Okay so just to be clear, this story will have a lot of drama and romance in it. If you're into that kind of thing, go ahead and read. This is something different than from what I usually write so feel free to give critcism. Anyways enjoy!

Aiden's P.O.V.

"Okay. School is starting back up tomorrow and I got you two school supplies. Now I want you both on your best behavior. Including you, young man," mom eyed me suspiciously.

I rolled my eyes. "I know, mom."

"Don't get smart with me. At least Nicole listens."

Nicky stuck her tongue out at me, mocking me like she always did. I sighed and tried to ignore her.

"Now you two be nice. I expect to know how your days went after school tomorrow. Understood?"

"Yes, mom," Nicky said sweetly still trying to show off in front me.

Alright. Go ahead and keep playing as the golden child.

"And remember I love you both."

She hugged both of us and held us for a little too long before finally letting go.

"I love you too mom," I say trying to make her a little less suspicious of me. It worked because she gave me a warm smile afterward. I gave Nicky a smug look and she only rolled her eyes and turned away.

After that, I went to bed. I thought about having to go to a new school tomorrow and I had to admit I was a little anxious, but at the same time, I just wanted to get it over with.

The next morning, I was woken at 6:00 AM from none other than my sister.

"Aiden, wake up." She shook me.

"What do you want, Nik?" I muttered while rubbing my eyes.

"We gotta get ready for school. Mom said to wake you up early."

She sounded a little too energetic this early in the morning. I mean she's still in middle school for Christ's sake.

Damn, middle school sucked.

I sighed still feeling sleepy and now slightly grumpy.

"Just tell mom I'll be ready. I need to sleep for five more minutes. Maybe ten."

"Um, no. Mom wants you up now and plus, you snore like a bear."

"I do not."

"Do too."

"Just...get out of my room and I'll be ready."

"Okay, but if mom has to pull you out of bed, I'll laugh."

I rolled my eyes at her.

"Leave."

She giggled before running away. It took a lot of willpower, but I managed to get my ass out of bed and get ready.

I threw on a dark colored shirt, some jeans and a brown leather jacket. I brushed my teeth and gave my hair a quick comb before tossing my bookbag over my shoulder.

I headed out to the kitchen to grab something to eat and of course I found Nicky sneaking into the box of chocolate donuts while mom wasn't around. I smirked and began tip toeing behind her. Once I got close enough, I grabbed a hold of her shoulders.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" I yelled.

Nicky jumped and let out a loud squeek. She turned to me with wide eyes as if she had just witnessed a murder. I couldn't hold back and I started laughing.

"What the fuck, Aiden!" She put a hand on her chest while breathing heavily.

I was laughing so hard, my stomach started burning.

"So much for your diet plan that you kept bragging about," I said between laughs.

"Urgh! Get out of here!"

"Make me."

She attempted to hit me but I was quick to back away. I was ready for a chase.

"You two are already fighting?" Mom's voice rang out and we froze. She was glaring at the two of us with her arms crossed, expecting an explanation.

"He scared me to death!" She pointed at me.

I rolled my eyes and smirked. "She was digging into the chocolate donuts."

Mom sighs exasperatedly. "We don't have time for this. You two are going to be late now let's go."

I grabbed a donut before we headed out. Much to Nicky's dismay, mom had dropped me off first because the high school was closer.

Mom said her goodbyes before driving off. I wasn't too pleased to be going to school again, let alone a new school, but there was no turning back now.

I took out my schedule and went inside the building. I was surrounded by people I've never met before and it felt so strange, but I wasn't interested in talking to anyone. I just wanted to get through my classes and let this day be over with.

Okay, so my first class was math. Great. I nearly got lost until I found the classroom. I sat down and once the teacher came in, the bell rang and she began talking about class rules and all that shit.

She seemed too...enthusiatic and I knew right then and there, she'd be one of those teachers.

Throughout the class period though, there was this one kid that talked a lot. He looked chinese and he was constantly talking to these other kids during class. He even got smart towards the teacher once she told him to be quiet.

I'm surprised she didn't beat his ass with a ruler.

What made this worse was that he was sitting right next to me and he just wouldn't shut up.

Thankfully, class was over and I was already heading to 2nd period. Suddenly, I felt my books being knocked out of my hands.

"Move it, bitch boy."

I furrowed my brows as I turned to see some guy wearing a blue electronic mask and a black hoodie. He didn't even spare me a single glance before walking away.

What the fuck?

Who the hell was that guy? It didn't matter, however I clenched my fists, but I fought the urge to chase after that guy and beat his ass. The last thing I needed was to be sent home on my first day.

I kept it together and I picked up my binders and books before heading to second period. I was almost there until someone had to cut a corner and run into me. It was a punk rock looking girl who had stumbled right into me causing her to fall backwards onto the floor. She must have been in a rush.

I was already frustrated from having my shit knocked out of my hand by some douchebag, this was the last thing I needed.

"Watch where the fuck you're going," I said out of pure irritation while looking down at her.

She just stared up at me through her ice blue eyes with furrowed brows as if I was the biggest asshole in the world.

I huffed before stomping away. I was too blinded by anger to even process what just happened.

I was almost late, but I managed to arrive on time to class just before the bell rang. Throughout the class period, I started thinking about what just happened. Matter of fact I started to feel bad.

Jesus, I was an asshole.

That girl didn't deserve to get yelled at. She could have been new like me or she was just simply trying to find her class. I gotta apologize to her next time I see her.

I went through the next few classes not really paying attention to what the teachers were saying, and then fifth period came, which was art.

"Alright youngins, my name's Mr. Kenney, but you all can call me T-Bone. Most of my drop outs call me that."

I knew most of my teachers were pretty boring, but this guy almost looked like a hippie dressed in hipster clothing. He had dreadlocks that went down to his shoulders and a long beard with a nose ring. He had a southern accent too and he sounded almost surly.

"Now do I really have to tell yall how to operate? I mean you're seniors for Christ's sake. Don't skip class, don't be tardy, ask me if you need to be somewhere, blah blah blah. Here's the syllabus."

Straight to the point. I like it. He began to hand each of us a syllabus and call roll until we heard the door open.

It was that girl.

She stood awkwardly while people stared at her. The teacher AKA T-bone (I guess I'm a future drop out) saw her too.

She cleared her throat. "I'm sorry I'm late." She had a french accent. "It was an emergency."

He waved her off.

"Eh, you're fine. It's the first day. Take a seat right here." He pointed towards the empty seat next to mine.

She saw me and I knew she remembered what happened this morning. She tried to play it off as she set her bag down and sat next to me.

"And what's your name?"

"Clara."

I processed the name. It sounded nice.

"Clara...ah here you are." He checked her name off.

He went on to tell us that we had the rest of class to ourselves. Well that was quick.

It felt awkward sitting next to the girl I told off this morning. I looked over at her and took the chance to study her.

Her hair was jet black and she had half shaved wavy hair that went down to her shoulders. She had piercings on her face, one on her chin and two more on her cheeks. She looked to be goth from her eye shadow and her leather jacket she was wearing; however, her lips were a bright pink color.

I had to apologize to her, but she was ignoring me by looking at her phone. I took a deep breath before reaching out and tapping her shoulder. She turned to me and gave me a cold look.

"What?" She hissed.

"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you earlier. I was just pissed off about something. Some guy knocked my stuff out of my hands and when I bumped into you, I didn't know what came over me. I...really do apologize," I scratched the back of my neck.

She was silent for a moment and took a deep breath.

"It's okay, I guess. You said someone knocked stuff out of your hand. Anyone I know?"

I shrugged. "I didn't know who he was. He was wearing some stupid blue electronic mask."

"Oh I know who you're talking about. He's a popular DJ here and he's a real asshole to people that aren't in his clique. He goes by the name Defalt, but I like to call him Defect...I'm so lame I'm sorry."

"No, no that's actually pretty good," I smirked.

"Really? I always thought it was kind of stupid."

"No, it's not. That word probably suits him."

She studied me and managed to work up a small smile.

"What's your name? I've never seen you around here before."

"That's because I'm new. My name's Aiden."

She smirks, "Clara."

She extends her hand out and I gladly shook it.

"Welcome to our school. Have you met anybody else or just me?"

I shook my head, "No, just you."

She nods. "Are you originally from here?"

"No. I came all the way from Chicago."

"Oh, Chicago. I always wanted to go there. I hear it gets snowy there during the winter and it never does here. I've always wanted to be in the snow at least for one day."

I furrowed my brows. "You've never experienced being in the snow? Not even a flurry?"

She shook her head.

"Maybe I can take you over there some day," I sort of joked but a part of me felt like it wouldn't be in the future.

"Hm...I think I'd like that."

"Yeah."

We were silent for a moment before she spoke again. "You should sit with me at lunch. I have a group of friends I sit with, but don't worry there's guys you can talk to. We've got room for one more."

I chuckled. "I'll sit with you, but please don't tell me one of your friends is an obnoxious chinese guy."

She laughs. "So you've run into him, huh? Of course he doesn't sit with us. You could call my group of friends...geeks. Sort of."

"Just make sure they don't get on my nerves."

"Oh they won't. Most of them are friendly."

"Most?"

"Well there is one and he's a bit energetic. He wears a mask similar to Defalt's but he calls himself Wrench. He's got a similar sense of style as mine, the rock look. Don't worry, he isn't as bad as Defect."

I chuckled. "I hope you're right."

Fifth period ended and I walked with Clara to lunch. Once we got our crappy cafeteria food, Clara lead me to a table filled with mostly guys and a single girl.

"Guys, someone new is going to be sitting with us today. He just moved here so play nice. His name is Aiden."

They all studied me, especially the guy with the mask. He looked like a war machine. His eyes would change emoticons depending on his expression.

What is up with this school?

"So you brought an outsider...," the guy who I was guessing was Wrench said skeptically.

"Relax, Wrench. Come sit down," the girl sitting across from Wrench who was wearing a purple scarf over her head and an oversized sweatshirt said.

Clara sat beside Wrench and patted the empty space next to her.

"Come on, it's fine." Clara reassured me.

I took a deep breath before sitting down beside her. Something about her accent was kind of soothing, like I could listen to it all day.

The people at the table were a little quiet and it began to feel awkward.

"Well, don't just sit there. Introduce yourselves," Clara urged them.

The girl was the first to speak, "I'm Sitara, this hipster beside me is Marcus," she points towards the black guy sitting beside her wearing geeky glasses.

"I ain't no hipster," he didn't look amused.

"The name's Horatio," another black guy wearing a dark hoodie, who sat next to Marcus, introduced himself.

"As you know already, this is Wrench," Clara gestures towards the guy in the mask, which I found idiotic.

"And this sweet boy is Josh," Sitara places her hand on the boy sitting to her left wearing a green hoodie and gave him a light shake.

"Hi," he looked at me almost timidly as he waved to me

It felt a little weird at first sitting with a group of people I didn't know, but I'd eventually get used to them.

"What up, losers," I heard a somewhat familiar voice come from behind me.

"Oh no, not Defalt," Marcus rolls his eyes.

That's when I saw him.

He was wearing that stupid blue mask again and he was surrounded by three different girls, all of them wearing skimpy clothing and their faces caked with makeup.

Jesus, they looked like they were planning to assassinate batman.

"Well if it isn't the little dweebs. Shame you guys won't get anywhere."

"Don't you have anything better to do?" Clara steps in.

Defalt paused and turned to her.

"Well don't you?" He replied back. "I mean a girl as pretty as you shouldn't be wasting your time with these douchebags. You are more than welcome to be a part of my group. Afterall, I wouldn't mind a foursome."

Clara looked shocked and appalled. I'm not sure what came over me after he said that, but I quickly stood up. I already had enough of this asshole.

"Do you want to get your ass beat?"

Clara's group of friends looked at me a little surprised, but also pleased.

"Oh, and you are?"

"The guy that's gonna be ripping that mask off your face if you don't leave right now," I warned.

"I will gladly join you," Wrench stood up also. "I have a sledge hammer in a separate bag," he whispered to me while giving me a small wink.

I wasn't sure whether to believe him or not, but that didn't matter right now.

Defalt crossed his arms "Wow, I'm so afraid. What are you, the new guy? You look like someone who came straight out of the streets." The girl giggled like idiots after he spoke.

I raised an eyebrow. "Maybe I have."

Defalt grew silent and studied me for a moment. I waited for him to say something stupid again, but he only threw back his head and started laughing almost like a maniac.

If only he knew I was serious.

"Ah, you're funny. I'm not gonna waste anymore time with you weasels." He then turned his head to Clara. "And please think about my offer."

"In your dreams," she scoffed.

I watched as he walked away with his group of female clowns, resisting the urge to chase after him.

Once he was out of sight, I slowly sat back down and let out a small huff. Wrench sat back down too.

"Damn, I like you already," Sitara smirked while looking in my direction.

"Agreed," Horatio said.

Everyone seemed to agree. I guess I was part of the group now.

Throughout the lunch period, I would occasionally catch Clara giving me a few glances before quickly turning away. I knew why she was looking towards my direction. Probably because of my sudden outburst at Defalt. Did I scare her? I hoped not.

After lunch, I went to my last couple of periods which were health and science and sadly Clara wasn't in any of them so I was on my own.

When I got home finally, I immediately dropped my bookbag and crashed onto the couch. I guess I was getting used to this new house because I wasn't feeling as homesick as I did before.

I found the remote and switched on the TV. Within two minutes, Nicky strolled in.

"Hello, big brother," she greeted me while standing in front of the TV.

I sighed. "What do you want now, Nik?"

"Well that's no way to greet your sister," my mom came in as well.

Great.

"So, tell me about your first day. Nicky told me her's was pretty good."

Of course she did.

"Well?" Mom said.

"It was...okay," I shrugged.

"Just okay?"

"Yeah, mom."

Mom placed her hands on her hips and eyed me skeptically.

"Did anything happen?"

"Nothing really. Just a bunch of teachers handed me a syllabus for you to sign."

"Okay. Well have you met anyone new?"

"Uh...yeah I have."

"Who?" Mom looked intrigued. I could tell Nicky was listening too.

"Her name's Clara and she let me sit with her lunch."

Mom gasps. "My son has met a girl?"

"Yeah right, like any girl would wanna be near him," Nicky snickers.

"It's not like that," I chuckled. "Well I...ran into her in the hallway and I kinda snapped at her." I scratched the back of my neck.

"What do you mean you snapped at her?" Nicky glared at me.

"Before I ran into her, some guy smacked my books out of my hands and I took it out on her. I didn't mean to though and I apologized to her later on. She said it was okay and...we became friends."

"I can't believe it," mom was still in shock. "Maybe this is working out for you. Perhaps you can bring her here and I can meet her."

"Why are you guys acting like this? I only mentioned that she was a girl and you two start freaking out."

"Mom's freaking out, not me," Nicky said.

"Uh huh. Anyway, she's a just a friend."

"Okay. Whatever you say, but I want to see the paperwork that your teacher's gave you," mom says.

"Wow, I never thought you'd be eager to get paperwork."

"Just give them to me before you forget to do it like you usually do."

I pulled out my papers and handed them to her. I retreated to my room shortly after. I shrugged my jacket off before crashing into bed. Today was okay I guess, regardless of running into an asshole. I still made a friend. Of course it'll still take me a while to get used to the new school.

Overall, today wasn't too bad.