn't, but she held out her hand and Archie shook it. She didn't say anything else. Because the rest of the seat were filled, Sara was forced to sit at the same table as Greg and Archie.

"Are you a new student?"

Sara looked up. A tall, balding man was talking to her. Sara nodded. She pulled out her schedule again and showed it to the man. He looked at it and nodded.

"Alright. I'm Mr. Kirchnear. We'll have to get you a camera and a couple forms your parents will have to sign. Mostly just permission to use the dark room and that sort of thing," he said. Sara nodded and followed the teacher to his desk. She rather liked this man. He smiled good naturedly at her as he handed her the permission forms. Then he went to what looked like a tall gray closet. There were several sections of shelves on the right and left that were mostly empty. The shelves on the back side were full of boxes with cameras, rolls of film and other things that looked like they didn't belong to anyone yet.

"Okay. Each student has a separate shelf for their camera, film, photos, and all that. This will be you shelf." He tapped the shelf second from the bottom on the right handed side of the closet. Sara nodded. Mr. Kirchnear went to the back shelves and started to shuffle through the stuff. He gave her a camera bok and three rolls of film. He also handed her another bok that was labeled "cleaning stuff" in large scratchy writing. Sara put all this on her shelf and then returned to her seat.

"Okay guys," the teacher said now back at his desk. "We're still going to do reading and research today."

Most of the class groaned and the teacher smiled. "We'll get outside tomorrow. I promise." A couple students cheered and there reading was done with much more enthusiasm.

For the most part, Archie and Greg left Sara alone, something she was very grateful for. But she didn't seen Greg studying her from behind his text book.

She wasn't exactly pretty. She was too skinny, her hair too flat and messy. She had a sort of woeful look to her. Her eyes were nice, but a bit to big for her slightly sunken face. Her clothes were obviously second hand and hung limply on her skinny frame.

But she had something too her. She was smart, no doubt about that, but there was something more. Something that greatly intrigued Greg. And he intended to find out what it was.

The class ended quicker then Sara had hoped. Apparently this wasn't the case for either Greg or Archie, who seemed quite glad to get out of there.

"Lunch," Archie exclaimed happily. Greg nodded.

"Hey, you want to sit with us," Greg asked Sara. She didn't have anyone else she knew, and frankly, his smiles were starting to grow on each other. Though she knew she would probably regret it in the long run, Sara nodded.

She followed the two boys to get her lunch. She had money in her pocket and pulled it out. After paying for her lunch, she followed Greg and Archie to th lunch table they sat at. It was small and close to the window, but Sara liked it.

Sara ate without speaking. Neither Greg nor Archie did this. The spoke almost nonstop. Sara couldn't even understand half of what they were saying. Archie seemed to be trying to explain Star Trek to Greg. Sara didn't think Greg was getting it.

"Oh yeah," Greg exclaimed suddenly, cutting Archie off.

"I forgot to tell you," he said speaking to Sara. "This is the lunch table of the Nerd Squad!" He seemed entirely thrilled by this. Sara nodded, bewildered.

"Yep," Greg continued. "Me and Archie. The Nerd Squad."

"Archie and I," Sara corrected him. She couldn't resist.

"Did I say you an join," Greg said, getting defensive all of a sudden. Sara rolled her eyes.

"I was correcting your grammar," she explained.

"I knew that you grammar...correcting...person," Greg said, obviously struggling with his word. Sara rolled her eyes.

"Great comeback Greg," she said sarcastically. In reply, Greg blew out his cheeks and stuck out his tongue. Sara couldn't help it. She grinned. Greg's face returned to normal and he stared at Sara for a moment.

"What," Sara asked.

"Nothing. You have a nice smile," Greg said, sounding completely serious