*Juliet's POV*

I followed behind Caroline as she led me down the hall. We were watched by inquisitive eyes as we parted the masses; I couldn't help but smirk. "So, what's your first class?" she asked. She stopped abruptly and spun on her heel to face me.

I glanced down at my schedule. "U.S. History with Mr. Saltzman."

She nodded. "Me too! He's a great teacher by the way. I'll show you to his room. Come on." She turned around and led me to the classroom. We stopped outside the door and she started talking to a group of people who I assumed were her friends. "Hey guys! This is Juliet. She just moved here from London." she said.

Her friends, Elena, Stefan, Bonnie, and Matt, proceeded to introduce themselves to me one by one.

"Nice to meet you all." I replied with exaggerated enthusiasm. My mother's advice to be be nice ran through my head. I deicided to give them a chance since they seemed nice, even if they weren't like my usual crowd.

The bell rang and we all went into class. Everyone sat down in their assigned seats, leaving me standing at the front of the class standing alone. The man who I asumed was Mr. Saltzman turned to me. "You must be our new student, Juliet." Thank you Captain Obvious.

"Yup." I deadpanned.

He flashed me a friendly smile that made me feel a little guilty for being rude. "Welcome. Let's find you a seat." He glanced around the classroom for a moment and his eyes settled on an empty desk, conveniently in the front of the class. Lucky me. He gestured to it, so I went over to it and slung my bag over the back of the chair before sitting down. I could feel the eyes of the other students burning a hole in the back of my head. I smirked, just like when I had walked down the hallway. Though I wouldn't say it out loud, I was enjoying the attention. Maybe being the new girl wouldn't be that bad after all. Mr. Saltzman cleared his throat and began his lecture.

I tried to listen and take notes, but I could feel someone staring at me. I glanced over at the person sitting in the desk next to mine, pushing a curl away from my face so I could see clearly. My blue eyes made contact with a pair of piercing brown ones; a boy's eyes to be exact. He smirked in a charming, flirtatious way. I rolled my eyes and looked back to the board where Mr. Saltzman was writing notes, ignoring the butterflies that fluttered in my stomach. I felt his gaze move away from me, hopefully he was offended by my lack of interest. There's nothing quite like rejecting a handsome boy. It definitely makes you feel a bit better about yourself.

At last, the bell rang. I quickly got up and packed my things. Caroline offered to escort me to my next class, but I declined as politely as I could. I went to my locker to put one of my books away. I closed my locker and turned around, gasping as I nearly waked into someone. I looked up into the familiar eyes that had been staring at me in history class. I sighed as my stomach started knotting up and heat rushed to my cheeks. "Excuse me." I huffed rudely, trying to step past him, but he side-stepped in front of me.

"Hello darling. I'm Kol." he said with a cheeky grin. I resisted the urge to grin back at him.

"And I'm not impressed, so move." I snapped, averting my eyes and once again trying to get around him.

He stepped in front of me again."That's not very polite. Now, why don't we try again?" he said. I noticed his accent this time, English, of course. Not like anyone would expect us to flock together like fucking geese.

I rolled my eyes and looked back up at him. "Juliet." I said. I got a better look at him. His brown hair was tousled perfectly and looked soft - I wanted to run my fingers through it. He was still smirking. Did he always smirk like that? I cleared my throat quietly. "Now, can you please get out of my way?" I demanded rather than just asking. I tried to stay away from cocky guys and Kol was definitely cocky. I tried stepping around him for the third time and this time he let me - third time's a charm. Satisfied, I grinned and went off to my next class.

At noon everyone went to lunch. I sat down at a table with Caroline, Bonnie, Elena, Stefan, a guy named Tyler, Matt, and Bonnie's boyfriend, who I learned was named Jeremy and, awkwardly, was Elena's younger brother. They asked me an endless list of questions, mostly Caroline. She asked me if I would consider joining cheerleading. Apparently they needed a flyer and I seemed to be the perfect fit. Elena also encouraged me to join. I agreed even though it was way out of my comfort zone. I figured, what the hell?

The rest of the day went by quickly, to my surprise. "Cheer practice is tomorrow from 3:30 to 5:00, so be sure to be there. We meet in the gym right after school." Caroline said as we headed toward the parking lot.

"Great. I'll be there." I replied. I waved goodbye before walking over to my car and driving home.

As soon as I got through the front door, my mother started asking me questions. "How was your day?"

"Pretty good actually. I made some friends and I joined the cheerleading squad." I said. For the first time that day, I didn't have to force a smile. It came naturally.

She smiled at me. "That's great! I'm so glad you're getting on with your classmates." she said. "You weren't rude to anyone were you? I now you can be rather sassy." Her tone was more serious now.

I nodded. "For the most part, yes." I said. She raised an eyebrow at me, but didn't question my further. "I have homework to do." She nodded and I went to my room.

I threw my bag on the floor and collapsed onto my bed, face first. I prayed that tomorrow would go as smoothly as today had. It wasn't perfect, but it was much better than I had anticipated. The only real downside to my day had been the odd encounter with that boy from my history class, Kol. Sure he was good looking and seemed charming, but I had met a lot of other guys just like that in the past and they ended up being jerks.

I exhaled deeply and let the thoughts leave my head. The last thing I needed to do right now was think about the stupid things I had done over the past few years.

I got my phone and earbuds from my bag and let some music help me to escape reality for a little while.

A.N.- Thanks to a snow day, I got the chance to write another chapter. Constructive criticism is welcomed, but please be polite. Thanks. If you have any questions or ideas then PM me. Be sure to review! I'd love to hear what you guys think so far. Sorry the chapters are so short. I'll try to make them longer. Bye (: