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Chapter 2

Zoey's POV

My weekend was altogether eventless. I sat around my room and watched old re-runs of Full House. That little Michelle girl is so irritating. Ugh. I left my room only to eat and use the restroom. I saw Nicole once. Somehow I managed to avoid eye contact with. As much as I was upset with Nicole I still miss her. How in the world did it get this way? I used to always no what to do. And now everything is so messed up.

Now I'm in Mrs. Burke's Senior English class. I sat in the back. So far no one is sitting next to me but I could really care less. I don't even know who's in this class because I haven't looked up since I got here.

"Hello everyone I'm Mrs. Burke. I need to assign seats for now so I can get to know all your names," she smiled.

I looked up at that. There was a bunch of kids I didn't know. Then I saw Logans wavy hair and Dana's now straight, light, brown hair. They were sitting next to each other. " Zoey Brooks, Dana Cruz,..."Mrs. Burke showed me to my desk. Why did my last name have to be Brooks? The class was very uncomfortable. Especially with Dana behind me I could feel her stare on my back. Or maybe it was just my imagination, I don't really know. Why do teachers always talk about rules on the first day of school? Couldn't they do something just a little bit more imaginative? Ugh.

The next class I did the same thing, sitting in the back of my Creative Writing classroom. There were only two seats in the back and the one next to me was empty. The bell rang and none of my old friends were in there. I relaxed and let go a sigh of relief. "Hi, I'm Mr. Fiori. Sit wherever you like and we'll do an activity in a couple of minutes after I take attendance," I sat and got lost in my thoughts about what happened last year.

"Promise me, Chase,"

"I promise,"

"Really?"

"Zoey I-"...

"Chase Matthews?" I jumped. Mr. Fiori interrupted my little day dream. "Has anyone seen a...Chase Matthews?" Mr. Fiori asked again. Hearing his name made little burn lingering my chest.

"That's me," Chase walked in. "Sorry I'm late I had to stay after to discuss something with my last teacher," he handed the teacher a pass.

"That's fine. Go ahead and take a seat," Mr. Fiori said.

"Um, where?" Chase gestured toward the almost full classroom. My cheeks grew warm. The only empty seat was by me.

"Well, there's an open seat by Ms. Brooks the girl in the back in the white shirt," Mr. Fiori pointed out. Chase started to walk back. I quickly looked down and stared at my hand. Well at least tomorrow I can switch seats.

As if he could read my thoughts Mr. Fiori said,"Ok guys these are your permanent seats." Geez, could it get any worse? I could hear Chase shifting around in his chair uncomfortably.

"We are going to do a writing exercise with parteners.You'll be doing it with the person sitting next to you. You have to interview them with the questions I give you and write up a biography about them just as a quick first day exercise. Any questions?" Mr. Fiori asked. The class was silent. "Ok good then. Here are the worksheets. Get to work."

Ok so I just decided that I do not like Mr. Fiori. There were deep questions on there andI have to answer to Chase. Why Chase? Maybe I can drop this class. I probably could but I really love writing and don't want to drop just because Chase was in here with me. No, I'm not going to quit doing something I love just because of him. HE messed up not me.

"So…"Chase started.

"Ok, forget the whole interviewing thing just write it up on a piece of paper or something. I'll do the same and then we can switch," I snapped, showing him that I didn't want to talk to him.

"Fine," he snapped right back.

A/N: Ok...next chapter will be what the answers to the questions Mr. Fiori asked. Sorry if any thing in here wasn't clear. Tell me in a review and I'll respond...:-) Merry Christmas.