Enjoy! -Livi

5

"Why did I agree to this?" Fora groaned as she wore a tee shirt and pants. She trudged up the ramp of the school with her 10 pound backpack with Artemis who was, in fact, wearing a very formal dress shirt and skirt. Artemis looked at her, "Well, because they pretty much made you. It's not like I want to be here." She said simply. Fora glared at her and shifted the weight of the bag with all her binders and stuff. The gods and goddesses enchanted the bag so it carried more stuff, but it didn't make the bag any less heavy. They both walked to the Principals office. The secretary was a young looking lady who gave them a big, fake smile. "Hello, how may I help you?"

"Uh, can I see the Principle please? We have a meeting with him today." The lady nodded, "Sure, just one sec." She pressed a button, "Mr. Done, you have a visitor. Mrs.…."

"Ms. Hunter," Supplied Artemis, Fora smirked at the name. "Ms. Hunter is here to see you." There was a pause, "Send her up." Was the gruff reply from the intercom, the secretary gestured for them to go into the room.

As they both walked to the room Fora snickered. "Ms. Hunter?" She asked nudging Artemis in the side. Artemis glared at her. "Shut up."

"Ah. Nice to meet you Ms. Hunter," Mr. Done took off his wire rimmed glasses. He was the sort of fellow who was starting to grey but did not 'let himself go', "You can take a seat right over there…Now, this is about your daughter I'm assuming, registering her am I correct?" He asked.

Artemis nodded stiffly; the term daughter was very…disturbing. "Yes, I have her files here." She grabbed the vanilla folder and waved it in the air. Fora was off to the side, somewhat amused with what was happening. "Ah, good, let me see." The principle went to grab the files when Artemis held it a little out of his reach, "One sec. Do you mind if I look through it once to make sure everything's in order?"

Mr. Done nodded, and sat back down. Artemis flipped through it, a grin formed on her lips by the time it was done she was smiling, "Here," She passed it to him. He opened it and looked through it.

"Hm, very good, her grades are very good although she could use a little more after school academics." He mused over the records out loud. As he finished the files he looked at the two girls. He turned to Fora, "Welcome in Miss. Tempest."

-F.T.-

"Students we have a new student." Fora waved awkwardly, "Hi." The class stared blankly at her. The class that she was starting in was an ELA class or English, Fora never actually liked English but so far her teacher was really nice.

"You can have a seat next to Jennifer over there." Mrs. Spar said to Fora as she pointed to the empty seat next to a ginger headed girl. As she was going to her seat someone's foot went out, she nimbly avoided it and landed on her feet and slid into her chair. There was a lot of muttering and the girl Jennifer gave her a look.

"Okay students; let's start with reviewing our prepositions." Mrs. Spar started. Fora groaned inside her head and the long day started for her. Lunch couldn't have come any faster. Fora sat alone at a round lunch table. She actually hated round lunch tables but they weren't any that were free so she just sat there. Jennifer came over and looked at her; she had a group behind her.

"Okay, looky here," She started just as Fora was about to eat her homemade sandwich. "See over there?" The ginger pointed over to where a bunch of boys were. "That place is off limits."

Fora shrugged, "Yes and?" Jennifer glared at her, and so did all the others. "See that boy?" She said pointing into the crowd of animals, Fora shook her head. "No,"

"The boy with the Linken Park Tee," She described; Fora looked again and then saw a boy with the shirt, jeans and tousled brown hair. In retrospects of an American teen he was pretty cute. "Yes what about him?"

"His name is Matt and he is off-limits." Fora looked at her quizzically. "So?" The dirty-blond teen, to be true, had no desire to make any friends here…well scratch that, maybe at least one. But until then she actually didn't care about any popularly/ social pyramids. It's not like she wanted to be here at all, she could be out in the Silver Forest sharpen up her tracking skill, or even chatting with Artemis or the hunters.

"I'm the one who will be his girl friend in high school." She stated loudly. "And nobody is going to get in my way." The other girls behind her muttered their agreements. Fora, somewhat tuning out the words, just chewed her sandwich thoughtfully. "Then if off-limits means that I can't date them," She suddenly said looking up at Jennifer, "that means I can still talk to them."

"Yes…wait no…wait…UGH!" Fora grinned slightly. The ginger looked, no, glared at her, "Just don't touch him or so help me I will-"

"Will what?" There was a cough behind Fora. Jennifer paled, "Uh…n-nothing sir." She stuttered. Fora turned to see the new art teacher, or what she thought was the art teacher, she didn't know exactly. "That's what I thought, now you guys," He coughed, "excuse me, girls know that you not suppose to be out of you seats. Go and sit down."

The possey muttered angry but not at the teacher, not wanting to get into trouble and trudged away. The teacher saw her looking at him and winked, then started to walk off in another direction. Fora grinned to herself. Maybe, just maybe, she would actually like it here.