Walking up the steps I was taken back by the beauty of the school. Ancient stone buildings that looked like they were taken from the Romantic era laced the school grounds. St. Vladimir's had a small population but had massive buildings. For the first time I was excited about going to school here. If the students were half as amazing as the architecture then I might actually enjoy it here.

Opening the doors and stepping in I immediately recognized the similarities between the buildings and the students. They were both incredibly beautiful. Everyone was either tall and supermodel slim or muscular and toned. I guess that's what money gets you. The best trainers or the best celebrity diets. For the first time in my life I became self-conscious.

In lasted for about a second. Then I remembered who I was. Rose Mazur. I inherited my mother's attitude so I propped up my chin, slapped a rebel-like grin on my face and walked with confidence down that hallway. Here to show everyone just what I'm made of. That idea was shot down a few moments later when I realized that I was lost.

"Damn." I muttered as I searched for someone to help me out. No one. So I turned down another hallway and met a pretty blond girl. She was walking my way so I waved at her. But she kept walking. Completely ignoring me. I ran up to her and tapped her shoulder.

"Umm... hey I'm new, and I'm kinda lost. Can you show me where..." I look down at my schedule really fast. "...Stan Alto's class is?" I asked the pretty blond.

"Ew.. Don't ever talk to me again!" She spat back at me.

I was stunned into silence. I've never had someone be so blatantly rude to me before. She took my silence as acceptance and walked away. Wow. Didn't expect that.

"That's Mia!" A voice sounded behind me. I jumped and turned around. Another blond. A lot prettier though. No, pretty couldn't describe this girl. She was beautiful. Long platinum blond hair and memorizing green eyes. She had a smile that reminded me of this angel statue I once saw at church. The one time I actually went to church.

"She is kinda mean so I would stay out of her way, but harmless if you do just that. I'm Lissa by the way. You're Rose right? The new girl?" Lissa continued as well as extended her hand.

I grabbed hold and shook her hand. "Uh.. Yeah i'm Rose. It's nice to meet you." A moment of silence.

"Hey can you take me here?" I ask after the silence become too much. I point to the paper in my hand. She grabs it.

"Yeah I can. Let me check to see if we have any classes together."

My schedule consists of seven classes...

1st period: European History

2nd period: English Literature

3rd period: Biology

4th period: Advanced Calculus

Lunch

5th period: Slavic Art

6th period: Weight Training

7th period: Recreational Sport

Lissa lets out a squeaking sound. "We have 2nd, 3rd, 4th, AND 5th together! Ohmygod. We're gonna be great friends." Lissa screeched at me. Friends? I needed friends and she seemed like a nice enough person. Her enthusiasm and complete faith in our inevitable friendship only made me like her more.

"Yeah that sounds great! Can you take me to my class now? I'm kinda late." I say to her.

"Of course. I'm sorry I'm just excited. We haven't had a new student since 7th grade." She says to me as she walks me to my first period.

"It's nothing to be sorry for. Don't worry about it. I'm excited too. I've never had a female friend before." I say back to her.

"Okay well I'll pick you up here after class. Promises." She says to me while walking away. I take a deep breath and walk into class. Every single person in class stops and stares at me. Great. The teacher, Stan Alto, I presume scowled at me for interrupting the class. I walk up to him and hand him my schedule.

"Hi, i'm Rose. I'm new." I tell him. He flings the paper back at me.

"Yes thank you for stating the obvious Rose. Now take a seat and please try to be ON TIME tomorrow!" He shouts at me and some students start to giggle.

I scope out an empty seat way in the back by the window and let out the breath I had been holding. My teacher is an ass...Cool. Note sarcasm.

The rest of that class was uneventful. Lissa picked me up after like she promised and we spent our next three periods talking. The other teachers were nice and didn't really care about what we did during class. I met some new people during english and biology. Mason and Eddie were their names. Mason reminded me of Sam in a way. Although Mason seemed to be confident and wanted to prove himself, Sam is plain cocky. He is not arrogant but he thinks it is funny to be overly cocky. Eddie was a little quieter but loyalty to Mason radiated from him. I could tell they were best friends. I met Meredith in calculus; she seemed nerdy but cool none the less. Lissa invited me to lunch and so that is where we are headed now.

"This is so exciting! I have a new friend!" Lissa says to me as we try to find a table. With Eddie, Mason and Meredith following along. Her giddiness is cute and amusing. I would usually get annoyed with people like that but it works for Lissa. Once we sit down the conversation went in many different ways. I couldn't really follow because I had no idea what they were talking about. I was new. Sucks being the new girl.

A commotion behind me caught my attention. It was girls squealing and pointing ahead of me. They were obviously over excited about something. I turn back around just in time to see four boys walk in. They took a seat at one of the tables ahead of me. About three tables down. One was thin with dark blond hair and blue eyes. He had a fakeness to him. Something you would see in a magazine. "That's Jesse Zeklos!" Lissa says once she notices me looking over at them. "And Adrian Ivashkov." She pointed to a tall man with medium brown hair and green eyes. Good looking guy. He had a smirk that said 'I'm such a rebel' someone I should stay away from if I want to stay out of trouble. "Dimitri Belikov." She points to a very tall man with dark brown hair and chocolate-brown eyes. Extremely handsome. Well built with muscles that you could see through his grey tee shirt. The man was gorgeous I'll give him that. I couldn't look away. " And THAT is Christian Ozera." She says with an over dramatic sign. " He has icy blue eyes and jet black hair. Cute. But definitely not my type. Plus the kid looked like he had a bad attitude.

I stopped myself right there. I can't be thinking about boys right now. I need to focus on making my new start work. I came here to start over. A fresh new start and boy trouble would definitely make my efforts a little harder. Lissa cut me off from my mental rambling.

"I like Christian. But don't tell anyone. He is so funny and cute. Those eyes..." She makes an over dramatic sigh. "... He is too popular for me though. Those guys are the most popular guys in school. I can't even talk to them." She says.

I look back over at them to see a swarm of girls around their table. All beautiful. All popular, or so I would presume. I look back at Lissa.

"Hey don't worry about it. Maybe things will change." I try to encourage her. She looks doubtful but says nothing.

The rest of lunch, art, and strength training was uneventful. My day was going pretty well... Until my last period. 7th. Recreational Sports. We pretty much just play games in that class. We were playing basketball in that class and while I was making free throws Lissa runs up to me.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Don't you have a class?" I asked her.

"Oh, I'm an assistant for the office. Running papers and stuff. They didn't have anything for me to do and so i came to see you." She says to me.

"Okay. Wanna play one on one?" I ask.

She laughs. "No, if you haven't noticed I'm not really into sports." I laugh with her and then go to make another shot but I was knocked to the ground. By Lissa.

She had a look of shock on her face and was holding the back of her head. The ball bouncing away and the hysterically laughing boy was a clear indicator that Lissa had just been nailed in the head with a basketball. Lissa began to tear up but looked like she was holding them back from falling down her cheeks. The boy, Jesse, if I remember correctly just went back to his friends and didn't even apologize or come to see if she was okay. I quickly shot up with a look of outrage on my face. How dare he?

"No Rose, just leave it." Lissa pleads but i didn't acknowledge it. I stormed right up to Jesse and shoved him. Kinda girly but whatever. He looked shocked that I had just shoved him.

"What the hell? You just hit her! Go apologize!" I shouted at him. His shock wore off and he only laughed in my face.

"No thanks I'll pass. Who are you anyway? A nobody! Go run along with your loser friend!" He says and then turns back to talk to his friends. I saw RED.

This kid thinks he can talk to me like that? He thinks that he can treat people like that and nothing will happen? Well Bitch, think again.

"HEY!" I shout again. He turns back around and BAM! My fist smashes into his face with a sickening crack. That crack rewarding me, letting me know that my mission was a success and that his nose was broken. Chaos erupted. Screaming girls rushed over to make sure that he was alive. Drama queens. As for me? Well... This is how I got sent to the principles office on my first day. Shit.

"This behavior will not be tolerated!" Headmistress Kirova belches at me. I just shut up and listen. "Because it is in fact your first day I will let you go with a warning but let it be known miss Mazur that if you ever do any type of vulgar inappropriate thing like that again... Immediate expulsion. Am I clear?"

"Crystal." I say with attitude.

I grab my stuff and walk outside of the school to find Sam already waiting for me. A knowing smirk on his face.

He began. "Well, well, well if we don't have a little miss trouble maker with us. You just couldn't wait until-"

I cut him off. "Please don't start."

"Alright miss grumpy." He says still holding his smile.

"What do you want for dinner?" Sam asks me later in the day when we are sitting on the couch watching Spongebob.

"Chinese. Some sweet n sour chicken would turn my day right back around." I inform him.

"Chinese it is then." Sam retorts.

After a very enjoyable dinner and a not so enjoyable homework session I finally got ready for bed. My warm comforter calling out to me. As I slip under the covers and bask in the sweet warmth of my sheets i'm disturbed by a tapping sound coming from my window.

"What the hell?" I mumble. Someone was throwing pebbles at my window. How cliché.

I get up and open my window. When I peer out, I see the one person I never expected to see throwing pebbles at my window.