A/N: New story timeee! Okay so Vamplove218 and Inkheart4112 have inspired me to write this new story.

This story starts when the gang is the seventh grade and goes throughout high school.

Vamplove218's little one-shots about Stevie and Zander when they were younger are so cute, so please check them out. She inspired me to start the story when they were younger.

Inkheart4112's story Love Story has also inspired me to write this because it is so well written and I just love everything about it. This story is like Love Story because it's not about G5 being vampires, or mental hospitals, or anything like that, which for the record I LOVE those kind of stories, but this one is not one of those.

And to anyone who is wondering I am not discontinuing All Your Love, I'm going to try and balance two stories at once... Yeah this should be good.

Wow, okay this author's note needs to end.

Zander's POV

"Do you want me to walk in with you?"

"Are you kidding me mom? I'm 13 years old! I don't need to get made fun of on my first day with my mom walking in by my side," I tell her grabbing y backpack.

"Well sorry for trying to help!" she yelled back in response.

"Don't worry. Do you know how many times I've done this?" I ask.

"Okay, well have a good day, please try to stay out of trouble, love you!"

I step out of the car and start walking towards the large, brick building I now call my school. When I hear my mom tell me to have a good day, I turn around, giver her a quick little salute, and keep walking.

As soon as I entered the school, I could already feel the stares from everyone through my aviator sunglasses. I could hear all their whispers about who the new guy is.

I'm used to it. In the past three years I've been to four different schools, this is my second school this year, and that's why I'm staring in the second semester.

"Can I help you?" the secretary at the front desk asked me.

"Yes, I'm Zander Robbins, I'm the new student, and I'm here to pick up my class schedule," I flash her smile, and used my "Robbins charm" that everyone fell for.

"Ah yes, it's right here Mr. Robbins. And Miss Baskara will show you around for the day. Miss Baskara? Stevanna!" the secretary yelled.

A with shoulder length, chestnut hair emerged from around the corner. She was wearing a a plain, white t-shirt, a short, leather jacket, dark jeans, black combat boots, and unlike every other girl I passed in the hall, she didn't have an ounce of makeup on her face. She was beautiful.

She had her arms crossed over her chest, and she looked very annoyed, "Yes?"

"Stevanna, this is the young man that you'll be showing around today."

She sighed heavily, "Okay," she grabbed her backpack, "Come on."

As we walk down the hall I try to make some conversation, "So Stevanna..."

She cuts me off there, "Okay first of all, never call me Stevanna. Second, I'm only doing this because it's my punishment for pulling the fire alarm because I didn't want to present my oral report in class."

"This was your only punishment?" I ask.

"Plus another week of detention," she said laughing slightly.

Walking with this mysterious girl earned more stares than when I first walked in.

"So what should I call you?" I ask.

"Stevie," she replies simply.

"Stevie, I like that name," I say.

She doesn't say anything else, she just sheepishly smiles at the ground.

I looked up to see three girls, all wearing the same colors, walking towards us.

"Hey Stevie!" the African American one exclaimed.

"What do you want Kacey?" Stevie asked.

"Oh we were just wondering if we could the new kid around the rest of the school," the fair skinned girl with dark brown hair said.

"What's your name new kid?" the one whose name was apparently Kacey asked.

"Zander Robbins," I reply.

"Zander. His name even sounds cute!" the blonde one whispered just a little too loudly.

"Grace!" hissed the dark hair girl.

"Come on Zander, let's go," Stevie tries to get away.

"Oh Zander! Wouldn't you just want to come hang out with us? The Perfs? The most popular girls in school? I mean why would you want to hang out with this loser?" Kacey asks pointing at Stevie.

"Because she's cool," And with me having the last laugh, we walked away.

Time skip to lunch

Stevie was pretty quiet for the rest of the tour. I decided to sit next to her at lunch though because she was the only person I knew here.

"You know, you don't have to sit with me, or even talk to me ever again. I was just showing you around the school," she said as I put my lunch tray on the table.

"You're right I don't. But I want to hang with you," I tell her.

"Hey Stevie did you see the new kid?" yelled a tall, skinny, African American boy running up to the table, with a shorter, Caucasian boy with hair like Justin Bieber by his side.

They slowed down when realized that the new kid was sitting at their lunch table.

"Oh well this is awkward," Justin Bieber said.

"Guys, this is Zander. Zander this is Kevin and Nelson," Stevie introduced us.

"Hey guys."

"What's up man?"

"Hi'ya."

"So Zander, how you liking Brewster Junior High so far?" Kevin asked.

"So far so good," I said. "But can you explain to me who they are?" I asked pointing to the table in the center of the cafeteria where Kacey and the two other girls were sitting.

"Those are the Perfs," Nelson states.

"Perfs?" I ask.

"Perf is she abbreviation for perfect. They're the richest girls in the school, but they also think they're the prettiest and most talented too. They're not," says Stevie picking at her food.

"Kacey Simon, the one in the center," says Kevin pointing, "Is like their leader. They listen to every single thing she says. She's the richest too, her dad owns three five star restaurants in town."

"Molly Garfunkel is the one on Kacey's right, she's probably more evil than Kacey if that's possible. And she's sneaky, she can trick you into anything," says Stevie.

"And then there's Grace King. The beautiful, blonde goddess," sighs Nelson.

"He's been in love with her since the third grade," Kevin says.

"She's probably the least harmful one out of the three though," said Stevie. "She acts dumb, but in reality she's pretty smart."

"So why do they hate you?" I ask Stevie.

"'Cause when we were in the fifth grade, they asked me to join the Perfs because they thought I was somewhat pretty. I was smart enough to say no to changing my style, being cruel to people, and leaving my two true friends," she said looking at Kevin and Nelson.

"Awwww," Kevin and Nelson say wiping fake tears from their eyes.

"Yeah make fun of me all you want you two idiots. I gotta go, I'm going to be late for Spanish," she said picking up her stuff and walking away.

"Man you are lucky," Nelson said.

"What are you talking about?" I ask confused.

"Stevie's not exactly the most welcoming person ever," Kevin starts.

"Yeah I can tell."

"So that means she must really like you if she's let you hang out with her all day," Nelson finishes.

"Well Stevie's not like any other girl I've ever met before. She's different," I say thinking about her.

"Oh yeah," said Nelson. "He'll be around for a long time."

A/N: I hope you liked it! I literally just thought of this yesterday. The next chapter they will be in 8th grade, then the next chapter they'll be freshmen, and then the story will officially continue from there, if that makes sense. I want to show how their friendship progresses, and how it will affect their longtime friendship.

Please, please, please review! And if you have any ideas or suggestions for once they're in high school, leave them in a review or PM me because as of right now I have no ideas! I will log course give credit.

Please keep writing HTR stories! Don't let the show die for good, keep it alive and keep writing!