Chapter 2: New faces, New Places

It's 8am in the morning in Hollywood Arts and Tori and her good friend Andre are walking through the hallways discussing the school year about to begin. Suddenly, a furious Jade West approaches them.

"AAAAAAAAH!" The goth's scream made everybody in sight shut up.

"Wow… What is it Jade?" Said Andre, wanting to control the situation.

"Haven't you heard about it? Hollywood Arts now plays football! Ugh! We're supposed to be an ARTS school, we don't need football dorks running around here!" replied Jade.

Tori inserted herself in the conversation by saying: "Oh come on! It won't be that bad…"

"Besides, the school really needs to have successful athletic teams in order to avoid being shut down…" Andre tried to help.

"That's where the problem is, I don't understand why we need it" Said Jade not willing to change her mind.

Before the discussion could continue, two freshmen appeared through the front door and were assaulted by Jade. "Hey! Hey, wait! Are you here for football?" After hearing an affirmative answer, Jade pulled out of her black jeans a pair of sharp scissors and started chasing them down the hallway until they were out of sight.

Allen's POV:

As I'm getting closer to the door, I see two of my future teammates come out of it followed by a girl dressed in all black wielding some really sharp scissors. I had to juke her out as if I was on a game to avoid crashing into her, "American schools" I thought to myself.

As I entered the main building and headed to my locker I tilted my head downwards, not really wanting to get recognized. Shortly after, I heard a conversation that made me realize that strategy had failed.

"Hey Tori, I think that guy is that great quarterback everybody is buzzing about. The best high school player in the world…"

"No way Andre, why would someone like him come to Hollywood Arts?"

"I don't know, but he really looks like it's him."

"Well, there's only one way to know for sure…"

"What are you thinking Tori?"

As this conversation unfolded I tried to open my locker, ignoring that the two people that were coming straight to me. As it opened, some medals and trophies that I had won back in Canada and that I hadn't had the time to move into the apartment fell to the floor. I cursed under my breath and began picking them up.

"Hey! Having problems?" I lifted my head to see a brunette, she was quite good looking, but not my type, I just really wanted for her not to freak out, I didn't want to cause a scene the first day of school.

"Are you new around here?" Said the black guy standing next to her. The first thing I realized when I saw him is that with his body he could be a running back, which is the most Allen Baxter thing possible. "Yeah, it's actually my first day here. I'm Allen." I replied.

"I'm Tori."

"Andre."

Just as we were about to keep with our conversation, I heard a "Heeeeey!" coming towards us, I immediately looked for whoever was making that sound and… WOW. What I saw really caught my eye, approaching us was a petite redhead of stunning beauty. I tried to hide that she really had amazed me because she looked as if she had just gotten out of the picture of 'perfect girl' I'd always had. Maybe I wouldn't miss Abbey as much as I thought I would.

"Hi Tori! Hi Andre." The redhead goddess greeted.

"Hey Cat."

"Sup Lil' Red?"

Just before a very awkward silence was formed Tori stepped in and introduced us to one another "Cat, this is Allen, he is new here."

"Hi I'm Cat!"

"I'm Allen, a pleasure to meet you." And just before anyone could add anything I said: "Actually, there's a habit in my hometown in where every time you meet someone new you kiss their cheeks." To which she replied: "Then, let's not disrespect your traditions." After that, I lowered my face and she stood on her tiptoes giving me her cheeks. I'd never given a gesture such as kissing a girl's cheeks much importance but she just felt so… special. After I did the same with Tori and shook my hand with Andre (men stick to handshakes) a girl who looked like Tori came towards us.

"Allen, this is my sister Trina." Said the brunette.

"Hi Trina, I'm Allen Baxter."

"Oh my god! You are Allen Baxter!" And just like that, I felt like I'd just made a huge mistake.

"Girls He is the Allen Baxter from the magazines!" Within seconds I was swarmed by pretty much every girl in school asking for my autograph on some pictures of my shooting or wanting to take a photo. After signing everything that came my way, things cleared up and again we were just Andre, Tori, Cat and I. Cat had taken out a magazine and a pen. Shit, she wanted an autograph.

"Hey where's my autograph?" She asked it happily but I was in deep trouble.

"Hum… I'm sorry I can't sign your notebook."

"Why not? You have signed hundreds of autographs."

"Yeah, I don't think anything will happen if you just make one more sign." Added Tori, making matters worse.

"BUT WHY?" Begged Cat, tears forming in her eyes. I was about to make her cry, great job you idiot.

"Sorry, I can't tell you…"

"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" And with that, Cat rushed to the girl's bathroom. Tori gave me a disgusted look and followed her. At this point my soul was basically destroyed.

"Great job man…" Andre clapped sarcastically.

"Andre wait, if you promise me you aren't telling anyone, I'll tell you why I won give Cat an autograph."

"All right, I'm listening…"