A/N: Hello to all. I wwould like to thank you guys for the reviews! I appreciate them! Any way, this chapter gives you a look at the characters in my story. MAJOR OOC. It's almost like an introductory. This chapter is set in Amy's POV. The next one will be in Ian's POV. Unless I feel like something else….

GIRLS

Amy Cahill. 16. Her family is part of Boston's Elite. The Biggest "It" girl St. Thomas's School for Exceptional Young Woman. She is the ruler, or Queen B of the school. As brilliant as she is beautiful, she uses her beauty to charm people, while using her wits for to out-smart them as well. No one has ever tried to cross her. Well….. except for one guy….

Natalie Kabra. This exotic beauty is 16 and gorgeous. She has dark tan skin with ebony hair. But don't let her beauty fool you. She's actually skilled in weaponry and knows how to kill a man with her bare hands (her friends don't know that though). She has a twin brother, Ian. She knows something about her family secrets, something she isn't willing to share.

Sinead Starling. Gorgeous blond. 16. Best friends with Amy, Natalie, and Vye. She is a sweet girl. Smarter than a supercomputer as well. Though she is shy at first, she can be a little….aggressive when it comes to her best friends and her hair?

Vye Oh. A sixteen year old Korean American. As lovely as a cherry blossom. She is smart and strong-willed. But her parents believe she is going over board on her "American" ways. Say good bye to forks and hello to chopsticks. But none of that matters when she begins to learn of her parents history.

BOYS

Ian Kabra. 16. The hawtest boy ever in the history of Brookwood. Leader of the most sought after group of boys at St. Thomas's School for Exceptional Young Woman. Ruthless, he will make sure nothing gets in his way. He will do whatever it takes to win. He is highly trained like his sister, but for some reason, he is never good enough to beat Amy Cahill.

Dan Cahill. 16. Cousin of Amy Cahill. Adopted by his aunt and uncle after a mysterious fire. He is Ninja obsessed and seems to have a small obsession with a certain best friend of his cousin. But what if another someone has her on him?

Chris James. 16. A romantic. His girlfriend is currently Sinead. They are the perfect couple. But will their relationship last through the drama of their best friends?

David Olson. 16. He's a mix of two cultures. Sweet and caring, he's the most sensitive one in the group. Though he seems to be hesitant about the whole girlfriend thing…. What could be his problem?

Amy tapped her fuzzy green pen against her desk. It was the last day of school and the final bell was taking forever to ring. She glanced at the clock. 30 more minutes!

Amy sighed. This was starting to irritate her. She just wanted her sophomore year to end.

She felt the familiar vibration of her phone. Quietly, so the teacher wouldn't hear, Amy dug through her purse searching for her phone. She managed to fish it out. There was one message from Vye.

Amy looked to the opposite side of the room. Vye was sitting in her chair "reading" a book. There was no indication that she had gotten her phone out. Amy silently laughed. Vye was a very good actress. She looked so innocent, but really she was quite devious.

Vye Oh was one of her best friends. She was very gorgeous. She had wide almond shaped eyes the color of milk chocolate. Her dark black hair was always shiny while her smile was always bright. Though born in Korea, she was all-American. She barely ate Korean food, or seemed like she was a foreigner. But she spoke Korean fluently.

She always dressed well. Today she was wearing dark wash skinny jeans and a dark yellow tank top with a shrunken vest over it. Her shoes were dark yellow gladiator shoes with a low heel.

Her face was natural as well. She never used foundation, only eyeliner and mascara. She was a natural beauty.

Amy looked away from Vye and read the message.

Vye: Save me, Carla Hampston is trying to talk to me. Ugh, her clothes are FLO.

Amy: Agreed! Lol, im bored to death, I can't believe we have 30 more minutes to go!

Vye: I know! It sucks.

Amy: Heyy, you coming to my house after school right?

Vye: Yes mam! Lol. Brb. Nat's texting moi!

Amy: k

Amy thought while waiting for Vye's response. She heard Sally Wilkins trying to talk to her, but Amy ignored her. She was Queen B. And though Sally was pretty and B-list, Amy knew Sally was looking for information so she could spread rumors and gossip about Amy.

Amy knew she was being rude, but that didn't matter. She was the best. She was A-list. She was part of one of the richest families in Boston. Plus, she was beautiful too. Her glossy red hair was the best in the school. She had the most piercing Jade-colored eyes you would ever see. Her face was a pure master-piece. Her clothes were what the whole sophomore class looked at for trends.

Today Amy was wearing a simple casual white dress. But to spice it up she wore a gold chain belt around the waist and gold necklaces to match. Her sandals had a one inch heel and had dashes and flecks of gold.

She didn't dress for success. She dressed to be the best was more like it.

Ever since that day when she was five she studied hard. She trained hard. She even shopped hard (if that was possible). She analyzed all future moves making sure that whatever she did led her to being best, or number one. She made sure her life was perfect. She was surrounded by her friends, feared by the people who needed to fear her. She was the top in all of her classes. She made sure she was in shape. She made sure her diet was healthy. And it was all because of him.

Beating Ian Kabra felt better than winning. Technically it was winning. Ever since they were five they competed in everything. Athletics, school, and even Monopoly. Most of the times Amy won. But there were those instances where they both tied. And those instances made her very, very, irritated.

Her buzzing phone snapped her out of her thoughts.

Vye: Nats gonna text you

Nat: heyyy

Amy: Lol, hows seventh period?

Nat: boring as usual!

Vye: You know what? Lets get on AIM instead!

Amy: y?

Vye: Cause it's soooooooo much easier on there. Group chat!

Amy: MMMMK

Nat: kkk :D

Amy smiled, Natalie was an born in London. She moved here with her parents when she was three. She was beautiful of course. She had tan skin and had beautiful ebony hair. Her eyes were sharp enough to probably kill someone with just one look. Her lips were a natural red and she was quite the fashionista. Her clothes were always, and had to be designer.

Amy remembered what she was wearing today. Natalie was wearing he dark wash Juicy Couture jeans and her Jimmy Choo heels. She was also wearing a purple silk Chanel racer-back tank-top.

The only bad part about Natalie was her freaking twin brother. Ian. Everywhere Natalie was he happened to be there. At her house, at her birthday parties, even at family dinners. But then again they were brother and sister. So Amy supposed it would only make sense if he lived in the same house as Natalie…. And ate dinner with the family.. and went to Natalie's sweet sixteen…. But Amy didn't like it.

Chat room

Vye-sa: See so much easier!

Nataliopia: I guess.

Amy=the best: Lol.

Superrgeek: hey gurlllies

Amy: Sinead!

Natalie: Sinead!

Nataliopia: Starling!

Superrgeek: Lol, hey there gurls!

Sinead Starling was definitely smart. Scratch that. She was a freaking genius. She actually already graduated high-school and college. But Sinead managed to convince the school board to let her join the school without doing any work (with a little money of course) and without having to take classes. She told them she wanted to "expand her social horizons". The whole school year she volunteered at the library and hung out with the girls during their lunch period.

Amy giggled. Sinead was sweeter than sugar. And prettier than a rose too. She had blond hair and and ice blue eyes. Her cheeks were constantly red from blushing. She was very conservative with what she wore as well. She was never one to be ostentatious. Today she was wearing a light purple Juicy sweat suit.

Though sweet, Amy knew that Sinead could make anyone cry within a minute. If you pissed her off she could use her vast knowledge of facts and vocabulary to put together an insult that would have you sobbing and sent to a consular for the next month. But that only happened once. Usually Sinead was like Bambi. Sweet and curious.

Amy spent the rest of the period texting and chatting with her best friends.

And finally the bell rang. Little did she know, that the bell marked the beginning of the most dangerous summer of her life.