A/N: I know, I'm posting two chapters at once, but I'm so bored and my internet isn't working . That makes me PÒed! But at least you get more chapters:) So this is to my reviewers, everyone I don't own anything. Like I said last chapter, there will be more dialog and more character intros. I'm really enjoying writing this and if you really enjoy reading this, let me know in a review. I'm still open for beta readers hint, hint wink, wink. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy and there should be another update shortly and I hope my internet gets fixed soon, it's making me upset that I can't post ;(

Boone ((End of second Period))

It wasn't as if he was THAT mean to her. She acted as if he was some kind of disease. He meant, Jeez, he's her brother, for God's sake. It's not like he treated her like she was some kind of alien, the way she treated him. He was just protective. She didn't deserve to have anything happen to her, so why not be? She was special, he knew it from the start. Different from most girls. At least he cared, unlike that Sayid guy. Sayid, he figured, was just like most guys; Only liked her for looks and money. He rolled his eyes. It sickened him. He hated seeing her entire relationship wasted on another guy. He'd just get what he wanted and leave her.

It wasn't all about Shannon though. Boone was looking forward to joining his mother's business. It was a wedding thing, but it was a nice paying job. At least then he'd make money and be able to get away from it all. Not have to worry about his sister so much and do something for himself for once. It was just a thought, but a really good thought. It was about time he worried about himself and took off. He needed something more than this, more than her complaining, more than what it was now.

He sat in the front of the room with everyone around him gone already, to the next period. Soon enough they'd all be ready to go home at the end of the day. Home. He wondered when he could finally reach a place that he could call home. He didn't figure it anytime soon, but when the moment came, he would know. He stood from his desk. As he searched the room for one familiar face he saw nothing, no one. Empty, how he felt.

Charlie ((Math, beginning of third))

As she stood before him, flawless and beautiful, as he gawked his eyes out, as he stared at her, he couldn't believe that the gorgeous blue eyed blonde hair girl in front of his wasn't in a fairytale. She was unbelievably, absolutely, adorable. Her eyes were the blue of an untamed ocean. Her hair was the color of an angel's halo. Just the sight of her made him loose his train of thought and stutter with his words. He couldn't even imagine meeting anyone more beautiful than the person standing directly in front of him.

"This is Claire Littleton, a new student here at Seymour High. Everyone should make her feel welcome. Just so she can get to know you guys a little better, we'll take five minutes out of this class so you can tell her you name and an interesting fact," Their English teacher announced. It was third period. Charlie was normally tired and ready to go home at this time, but know he didn't care if her had to stay all night. Just as long as she was there.

Charlie could see he wasn't the only one attracted to her. She'd have many secret admirers this Valentine's day. The chain was moving swiftly around the room. It was soon going to his turn. What was his interesting fact? Hi, I'm Charlie Pace and I love you? Yeah, smooth like she'd ever go out with you, ever then! I'm Charlie, Charlie Pace, and I'm the smoothest guy that ever lived? Sure, freak her out before you ever get to meet her personally. Hello beautiful, I'm Pace, Charlie Pace and I'm going to be in a rock band someday? Sure, let her think you're insane. No matter what Charlie seemed to say it sounded weird or not good enough. It was reaching his turn. It's now or never, man, now or never.

"I'm Charlie Pace, and I . . . I . . . I have 27 posters covering my wall at home," Charlie said, no sooner regretting it than it was said. Claire smiled at him. He then felt a warm reassuring flow covering him. At that moment Charlie felt as if he had done something right for a change.

Jack

He liked her. He could tell from the moment she smiled. Her laugh, her giggle, her grin. Everything. He loved everything about her. Well, everything that he knew of. He didn't even know if they were on the same page. It was different then his normal every day relationship because, Kate, had obviously had some hard times in her life span. He just wanted to do something about that. He would have to be careful and break it to her when he was sure it wouldn't hurt her. There wasn't much to tell yet though.

She had seemed to consume his mind though. Everywhere he turned something reminded him of her, whether it was the pink on the markers that students owned or the lunch boxes that reminded him of when they very first had lunch together. This was a different kind of crush than Jack had normally had, but he sure was enjoying it. This was something he wanted to last.

As he turned his head back to face her, he smiled. She was looking down at something, possibly reading. She might've been thinking. He shook his head with a smirk as he turned forward again, not letting anyone see him. His secret couldn't get out . . . not yet.

Shannon & Sayid ((Free Period, third))

Shannon turned to Sayid as they sat at a small circular table in the library. They had only been there about five minutes and Shannon was already talking.

"Sayid?" She called out in a whisper.

"Yes?" He replied.

"What chapter was homework?" She asked.

"Chapter 15, did you not write it down?"

"No, I forgot. You know how I am about that."

"Yes, Shannon, I was just thinking that maybe you start relying on yourself a little more. Like you know, remember to write down your homework and just the basic school stuff."

"Come on, I ask you one friggin' question and you get all angry just because I want to know about the chapter."

"Shannon, you don't have to get all defensive, I was just trying to help."

"Well, if you really wanted to help you would've stopped after you said chapter 15. I'm going to go sit over there." she pointed to a table on the other side of the room.

"Shannon, wait!" When she didn't turn around, he knew he had made a mistake.

James ((In his free period as well))

It wasn't looking good. He'd showed up, just to be stood up. They were so post to meet free period and lunch. Now he was to suffer the embarrassment of having a tutor and being stood up by her as well. It was rude. He knew what it meant, he had been just that to many other people; now he guessed he knew how it felt.

He checked his watch, five minutes late.

Yesterday wasn't looking too promising either. When he strolled through Mr. Bridgewell's office yesterday, he had the news broken to him that Jack was going to have to be his tutor. He was told Jack was a replacement. James knew it was because Ana had said no. Why would she have said yes in the first place, was just another wonder to him. But just as he was starting to tell him about how to raise his grades and extra credit, little miss chica sauntered through the door.

"I've changed my mind . . . I'll do it," Were her exact words, pause and all. She just walked out after she said it. At least now he knew he wasn't going to have to deal with Jack.

Something pulled James from his thoughts, it was Sticks and Mohammed arguing about some homework assignment. He really didn't care nor had time for anything like that. He checked his watch and noted that she was fifteen minutes late. He stood to leave only to be pulled back down.

"Where ya headed off to, cowboy?" Ana asked with a slight smirk.

"To go look for you, sweetness," He replied countering her smirk.

"Look no further, I have arrived," She raised an eyebrow for a moment before looking down to the textbook.

Something jolted through James' body. It was shocking but he liked it. It was the way she could argue back, stand up to him . . . it was a challenge. He was ready to battle to the death and he could tell that, that was possibly what he was going to have to do.

Ana ((While switching classes to go to third, to help James))

She headed over to her locker. It was jam packed with loads of books, considering she had the books that she was so post to help her tutor him, add that to her regular school books, notebooks, and everything else, it was fully loaded. She grabbed the Geometry tutoring book and a spare notebook. It was her first lesson with him and she wanted to be fully prepared. God knows, she wasn't ready yesterday. When she told the teacher she wasn't interested she had a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach ever since. Then when she finally couldn't take it, she ran back. Not looking before she went in. She paused midway through the sentence and saw him there, James. She stopped and then continued. From embarrassment, she ran out as soon as she could. But as she shut her locker and turned to leave she saw her best friend and boyfriend, Matt, leaning on the locker door next to her's.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" She asked as she leaned up close next to him.

"Um, ya, I uh . . ." Matt cut himself off. He seemed nervous or worried about something. She'd been with him long enough to notice that kind of stuff. In fact they had been grade school best friends and then he finally asked her out in the end of their sixth grade year. So they'd been together as friends for about 8 ½ years and as a couple 5. She could probably pick out his words for him before he used them. Some reason, right now, she was puzzled. She hadn't seen him acting like this since when he very first asked her out.

"What's wrong?" She asked with a worried tone.

"It's uh, I just wanted to, uh, tell you something. Something important." This was what got her attention. He rarely acted this seriously. Something must've happened.

"What happened?" She asked as she stood closer to him. He scooted back a bit.

"You know that Nicole chick?" He questioned looking at the floor.

"You mean your slut of a Biology partner?"

"Yeah her."

"And?"

"Well, she kind of . . . kissed me." Ana stood there. Shocked. It was the only expression she held on her face. "And I kissed back." That sentence echoed through her head for what seemed like hours but was only a minute to the rest of the world.

"What?" She finally said.

"Look Ana, I just got caught up in the moment. It's nothing to worry about. It'll never happen again. I promise."

"Your promises don't mean a damn thing to me. Why don't you step back and fuck off," She cursed. Right now she was fuming. Before she turned to leave, there was a slap in the face, from which Matt had received from Ana. Ana ran down the hall.

She looked to her watch. She was already 5 minutes late for her first session. She really didn't give a damn at that moment. Once she was out of ear shot, her tears started drowning her face. He screwed up everything. She actually pictured a future with him. And all over a skank named Nicole. It wasn't fair.

She looked at her watch again. She was now 10 minutes late. There was a bathroom near the library where she could clean up. There was no way she was going to allow anyone to see her like that . . . especially not James.

A/N: I know Ana's was longer than the rest, and I'm sorry for that. It's not cause I like her best, it's only cause I had to fit it all in and stay in character. Next chapter there will be more on the relationships and I'm planning on having Liam make his debut. My internet is still down! Grr! But please review and I'll hopefully update soon. Insight internet service working well in Kentucky is like snow in Hawaii. Ya, it's late and I'll try and post soon