Authors note: okay, I've been really bad and haven't updated lately, sorry, I got grounded.

a pair of brown eyes.

jayla's p.o.v.

When I got to school - after walking fifteen minutes to the bus stop and then riding on the bus for another fifteen minutes – I immediately went in search of my friends, who were sitting on the swings in the elementary part of our school's swing set. I really had no idea why they were sitting outside, since it was the middle of April and it was freaking cold outside.

However, I blew off their strangeness and spoke, "So, have you talked to your parents, Eliana?"

"Yeah, they're letting me go, but they have rules. I'm not allowed to share any rooms and stuff with the boys, and I have to get a tutor, and I have to promise not to do anything stupid and end up on the front page of anything"

"Well," I said, "those seem reasonable, considering you're only a junior!"

She jumped up off of her swing and pounced on me. She always hated it when I made fun of her for being a year younger then all of us. She was the same age, but her parents put her in kindergarten when she was six. So, she had always been behind me a year, though we'd been friends since preschool. And as she jumped on top of me, we both laughed hysterically, along with the rest of the girls.

We stayed and chatted until the bell ran, signaling that it was time to go inside. I picked up my bag and said goodbye to my friends. Running toward the building, I almost knocked some people over in my haste to get out of the cold. I was glad that my locker was in the basement, it was always the warmest down there. I put my bag and coat in my locker, shoving them so that they would fit. In the process I had bent some of the many pictures on my locker door. I quickly bent them back in place, and picked up my books.

First hour was always the hour I dreaded. Our home room was just like a study hall, with a mean teacher. All Mrs. Bear would let us do was homework, studying, talking in whispers, and drawing. I was always tempted to bring my iPod and listen to it there, but I was always too afraid of getting caught. So, all I did was talk to Katie, one of my other best friends.

When I got to the classroom on the fourth floor, the bell rang two seconds later. I was so glad I wasn't late; she didn't like it when you were late. I sat down in my desk at the very back of the room. She started calling attendance, "Kathryn Atkins?" "Here" "Dillon Bratford?" "Huh?" "Candler Conningway?" "Here." I half-listened until she called my name. "Jayla Holland?" "Here," I said lamely, sighing as I wished that I was with Tokio Hotel right now, rocking out on stage. But no, I was stuck in class with a bunch of what I call 'Clones'.

Clones are basically the plastics of my school. They all had bleach blond hair, pink eye shadow, four inch heels, and annoying nasal sounding voices. The Clones are my mortal enemies. They are the people that make my school life living hell, just for the fun of it. I learned to ignore them after all these years, but they still are persistent little buggers who don't leave me alone for one day.

I actually paid attention to the announcements this morning, trying to get the thought of Tokio Hotel out of my mind. "Good morning, East Wolves, to another brisk day. Today we have many announcements; we'll start with elementary school. Be sure you turn in your Rock 'n' Read goal sheets, so that we can be sure to get you tickets for the concert tonight, with East's own Trash 80s. Now for middle school, remember that there is a dance tonight. It goes from 3:30 to 5:30 and is in the gym. Tickets will be on sale during sixth, seventh, and eighth grade lunch. Now for our high school students; we have very important announcements to make. Your prom is next week, so be sure to write it on your calendars! Also, make sure and order your caps and gowns, you only have a couple days left! Lastly, an announcement for four certain people; Eliana Frank, Anyssa Luong, Jayla Holland, and Kayla Holland; there are four people coming to your classes this hour, so be sure to look your best! Thanks you, and have a nice day."

I froze at the mention of my name. Who was coming to see us, and why us in particular? I really didn't know what to think. I just forgot about what she said, though, whatever happens, happens.

All of a sudden, I saw the door to the class swing open. The first thing that caught my attention was a pair of amazing brown eyes.

a/n: the title of this chapter was completely accidental. I simply pressed shuffle on my ipod and "a pair of brown eyes" by the porgues is what showed up. I was like, woah, magic. Thanks for reading!