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Shiloh was walking through the hallways of Washington Preparatory Academy. She grinned as she checked out most of her classmates. A lot of them were either related to a politician or distant relatives with one. Shiloh loved Washington DC, she loved it better than New York. Shiloh continued walking around looking for her locker. "Twenty five..."Shiloh said, her eyes wondering around the rows of lockers. She is looking for locker #25. She grinned as her eyes finally landed on locker #25. "Twenty five! Finally!" Shiloh exclaimed, opening the locker. When she opened it, to her surprise, it was already filled with some random items. "Wow, this locker has stuff, awesome! There's books...pictures....and some.....men's cologne?" Shiloh wondered, questioningly. Shiloh just shrugged and decided to try some on. That's when suddenly, an Asian looking guy approached Shiloh. He had dark black hair, brown eyes, light skin and he was wearing what looked like an ancient Chinese robe with a belt that looked like that people during the ancient dynasties wore. The robe was made out of fine Chinese red silk. The guy began to speak.

"You know, if you look way in the back, there's a blackberry phone in there." The Asian guy said. Even if he looked Asian, but he didn't have that crazy accent.

"Oh, I'm not really a big fan of the blackberry, I like the iPhone because..."Shiloh stopped herself when she saw the Asian guy standing right behind her. She smiled and winked at him because she thought he was rather cute and hot. "Wow! Hey there!" Shiloh greeted. She continued to glance back and fourth at herself and at the guy. "Oops...uh, this is your locker, isn't it?" She asked him, rather embarrassed.

"Yup. This is locker #25. You're in..."The Asian guy said, checking out Shiloh's paper.

"I'm in 25." Shiloh said. The guy just chuckled and turned the paper the other way around.

"Um, you're in locker 52, not 25." He corrected with a chuckle.

"Oops, my bad!" Shiloh said, apologizing. "I'm kinda new at this school. Its my first day."

"Well on the plus side, you smell fresh like Hawaii!" The guy said, chuckling. Shiloh sniffed herself.

"Yeah, I guess it is." Shiloh agreed.

"I'm Brad." The guy said, introducing himself.

"I'm...uh....Holihs." Shiloh said, reading her paper upside down, again. For some reason, she's nervous in front of Brad. Brad smiled and turned the paper the other way around for her, again. "I mean, uh, I am Shiloh."

"Well Shiloh, would you please hold this for a sec?" Brad asked her, handing her the belt from his Chinese robe.

"Uh, sure, why not?" Shiloh said, grabbing onto Brad's belt. Brad then starts to spin out of his robe easily. Shiloh thought at first he'd end up naked in the hall but to her surprise, he had clothes under it. Cooler, American clothes. He was wearing short sleeved black shirt with a white Chinese character on it overlapping a long sleeved white shirt. He had some Levis jeans on and he is wearing black and white checkered vans sneakers and had a blue Yankees cap on his head. He looked even cuter and hotter now that he had real clothes on. "Wow!" Shiloh remarked.

"My father is the ambassador of China so he makes me wear these ridiculous Chinese robes that they wore during the ancient Chinese dynasties to school!" Brad told Shiloh.

"Really? So the whole spinny thing happens everyday?" Shiloh asked.

"Unfortunately, yes. And if he ever found out that I'm wearing American clothes, I'd be grounded until I'm 21!" Brad exclaimed. "And then I won't be able to ride my go carts!"

"You can drive a car?!" Shiloh exclaimed, shockingly.

"Just go carts." Brad said, modestly.

"We have shopping carts!" Shiloh exclaimed. Brad just smiled at her, like she was a lunatic. "So, uh, you drive go carts?"

"Oh yes I just love to drive! Its really fun! I love the way the wind feels while I'm speeding and I love to hear the people cheering my name 'Brad! Brad! Brad!' and...Shiloh, do you drive go carts?" Brad asked her.

"Uh huh." Shiloh said, dreamily. She was too busy staring at Brad's cute face, that she didn't even catch the question he asked her. Brad grinned at her.

"Cool! What kind of go carts do you drive?" Brad asked.

"What? Oh the driving kind, the speeding kind and you know..."Shiloh said, not really knowing what she was saying to him. Brad's grinned got even wider as she told him that.

"You and I are going to get along great!" Brad exclaimed, grabbing Shiloh by the arm and leading her outside. Shiloh couldn't help but secretly blush as Brad did this. Lucky for Shiloh, Brad was too oblivious, he didn't even notice. Brad continued walking Shiloh outside of the school. Outside, Shiloh could see the typical high school scenario with all the different cliques. The cheerleaders were flirting with the jocks in one corner, the nerdy kids were playing checkers in the other and in one table, she could see the school band playing a song she's never heard before in her life. "This is the field where all the teens of different cliques can hang out and enjoy themselves!"

"Yeah? Wow! That's so cool!" Shiloh exclaimed. Just then, a bunch of different guys from cliques started to gather around the entrance of the field, where a limousine is being parked. Shiloh was wondering what that was all about. She noticed that mostly guys were gathering around the corner so she assumed that some pretty celebrity like Christina Aguilera or Jessica Alba is visiting the school. It seemed like the only guy in the whole school that isn't joining the crowd of guys gathering around that limousine. "Brad, what's that about? Is Beyonce teaching a class here?!" Shiloh asked, excitedly. Brad couldn't help but chuckle at her question.

"No, no, actually. A friend of mine is here. Her name is Allie. And almost every guy in school has a crush on her. Well, except for me, I mean, I was her best friend since we were 2." Brad pointed out. "We practically grew up together!" Suddenly, a beautiful Latina-looking girl with tan skin walked out of the limo with a tall, blonde-haired blue eyed man that looked like he was in his early thirties. The Latina-looking girl had a nice figure, she had long, wavy black hair, brown eyes and she looked about five-one in height. She was wearing a light blue designer dress and what looked like jimmy choo flip flops. She even had what look like a prada bag and she was even carrying her books with her. Shiloh thought that the man she was walking with is kind of cute.

"Wow, that guy is cute! Who is he?" Shiloh asked Brad.

"Uh, that's Allie's dad." Brad said.

"Oh," Shiloh said, rather awkwardly. "He looks young though, how old is he?"

"Thirty-two." Brad responded.

"Yikes! How old is Allie?" Shiloh asked, curiously.

"Uh, fourteen. Why? Oh yeah, the age difference. Yeah, Allie's parents had her when they were still teenagers." Brad said. "Yeah, don't want to go into details." She suddenly walked up to Brad and smiled at him.

"Hey Brad!" Allie greeted, grinning from ear to ear. She had such a nice smile, that she looked even more beautiful as she smiled. Allie gave Brad a short, friendly hug and then let go.

"Shiloh, this is my friend, Allie Livingston." Brad said, introducing Shiloh to his best friend once more. The last name sounded quite familiar to Shiloh. And her dad sort of looked familiar to her, too. That's when it hit her, she is the daughter of a Calvin Livingston, a senator. And Mitchie Livingston, better known by her screen name of Mitchie Torres, who is a Latina pop star who is famous in South America, Mexico and the United States for singing Spanish and English songs. She is constantly on tour and she won a Grammy last year.

"Livingston?!" Shiloh exclaimed, shockingly. "Like the Livingston?!Is your dad a senator and your mom is the famous pop star who won a Grammy last year for best Mexican-American artist?! Girl, I love your mom! Even I can't understand most of her songs." Allie merely nodded her head yes at most of Shiloh's questions.

"Yeah, yeah. My dad is planning to run for president five years from now and my mom has a new hit single coming up and its called 'ยกHola guapo!' and if she's lucky, it will win another Grammy!" Allie said.

"That is so cool! Nice to meet you!" Shiloh said, shaking her hand. That's when a creepy and nerdy looking girl with blonde hair walked up to them. She was wearing a checkered, dorky looking skirt, a sweater that looked like it was made during World War 2 and she wore black shoes that were meant for formal occasions. And she even had black, nerdy looking glasses with tape on the middle.

"Hello Bradley!" She greeted. Shiloh, Allie and Brad just looked at her like they wanted her to go away. Shiloh was wondering why she called him 'Bradley' instead of Brad.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Who is this dorky girl? Why is she calling him Bradley instead of Brad? Do you think Brad and Shiloh will one day be more than friends? More chapters coming up. Sorry to leave you with a cliffhanger.