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A/N: So thanks to all of you for reviewing! You guys have been great. JSYK I usually respond to reviews, but email alerts were down…anyways I'll deff respond now!

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Greg rubbed his hands together. "Oh, boy, you and me, Jimmy! Friends forever!" He laughed cynically.

Mr. Martane shuddered. "James, I'll spare you the horror of having to interview him. Since most of you are probably sitting next to someone you know, I'll mix it up!" He yelled. "I'll assign your partners."

The class groaned and Greg stiffened. He'd been all set for an hour of making fun of James.

Martane started with Greg. "Greg, you can interview…" he referenced the seating chart. "Allison Cameron, in the back. Allison, could you raise your hand?" The pretty brunette raised her hand shyly.

"How about them apples, Jimmy? I get your girl!" Greg said loudly, and the class snickered. Allison blushed and so did James. He turned around and smiled apologetically.

He elbowed Greg. "Thanks a lot, jerk!"

"What can I say. It's just who I am." Greg said in a pseudo-humble voice. Mr. Martane picked back up with the class and continued to assign partners. Eric got assigned to a girl with purple spiked hair that had her iPod plugged in her ears and a drawing pad propped up on her knees. Her name was Emilyn.

Robert was interviewing a girl with thick rimmed glasses and her nose buried in a thick paperback. Her name was Sara.

Mr. Martane then called out, "How about James Wilson and uh…Lisa Cuddy? In the back there. OK, that's your groups, go ahead." He passed out a piece of paper with questions on it. "Get started."

Greg clapped James on the back and said, before moving to the back of the room, "Life's a bitch. And then you die."

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"Greg House!" were the first words out of Greg's mouth.

"Allison Cameron." Allison said, smiling softly. After a minute or two pause, in which Allison noticed James staring fiercely at her, she said, "Should we get started?"

Greg nodded. "First question: name. What was yours? Peter?"

She laughed, a nice sound like a bell ringing, James observed.

Well, he'd better push that thought out of his head. He turned around and said, "Hi, I'm James Wilson. You're Lisa, right?"

"Lisa Cuddy, yes." She smiled at him. He noticed how pretty the serious girl was. When she didn't have her head buried in a textbook, her eyes were a beautiful aqua color.

He stopped. For several moments there was nothing but silence, until Lisa said, "James? James. Is there something wrong, are you ok?"

He nodded. "Yes, I mean no, there's nothing wrong. I just mean…excuse me. But you're beautiful."

She blushed. "Thank you."

He cleared his throat. "Guess we better get started with this interview stuff, huh? How old are you? What grade?"

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James exited the bus and walked the short way to his house. He bounded up the front porch and into the house, calling out, "Mom! I'm home!"

"In the kitchen, honey." She called out. His mother was in the kitchen unpacking the dishes and cups, which were, ironically, the very last thing to be unpacked since they'd moved in two weeks ago.

"Getting down to the nitty gritty when it comes to this unpacking biz, James. How was your first day, honey? Was it okay?" She asked worriedly.

"It was okay." He reached over his mothers shoulder and grabbed a mug and went over to the fridge. He filled the mug with a glass of grape juice.

"Meet any new friends? Any nice people? Any hot babes you might like to tell me about, James?" She smiled and nudged his shoulder.

He grinned and said, "Yeah, there's this one guy who's sort of my friend. I don't really know. He's…complicated, I guess, is as good a word as any to describe him. And there's this girl…her name's Lisa. She's…amazing, Mom. I really like her."

"That's good, honey." She ruffled his hair and kissed his head. "James, you do like it here, right? It's nice?"

He nodded. "It's okay, I guess. I'll get used to it. I have a feeling all I need to do is figure Greg House out and I'll be ok." He drained his juice glass, rinsed the mug and went upstairs to start his chem. Homework.

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A/N: Sorry if it's crappy. It's getting late and I need to get some sleep. Got an interview tomorrow.Bites nails So anyways. R&R please:) Let me know if you want to know any more about Sarah and Emilyn. I like that name. I kind of just made it up just now lol.