A/N: Oh my gosh! Thanks guys! I really do appreciate it! This chapter will be dedicated to Dee Lee for giving my story a chance. It really does mean a lot to me. More than you know. Anyway, so yes, thank you guys ever so much for your reviews! I don't anything, except for my plot line! Enjoy! Oh and they are in their second year of high school : ) Also, just letting you know, I don't have a beta reader, so I'm having trouble calling Sawyer, 'James.' So excuse me if it says Sawyer, rather than James. If anyone wants to be my beta, let me know!

Ana

"Why is this happening to me?" Ana Lucia asked herself while she was heading to Mr. Bridgewell's office to tell him whether or not she wanted to help him with tutoring James in three different subjects. It would pretty much consume all her free time and she'd have loads of homework to do when she got home. For some odd reason though, she felt compelled to say yes. She didn't know what it was, but she really felt like she should do it. She would defiantly say yes if it were anyone other than him. The southern charm and nicknames didn't fool her. Deep down he was smart, Ana knew that much, but what she didn't know was why he wouldn't show it. It was probably just because of his big fat ego. "Yes or no, Ana?" She asked herself as she paced back and forth in front of his door.

There were pros and cons of the situation, and she was sure of it. She just couldn't find the pros yet though. She didn't want to bring pain to others . . . Jack, though. He didn't deserve to get beat up on her account. Nor did Ana want to have to deal with him. Ana ran fingers through her hair in frustration. What was she to do? It really wasn't the slightest bit fair.

She took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. She knew what she was going to do. Ana gripped her books tight and opened the door in front of her. Now she was to decide how to tell him. It wasn't going to end pretty either way. So she entered the room and swallowed hard. Mr. Bridgewell's eyes were sharp on her as he waited for an answer.

Charlie

He tilted his head back and forth slowly as he drummed his pencil hard on the desk before him. He was a smaller than most boys and his British accent was far from normal for the rest of the teens to get used to, but in time they would. He had just come here in the beginning of this year and school still had a long way to go before summer. So as he sat there drumming his pencil he mouthed the words to some British rock song he had become accustomed to, unlike the others who had probably never heard of the band.

He jerked his head upright to see his Spanish teacher staring right back at him.

"Please, Mr. Pace, Pay attention," The teacher begged for about the fourth time that period.

New record, Charlie smirked as he watched the teacher turn his back once more to continue at the board. Pressing his chalk down hard. Charlie didn't even know why he joined this class, he would have much rather taken German or something, but no, he had to pick this one. The only reason he did was because he saw Shannon's name on the list. That was before she changed her mind and switched her name to the 'French' list. Charlie hated it when that happened. He rolled his eyes.

"Women," he mumbled as he pulled out his notebook and started to scribble a few things down. No, it wasn't to his notes, it was ideas for his C.D. cover to his band that he would one day have. He was going to be the most famous rock band in the history of rock! British or not, he would be heard world wide. It didn't matter, he was going to be the lead singer and everyone was going to adore him. Worlds most wanted man, he thought with a smile.

Kate

She didn't even realize that he was in this class. She probably never would have either if it weren't for him sitting near her previously that day. Who would've thought that they could end up in all the same classes except for three. She was just happy to actually have an acquittance of a sort. It's not like she was ready for any type of friendship, not this soon, but she was happily making her way there.

They weren't even sitting close though. He was way in the front and she was in the very back corner. When she sat there, she rarely got called on; That was the way she liked it. When she wasn't called on, no one would even notice her. She normally hated it when people tried to reach out and talk to her. They would just want to know about her, know about her past; that was something she wasn't ready to sit around and tell stories about. She didn't really know if she ever would.

She turned her glance elsewhere. She saw that outside was a pigeon, picking at a worm in the ground. She wished she could be as free as the pigeon. Since it was a pigeon, no one would really even notice. How much she just wanted to forget everything, forget this place, forget the past . . . and just fly away, start over. It wasn't fair, but as she had observed earlier, life is unusually cruel. She was just going to have to get over it.

Shannon

As Shannon sat in the back examining her fingernails, she sighed. Class was so boring. Did they try and make it this way? Maybe if they tried a little harder to make it fun, fewer people would drop out. She wasn't surprised when her best friend had dropped out after last year. She herself would have too, but her dumb stepmother made her go.

She arched an eyebrow as she looked toward the front of the room to her so called 'brother'. Oh yeah, what a brother he was. Always showing off in front of her, trying to be protective, always correcting her. She supposed brothers were so post to do that, being the macho, over powering type, but he seemed to be more annoying than most. She rolled her eyes. He seemed to be that way at all times. It could've been because they are the only two, and that her father was sick, or maybe that he was just obsessed with her health and nurture, but it didn't really matter. She really didn't care. She just hated not really having a good friendship with any of her family.

That was where Sayid came in. He was just so comforting and easy to talk to. She turned her head toward him. He sat in the next seat over. As he noticed her watching him, he smiled. Shannon returned the favor by grinning back. She faced forward again. He was just everything she needed right now. A comfort, a friend, a love. She wasn't sure how long it would last, but it was good for now.

As she turned her head toward the front, she had no idea what life was going to bring her. But at the moment she really didn't care. She was happy and planned on being like that for a while. Anyone who tried to stop it, would have to just get over themselves. She didn't plan on changing anytime soon for anyone.

Sayid

Sayid closed his eyes and mentally wrote the notes in his head. He didn't have a photographic memory or anything, but his memory was better than most. Anyone who took a glance at him could tell he was smart, but he did have his weaknesses too. Shannon was her name. She was a beautiful creature; one that he hoped to hold to for awhile. She was something he felt he had to take care of. He rather enjoyed taking care of someone since he was pretty well taken care of himself. But he'd heard stories, the ones about her stepmother not being a mother that Shannon could really talk to or have help from. She was still part of her family, but sometimes she felt like she just couldn't stand to be around her. Anyway, she was a great friend and an excellent girlfriend.

They were really different though. Sayid enjoyed his studies and Shannon liked to party a lot. Sayid liked art in his free time and she liked to dance in her spare time. He liked to read novels, and she liked to read magazines. They were just different from each other. Sometimes he worried if they were too different. Somehow they always seemed to work. It was a shock to him as to others.

Sayid also had a place for electronics in his heart. He liked working with things with wires. He never did anything like take something apart and put it back together, but he did study the insides of things. He was quite found of his telecommunication classes. He studied them and he could very well take something apart. Putting it together was the problem. Not that it mattered it wasn't like he was going to make a living off of it anyhow.

He turned as he saw Shannon and he smiled. He watched as she did the same to him. He'd do anything just to make her smile like that, anything. He just wanted her happy. It didn't matter the situation. He normally found ways to succeed in that.

James

He rolled his eyes. This whole tutoring thing was making him agitated all day. Just the slightest thought of someone knowing they were better than him, made him just want to punch someone. He weighed his options. On one hand he could see it not being so bad if he had Ana. They would argue a lot and barely get any work done, but it would be loads better than having little-o-Jackie teach him anything. If he even spoke to him about class, Sawyer felt as if he was fuming. Nothing would work between him. He just couldn't imagine having someone other than a teacher teach him. As if that wasn't bad enough already. He already knew that this was going to be a pain in his royal ass.

He turned toward the board. At least he knows he'd make more of an effort to pay attention. No matter how badly he didn't want tot pay attention, he didn't want a tutor more. He just felt as if he were going to explode any second. He wanted to just take his chair and hack it across the room. Either way. How did he end up here? He started out a good kid. He guessed it happened with his parents. He just wanted to get revenge. Not like he had done anything but write a letter, but it was his childhood that messed him up. He rolled his eyes. He wasn't going to get on the subject, not right now with all the stress of everything else. He didn't need it.

As James focused in on the board and the teacher, he wrote some notes down. Not his normal thing, but hey, a tutor was more abnormal. It wasn't like he wasn't going to be determined to at least reach a C, just to get everyone off of his back. He wouldn't need a tutor nor would he need the teacher helping him. He'd be fine. But as the bell rang his heart sank in anger. It was time to find out what had happened. Who exactly was going to be his tutor. Whoever it was, Jacko better watch out.

A/N: Please don't be mad about the whole no Dialog thing. It's just that I wanted everyone to warm up to their teenage characters, who are slightly different from their regular characters. Don't forget about me beta thing, cause I'd really appreciate it! I promise next chapter there will be more dialog and I'll also introduce some new characters. Nobody of real importance, but they are there none-the-less. I'll also get to Boone next chapter, sorry Dee Lee, it's just late and my favorite show is coming on and I thought it was a nice place to end it. Liam is going to be in his last year of high school and he will be there too. I haven't forgotten about Claire, she'll be here within the next few chapters. And I promise everyone a kiss before the end of chapter 7. Hopefully I can get everything on the road soon enough : D I hope everyone enjoyed! I don't know exactly when you will read this, because my internet is down but this is typed the day after the first one was. So I haven't forgotten, it's just my dumb internet service! But please review! Thankees much! PM me or send me an e-mail if interested in Beta reading!

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