A/N: Hey everyone! Wow been a bit too long dont ya think? Ya i think so! Especially with this story! UGH! But ya know, i finally got around to writing the second chapter to this, and since its the seriously late hours of the night (or atleast when i should be snoozin) the grammer is TERRIBLE. so im so so sorry, and i hope i didnt go too OOC with this. Trust me, later on, they wont be so werid, bitchy, annoying, etc. They'll be more themselves later, but i cant ruin everything so ENJOY the second chapter of this story!

April 16

7:01 a.m.

Cold, hard, dirt-colored eyes, were strictly set on the curious and a little unsteady foreign beauty that stood before them. A chipper, familiar voice piped in.

"Sooo, coach?" Lauren asked, raising her eyebrows a few times to add the needed emphasis.

The coach bit her lip, and kept her stare on Kori. The stare was like slipping in a puddle of mop water in the hallway. Being swept up uneasily and suddenly and then falling hard and sharply onto the sterile and infallible title floor. Not to mention the thousands of students who seemed to appear from nowhere to laugh at you…

The young girl shuffled, hesitant on the choice she had made. She averted her eyes to the glossy wooden floors of the gym just to try and escape for a few seconds.

There was silence.

Kori observed her surroundings, just to make the unfavorable situation pass by a little faster.

"She can try."

An unbearable smile zoomed across the girl's face. She looked to her left at Lauren who was sporting a classy smile to her coach.

"Thanks coach! She'll be great, promise!" Without another word, Lauren snatched Kori's wrist and dragged her out of the office. The last thing that the exchange student saw before the door was slammed shut were the shining eyes of her new coach. Did this really just happen?

7:07 a.m.

"Oh! Sorry!" a drenched, now freezing dark haired girl stood only a few feet from reaching the school before someone almost killed her. The two boys in the car obviously didn't see her, big surprise. Of course, they at least could of done a better job at avoiding to hit her. Nonetheless, the tires skidded through a puddle and she could've sworn she'd heard the boys snickering as they drove away.

"…No problem." she mumbled as she continued to stand there.

It sure was cold outside today.

God Rae, just fucking move!

The girl braced herself once again, searched around her bag for the spare set of clothes she always brought, and moved into the school.

The hallways were still empty for the most part. Rae always liked to get here early, a little quiet time is always nice to finish up a book. Seems like she could never have enough of that quiet time.

Rae silently walked down the hall towards the girls bathroom, and she started thinking about what was going to happen next in her book. Would Elimenia fall into oblivion? Or would the noble but egotistical Rondolf be able to reach her in time? Maybe they'd even share a room together. That would be a treat.

Sometimes Rae even wondered herself why she read such things.

Not like anyone had ever cared or would care.

"-Hey!"

What?

Rae's feet froze. Her head snapped. And she had laid eyes on the very LAST person to ever EVER talk to her.

Maybe she should just keep walking, whatever he's going to do to you, it wont be good.

Wait, hell no she wouldn't keep walking. Rae doesn't think things like that, they're more like

What the hell does this guy want? To fight or something?

But…she would never have the balls to even think something like that.

But she would never tell someone that either.

So she just stayed still. She being sopping wet, and in the air-conditioned school, she wasn't too comfortable either.

7:11 a.m.

Ricky sat alone at his favorite table. At his favorite diner. At his favorite time in the morning (still before the sun rose, but right on the verge, right when the sky goes from a dark purpley-black to the slightest shade of blue).

But something was off.

He looked around casually…nope, no non-usual costumers, no new employees. He glanced down at his meal, still the same blueberry pancakes that he'd always seen and ate (delightfully at that).

Click. That was it.

Ricky quickly reached for his camera sitting on the empty chair next to his and clicked the "review" button. And as he was looking at each and every one of the pictures he had taken, and really looked at them, he noticed something.

They were all the same!

That's it! All the pictures he had every taken were pictures of trees, of clouds, of bridges, or even a flippin' homeless person for crying out loud! He needed something new, something fresh…

Because, by all means he was definitely not considered indie if all the other kids photos looked the same!

And being indie…was really important to Ricky.

Carefully, he set the camera down on the table and stared at his food once again, hoping the find the answer in the arrangement of blueberries. Suddenly, he heard an unfamiliar noise for this time of day at his diner.

Someone walking in.

He shifted around in his seat to see who was walking in, and of course, being his luck, it was the Junior Varsity Cheer Squad. And other than it being, peppy, two-faced, sluts walking in and seeing him sitting here, the only thing that he was think about was:

Why the fuck; Are they at my diner? The only reason I come here is because no one else does!

A disgusted scowl slowly reeked across his mouth and he turned back around to try and eat something before he had to head back to school. But now its like he wasn't even hungry. It was almost stupid, but seeing those girls made Ricky lose his appetite.

"Um, excuse me?"

Snapping out of his daze, he looked up. And never did he feel so lucky to look up in his life.

Standing next to his table, staring down at him with humongous green eyes and flowing straight red hair was…a goddess.

Well, not really, but Ricky didn't know any better.

The girl blinked, and he realized that his mouth had been slightly open and he hadn't said a word.

"Uh-" he cleared his throat to cover up the sudden voice crack, "Yeah?"

She didn't miss a beat. "What is that you're eating?"

He looked down, what was he eating?

Oh yeah, blueberry something…what are these things called?

God you're such a loser.

Pancakes smart one!

"Oh! Um, pancakes. Blueberry cakes." he was almost afraid to look back up…but he did anyways.

Wait a sec, this chick didn't know what pancakes were?

"-oh. They look very good."

"-They are…"

Creeper. You sound like a creeper.

The girl obviously felt immensely awkward under Ricky's stare, so she held out an almost glowing hand.

"My name is Kori. I'm new here. In the country I mean."

He without a doubt took her hand and probably shook it enough times to pull a muscle. But while shaking her hand he noticed that she was holding in her other arm a JV cheer uniform.

No fucking way.

Ricky glanced over to the other girls. They were all standing in a clump deciding what to order and whether it would make them bloated, because apparently someone would be able to tell through their uniforms that they're "required" to wear every game day.

He turned back to Kori. And his heart sank.

"You go to Williston? Williston High School, I mean."

"Um yes, I believe that is correct."

She talked so cute….she was just so cute.

RICKY, SHUT THE HELL UP. YOU DO NOT THINK LIKE THAT!

Compose yourself.

"Well it was really nice to meet you Kori." he flashed her a confident smile.

But her massive green eyes just looked confused.

"Wait-" she started, clearly distressed, "That was a conversation? I thought that Americans talk for hours on end about nothing. I didn't think it was possible for ours to end so quickly."

There he couldn't help but laugh. But for some reason she didn't think it too funny, so he stopped and coughed bit.

"Don't worry, short conversations are normal in high school. So are conversations that don't mean a thing."

If Kori's eyes could grow any larger, they just did.

"Really? Do people in this country just go around having meaningless conversations? That is um how you people say…retarded."

Ricky genuinely laughed this time, why was a girl like her hanging with such an awful group of girls?

"Kori!" a voice yelled from behind them, Kori smiled at whoever yelled at her and then looked back at Ricky.

"It was actually very nice to meet you. I now have a boyfriend in this country!"

This made Ricky's face turn a deep shade of red mortification. If there was anything in this world that would get him this embarrassed, it would be boyfriend-girlfriend stuff. But he didn't say anything, he just waved mindlessly at Kori who had skipped off to meet Lauren Woods as they left the diner without buying any food whatsoever.

7:09 a.m.

"God this totally fucking sucks ass. Grumble Grumble. I didn't even do anything to that stupid bitch and she feels the need to just-. Grumble Grumble." The Williston football star walked down the hallway towards his locker, hunched over and talking to himself. Gripped tightly in his hands were some of her old clothes that she had left in his car before.

Vic had absolutely not the slightest idea how they got there, for all he knew they just…appeared.

He was trying to figure out what to do with them, because he sure as hell didn't want to keep them.

From the corner of his eye he saw something almost flying down the hallways coming towards him.

Whose this random chick? And why the hell is she soaking wet?

Maybe it was how pissed off he was, maybe it was because he didn't understand at all why she was dripping water everywhere because it definitely was not raining outside, but out of the blue Vic just stopped, looked at the dark haired girl and said,

"-Hey."

She stopped, apparently caught off guard, and slowly turned to look at him.

"…what?" she asked. He couldn't tell if the venom in her voice was intentional or not but…what the hell chick.

There was an awkward silence between the two, clearly feeling the vibe that neither knew why they were talking to each other.

Without a second thought, he held out the fist full of girl clothes.

The girl merely glanced at them, before scoffing at Vic. His brain gears began to work again.

"Dude, just take them. Its just a blue hoodie and jeans from my sisters. Obviously you need them more than she does."

The girl's expression hadn't changed in the slightest, but in a quick second she took the clothes and ran into the bathroom.

Thank god those are gone.

7:20 a.m.

By this time the school hallways were full of rustling kids. Gossiping, chowing on late breakfasts, or finishing up homework for their first period. But Terra wasn't doing any of that.

By exactly 7:20 she had officially made her way into the school.

Everyone had already heard about her crazy weekend planned, "one just like lasts" people said, and whether they liked her or not, they respected her. Everyone had always respected her.

Walking through the freshman and sophomore hallways, she could feel the eyes boring into her. And it wasn't because she was wearing her dance team uniform that they are required to wear all game days. But she didn't care. In fact, she loved it.

Without a word to say to anyone, she made her way up to her locker with just a smile on her face. Terra grabbed her books, shut the locker, and turned on her heels on her way to first period.

She was early, as always. It kept her on good terms with the teacher.

"T-dawg! What's up girl!" Terra loved having older friends, it made her feel more special than the other kids in her grade. And Vic, was one of them. Not to mention he was there this weekend too.

"Vic! Hey!" she said as she sat down in the desk. She sat right next to the teachers desk, but right next to Vic, they always talked about everything.

Or well, at least relatively close to whatever teenagers think "everything" is.

He was like her real big brother. Because well, she already had a brother that acted like her father. So she needed an older brother. And Vic filled the spot.

The muscular senior leaned over to Terra. "So anything to add to this weekend?"

She nonchalantly straightened up and rearranged her folders. "Nope, and you'll be there too remember? Or will you?" she looked over from the corner of her eyes and smiled just as the teacher walked in and sat at her desk. Terra slid her phone out of her pencil case and started to text. The teacher didn't say a word.

7:50 a.m.

Shit shit shit shit SHHITTTT! I'm totally screwed!

Gar frantically sprinted out of his car and towards the building. He was so busted. His feet made loud clanking noises on the title floors. Usually someone wouldn't be able to hear that at all…but since Garfield was 10 minutes late to first period for at least the 4th time, the sound was echoing in every fold of his brain.

The class was in the middle of discussing the binomial theorem when he literally burst through the door, panting beyond belief. The entire class was quiet as they all stared at him.

"Garfield! How nice of you to join us!" the teacher said harshly as she sent him to his seat in the back of the classroom. He began to trudge over there, but not before catching Vic's smile and returning it with a low five that the teacher completely missed.

The teacher wrote something on a slip of paper but didn't seem to do a thing with it.

Oh no, it cant be that easy now.

His teacher positioned herself in front of the class, but looked straight at him. No one said a thing.

"Garfield. I figure you are late to this class every day because you sleep in?"

Gar only lifted his eyebrows as he stared at his teacher. But he noticed that his entire Pre-Calc class had turned around to see what was happening.

"Well, if that is so, then you probably take advantage of getting your lost time of sleep in this class?"

He didn't move.

"Well then, I'll just have to keep you awake wont I? And what can be more exciting then Pre-Calculus hmm? So how about you move up here, right behind Miss Markov?"

Seriously? RIGHT next to the teacher? Man, how am I supposed to sleep at all now?

But Gar wasn't the kind of guy to talk back to a teacher, so he gathered his stuff and moved up to the spot he was assigned. Right behind the biggest party girl at his school.

Terra.

Soooo i really hope you didnt hate it. :) it'll get better i promise!

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Hugs always, and thanks to everyone for reading!

Ellie :)