There was nothing but silence between the two of them as they left the high school office. Billy walked ahead of Charlie. He really didn't want to talk to this guy. He didn't need help finding his way around the school. Back home, his old high school was three times bigger than this measly school, so Billy was sure he could find his way around this place. Billy turned to the right once he got out into the hallway.

"Um, the high school is this way," Charlie mumbled, but just enough to where the dirty blond haired male could hear him.

Billy froze in his tracks and quickly spun around. His face was hot with embarrassment, but he strutted over to Charlie as if nothing happened.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me before we left the office that we were supposed to go this way?" Billy grumbled.

They were now walking side by side, but with a foot or two in between them. Charlie shrugged.

"You seemed to know what you were doing, so I didn't say anything," Charlie started to laugh. "Turns out you didn't."

Billy rolled his eyes. "Shut the hell up. Who puts the middle and high school in the same building anyway?"

Charlie gave another quiet laugh. "It's Hawkins, what do you expect?"

Billy's eyes wandered to the floor, not really knowing what to say. He was usually a talkative and social person, but when talking one on one with someone, he felt lost.

"I'm Charlie by the way," the dark haired male said, holding his hand out to Billy, his voice full of bashfulness.

Charlie was never one for talking to anyone that he didn't know. Billy hesitated just for a second before placing his hand in Charlie's hand to shake it.

"I'm Billy, I don't know if the principal already said it in there or not, since he kept yappin' about how great this school is," Billy chuckled.

They pulled their hands away and Charlie led him down another hallway. Each side of the hallway was covered in white lockers.

"Don't listen to him, this place really isn't that great. I'm originally from Ohio and my middle school was a whole hell of a lot better than here," Charlie stated.

"Oh, Ohio, huh? That sounds pretty-"

"Charlie, there you are! I was looking all over for you." A red head girl smiled running up to the pair of boys.

Charlie beamed at the sight of the girl, and the two shared a quick yet loving kiss. After they pulled away, her eyes landed on the unfamiliar boy. She arched an eyebrow in confusion and looked at her partner for answers.

"April, this is Billy. He's new here and they wanted me to show him around for the week." Charlie explained. April's suspicious look turned into a look of acceptance.

A white and wide smile shown on her face as she looked at Billy. Both of Billy's eyebrows were raised as he was not expecting this girl to show up at all. She wore a red bow in the back of her hair and had on a white top with red polka dots all over it. Her jeans were tight and rode high on her waist.

Students were starting to file out of classrooms and crowd the hallway. All these kids looked different from the kids in California. They were all pale and looked like they were from a lower class. Billy leaned back against the locker, only to have April reach across Charlie to tap him on the sleeve of his jacket.

"Hey, we're gonna have lunch later, maybe you'd like to join us?" April said, sounding really perky as she talked to him. "Charlie, shouldn't he join us?"

Charlie's shrugged. The tranquil look on his face didn't change.

"I mean only if he wants to, if he has other plans or-"

"I'd be happy to," Billy piped up.

April showed that wide smile again and looked up at Charlie with that same overjoyed expression on her face. This girl was way too happy for Billy's liking. Billy watched as Charlie pulled his girl in to kiss her on the top of her head, as she closed her eyes and basked in the simple gesture. This was awkward to say the least and he knew it wasn't his place to say anything, being the new guy and all that.

Back in California, Billy had girlfriends, but they never really lasted that long. The longest relationship he ever had lasted six months. Besides that, his relationships lasted only a few dates or one night stands. Billy knew he really wasn't ready to commit to anyone. He thought at this age there was so much more to focus on than loving someone else.

"I'll see you both at lunch, okay?" April giggled as she was still hanging off of Charlie. Right before Charlie's lips met her's, she pulled away to where her eyes met Billy's. "It was nice meeting you, Billy."

Billy gave a solemn nod. "You too."

April turned back to Charlie, seeing the look of irritation on his face at the fact that she had cut off their kiss. She proceeded to giggle a little more before they finally kissed goodbye. Billy rolled his eyes. It wasn't that he didn't like April, he just couldn't see himself standing to be in a romantic relationship with her. As April left, Charlie turned his attention back to Billy.

"We should get to class. You're in my next class," Charlie pointed out.

They were back to walking next to each other down the hallway. The silence was back as well before Charlie wasted no time saying something else.

"I'm sorry about that, back there. Usually I'm not hanging out with anyone when April shows up," Charlie apologized.

The blue eyed male furrowed his eyebrows together.

"Why the hell are you apologizing? She wasn't bothering anyone," Billy grumbled.

Charlie let out a frustrated sigh. "Well, you were there, I just wanted to make sure you weren't annoyed with all that."

"That's your girlfriend, man. I wasn't gonna say anything, it's cool."

A shy smile showed on Charlie face. Billy chuckled a little.

"So how long have you two been together?" asked Billy.

Charlie started to blush a little, thinking about April. "About 10 months. This December will mark a year of us being together."

"Must be exhausting," Billy commented.

Charlie gave him a confused look. Billy immediately knew he shouldn't have said that.

"I mean being with someone for that long. I personally don't see how anyone can stay with someone for so long," Billy stated.

The dark haired male chuckled a little, kind of understanding where Billy was coming from.

"I never really believed in love until I met April," Charlie told him. "But enough about me, what about you?"

Billy arched an eyebrow. "What about me?"

"Have you ever been in love before?" asked Charlie.

Charlie then watched as Billy started to laugh more than he had before.

"What's so funny?" Charlie questioned.

Billy calmed down a little and his eyes met Charlie's. He began to shake his head back and forth.

"No, I've never been in love before," Billy answered, a frown coming over his features.

From the serious tone in Billy's voice, Charlie knew he shouldn't ask him anymore questions, but he couldn't help himself.

"You never loved anyone when you lived in California?" Charlie asked.

The blond haired male shook his head again. "Nope. I mean, dated some girls, if that's what you're getting at. But those relationships really didn't last that long. Love's just not for me, I guess."

Charlie nodded, his eyes wandering to the floor. "Sorry."

"What for?" Billy asked, a soft laugh left his mouth.

"For prying. We just met and I'm already asking you personal shit," Charlie answered.

Billy bit his bottom lip and exhaled just a bit. "Don't be. You're stuck with me for a week, might as well get that stuff out of the way first."

Charlie liked the way Billy saw the situation. Normally, people would tell him that "he should know better than to talk about those things", but Billy wasn't like those people. He underestimated Billy at first. At first, he thought he was nothing but some too cool for school California boy, but he wasn't. Maybe being stuck with him for a whole week wouldn't be all that bad.

"Um, uh, here we are, senior English, the most boring class in the school," Charlie nervously stated, once they reached the classroom they were looking for.

Charlie opened the door, and gestured for Billy to walk in. "After you."

Billy chuckled to himself when he saw the goofy grin Charlie wore. He walked into senior English with Charlie following behind him.