Okay chapter 2 is up.

It's because I felt like doing something today.

DISCLAIMER: Alex Flinn owns the book, "Beastly" and I am just a small spec of a weird girl in his colossal world. But I, being that small spec, still owns this story and its plot (does it actually have one) so REVIEW.

I should have mentioned that this was my first fanfic (well, it is and I have writer's block). So just read. review. mostly, REVIEW.

I'm sorry for the shortness (is that a word?) of this chapter, well, writer's block, remember?

The bell rang. (that line is sooo over used)

"World History 8:00-9:30 (first period)", it read on the schedule for Seniors.

They stepped in the classroom. Thank God that Sloane Hagen aka slut wasn't there. Too bad, Trey was. "Kyle! Man. Hey! Over here" he shouted.

He practically ran toward them and patted Kyle hardly on the shoulder, ushering him to the back of the room, away from Lindy. Kyle shot Lindy a look that said "HELP! SOS!". She simply replied saying "sorry, you're on your".

"So man, what happened with you. Where'd you go? Get in anyone's pants lately (sorry, I had to put that. I proved how much a jerk Trey was)?" Trey raised his eyebrows, obviously smirking. Trey, classic Trey. Well, Kyle knew that Trey wasn't really his friend when he saw it through the mirror, the witch had given him, back when it still worked. He decided to play it cool and blow him off later, when he and Lindy were more settled.

"Uhm. What happened :Boarding school. Where: England. And: Nooo." he replied. "Hey man, it's good to see you (not). How's everyone been here?" Kyle said and if you noticed closely enough, you could see the anger and hatred in his eyes.

"Whoa. Wait a sec. Back up a bit" Trey stammered. "So you mean, you haven't done it yet. Last time I saw you, you told me you were still a v-i-r-" Kyle smacked Trey's arm loudly. He winced in pain.

"Dude. Not here. You're a jerk sometimes, you know that?" Kyle said. "

"Yeah. I do. Living up to it, remember"

A lady, probably in her mid-forties stepped into the room and announced that everyone must take their seats. The plank on her desk read: "Mrs. Sanchez, World History"

Kyle quickly looked around for Lindy and saw that the seats she picked were just perfect. They were by the window. Only two, one for her and one for him, hence Trey didn't have one.

Kyle slid into the seat and thought Trey would follow, but he didn't. Trey was already seated beside this brunette who was wearing a very short skirt. Kyle looked between the two of them and it looked like neither Trey nor the brunette pay attention to Mrs. Sanchez.

First period was over and as soon as the bell rang, Kyle grabbed Lindy's hand and ran out of the door, leaving Trey and his "girlfriend" behind.

They ran laughing, all the way to the school's patio. It was a sunny day and people where bringing their recess outside.

The tables were separated by "social class or in this case popularity class", a term that never meant anything to Lindy. Math and science nerds along with computer geeks were testing this weird experiment that included a spoon, fork, bottle of rootbeer, orange soda and two paper clips (don't ask, I didn't want to either). The hippies or late children of the 60's were making people sign a petition against pork. The over achievers were in the middle, they sat with such poise, a linen on their laps as they ate and pretended not to envy each others' achievements. Jocks were with their cheerleader girlfriends whose uniforms were way shorter and revealing then the State code allowed them to be, some were already making out.

Lindy and Kyle chose a bench under the tree, obviously not knowing where to sit. They placed their things beside them.

Lindy got up and decided to ruffle her skirt. She stretched her arms and announced to the world:"Ahhh. Sunlight. That hits the spot"She twirled, her skirt forming a balloon. People started to stare.

Kyle chuckled putting on his sunglasses. "Well, miss I would like to tell you that it would be soo much easier for yours truly to fit in, if you wouldn't make such a scene. People are staring".

But at that moment the sun chose to shine on Kyle and a stray breeze decided to pass by, messing up his hair making it look like gold. He looked like a God. More people started to stare with a few giggles from the female population. Lindy's cheeks flushed. Kyle chose to take advantage of this moment by smiling his most perfect smile. You could hear all the other girls hold their breaths.

But too bad for them, Lindy was almost never caught off guard. And too bad for Kyle she had to end his day in the sun. She smacked him on the arm.

"Ouch" he flinched.

"Well, sir, if you wanted to try fitting in then you would try to lessen the efforts of making hearts melt" she sighed, gesturing to the audience that had gathered only for Kyle.

He smirked, pleased with himself.

"Stop it! You're having too much fun" she sighed, yet again. (sound familiar GG fans?)

He looked down on Lindy. Their faces just inches apart despite the obvious spectators.

"Why? Jealous?"

"Maybe I am?"

He kissed her on the cheek and gave her a rose that he picked up earlier. Lindy flushed, yet again. The crowd of girls sighed as if their hearts where torn out of their chests.

"Well then you shouldn't be" Kyle said and put his arm around Lindy as they walked back to the school.

She smiled.

"So Kyle what's our next period?" Lindy asked a few minutes later.

Actually, Tuttle was one of those few schools that actually tried to sort out their students for their classes so that no two students would be in the same exact classes as one another but Kyle and Lindy's case was special. Or as special as it could be that Kyle's dad had to drive up to Tuttle himself, enroll the two and request to the headmaster that they have all their classes together. A request that camwith the "burden-of-the-headmaster-wanting-his-birthday-acknowledged-on-TV" or so that's how Kyle's dad put it.

Kyle took out his schedule from his pocket and said:

"English, looks like we are doing Shakespeare"

"Oh, great! I love Shakespeare" Lindy replied enthusiastically.

They entered the classroom with no idea of what was in store for them..

Cliffy. I once again apologize for the shortness of this chapter, don't worry, next chapter will be longer, if I get around to writing it. But in order for that to happen, you must REVIEW. now. TRY TO BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY WON'T YOU. I hate my guidance counselor, she's not working out for . okay back to the topic. REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!

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