A/N: Okay so I'm going to upload the rest of the chapters I have done tonight. Hopefully I'll be able to write chapter 6 soon for you guys. :)

~Chapter 2~

"Do you want me to go in with you?" I turned around to glance back at my Aunt who sat in Carla. After getting out, she had climbed back in and rolled the window down so she could speak to me. I put on a brave face and smile, "No thanks I've got it." A small frown graced her features, "Are you sure?" I nod. "Yeah, I've done this plenty of times, so I know what I'm doing."

After a few more words of reassurance, I finally convince her I'll be fine. I wait outside of the school until her truck rolls around the corner and disappears from view before entering the main building. The hall is busy with before morning bell business. Students walked to and fro, chatting with friends, or rummaging through their lockers, their low steady hum serving as background music as I walked along. I felt insignificant amongst this crowd. To them, I was an outsider and probably would always be.

Nevertheless I bravely pushed through, having to politely elbow a few students who were standing directly in front of the office. I got a couple of glares and a few choice words but ignored them as I entered the room…. Only to be redirected. Apparently, new students were dealt by the Student Council and therefore, I should seek out the student body president.

Grumbling at my misfortune, I walked back into the disaster area known as the hallway. The group that had been standing right in front of the office was gone and the crowd was starting to thin out as students made their way to their first class. Because I didn't have my schedule yet, I couldn't join them until I visited the Student Council room. Luckily, I was told that the Student Council meetings took place during first block and I would be excused from my first couple of classes until I could get myself registered.

I walked along looking for a room 2B, but even this simple task proved to be difficult. All of the signs that hung outside of each door, proclaiming which classes they were, were chipped and faded, making it difficult to read. Some of them didn't even have their sign anymore and I felt my cheeks flush again and again as I interrupted classes trying in vain to find my destination. Finally, one teacher took pity on me. "Iris, can you show this girl to Council Room?"

"Yes, Mr. Faraize." A girl with long carrot-top colored hair braided down her back and pretty green eyes stands up and makes her way over to me. She gives me a kind smile before silently gesturing me to follow her. I obediently do so, relieved that I won't just be aimlessly wondering anymore. The girl seems to be happy as well to get out of class for a few minutes, "I'm Iris, you're the new kid right?"

I nod, "I'm Morgan. I'm sorry for the trouble I'm causing." She quickly shook it off, "No worries, Mr. Fariaze is pretty cool about this sort of thing, and he's new here as well so you're not the only one." I smiled at that, so I wasn't alone after all. "So," Iris clasped her hands behind her back and walks backwards so that she's facing me, "What do you think of Rosedale so far?"

I think for a moment, "It's very… nice?" I tried and then admitted to her, "To be honest, I really don't know. I only got here yesterday." "Really? Then we'll have to change that! If you'd like, me and my friends can give you a tour after school." She offered.

"Thanks, but I think my Aunt's coming to pick me up…" I tell her and she shrugged, "Alright, so we'll have to do it some other time then. In the meantime, you can sit with us at lunch so that you aren't on your own. Here at Rosedale High, you don't want to seem like a Loner, especially if Amber is around." I didn't get a chance to ask her what she meant as by then we had reached the Council Room. Iris opened the door for me and gestured for me to go inside, "Just go in and ask for Nathanial, he'll help you out." She instructed.

Inside, the Council room was next to empty except for a girl with long, slightly wavy brown hair and a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes, dressed almost formerly for school wear. The girl looked up as I entered and smiled, "Hi, can I help you with something?" I approach the table she was sitting at. She appeared to be busy sorting through a bunch of papers, placing them in different stacks. "I'm looking for Nathanial."

The girl nodded behind me at the boy, "That would be him over there." He looked up from what he was doing, also sorting papers and seemed a tad bit tired as he waved me over, "What is it that you need?" His tone was polite, but I could tell that he had far more important things he wanted to get to other than me. I gulped and fidgeted nervously, "Er, the office sent me over here…. They told me that you guys dealt with new students."

The boy looked me over, "I see." He grabbed a stack of papers and started to flick through them, "What's your name?" I quickly give it to him and he hands me a form, "Your Aunt was in here earlier trying to register you, but she didn't have all the information needed. You'll have to finish filling this out before we can get you a schedule." I nod and retreat into a corner of the room with a pen. My eyes scan the paper and I began to slowly fill out the missing parts.

After a while, I can feel someone watching me and I looked up, a bit nervous. I was glad to see that it was only the girl who gave me a kind smile and came over, "My name's Melody, your Morgan right?" I blinked, "How did-" "I was here when your Aunt tried to register you." She giggled, "She's a bit… eccentric, isn't she?" I give her a wry smile, "I suppose so, I only just met her." She tilted her head, "What do you mean?"

"She's only just become my guardian." I explained to her, "My last one moved to Europe." Her eyes widened, "Oh, I apologize, I didn't know!" I waved it away, "It's fine, but yeah my Aunt's definitely different." She's the first to treat me like a normal person in a very long time.

"Melody, quit distracting her." Nathanial calls. "There's a lot of stuff to go through and she needs to finish that form." She isn't bothering me. I wanted to argue, but instead I duck my head and get back to work. Melody murmurs an apology before going back to her table. A little while later, I hand Nathanial my finished form and he quickly looks it over.

"Everything looks to be right." He stands up and smoothed his rumpled shirt, "Let me go get your schedule." Nathanial leaves the room and I walk over to Melody and look at the papers strewn across the table, "What's all this?"

"The school is hosting a festival to raise funds for Prom this year," Melody explained, "As members of the Student Council, it's our job to organize it all." That's right, being in the middle of the year, Prom would be coming up in a few months. "So who's all on Student Council?"

"As of right now, just me and Nathanial." I blinked, surprised, "Really? I thought there would be more." Melody shrugs, "It's not the most popular club out there…." I frowned, "Isn't it hard doing all of the work on your own?" "It's not too bad, I've got Nate to help me and besides, the work is fairly easy."

"If you'd like, I could help." I found myself offering. I hardly even knew this girl and yet I wanted to help her out. She seemed pretty nice to me and looked like she could use an extra hand. Melody merely smiled though and shook her head, "Don't worry about it, you should get accustomed to the school first before joining Student Council."

"It's required that you attend the school for one year before you can qualify to run for Council anyways." Nathanial said as he walked back in. Well, so much for that. I thought. He walked over and handed me a piece of paper. "Here's your schedule and locker combination. Second period begins in a few minutes, so I suggest going to you locker first and checking to make sure the combination is correct." He turned back to his desk. "If that's all then you can go now."

It was quite obvious that this was a sign of dismissal, so I grabbed my school bag waved at Melody, who happily waved back and walked out, heading for my locker. It took me a few minutes to find it, and by the time I did, the hallways were filled once more with students, but I opened it rather easily and quickly stored my stuff before glancing at the schedule to see where I would go next.

"Hey Morgan!" I looked up to see Iris heading towards me, towing along a mousy looking girl with short light violet hair, "What's your next class?" She asked when she reached me. I looked down at slip of paper, "Um, Art History." A wide grin split across the girl's face, "That's where we're headed to! This is Violette, by the way." The other girl nods, "It's nice to meet you." She said, voice barely rising above a whisper.

Iris grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me along, "C'mon, we don't wanna be late!" Quickly I sling my bag over my shoulder, before it gets left behind and stumble after her, trying to keep my footing. Violette seemed to be having just as much trouble as I was, "Is she always like this?" The girl nods, her lips twitching ever so slightly, "Mostly, yes."

We managed to arrive at the class with minimum damage, with me having fallen once and nearly bring the other two down with me as well. "There aren't a lot of people in this class." Iris told me, "So you can come sit with us over here." She led the way over to her's and Violette's seat and gestured for me to sit behind her. I pulled out a binder and placed it on the desk as Iris twists in her chair to talk to me. "So you like art huh? Are you into drawing or photography?"

"Neither." I admitted, "I wasn't sure which classes to take, so I just chose a couple of random ones…" Iris laughs a little, "That's fine, I'm sure you'll enjoy this class anyways. To be honest, we just look at a bunch of slides of art and do a little research on a few famous artists." I smile a little at this, "Sounds like an easy A to me."

"Not even someone who can't even draw in a straight line could fail this class!" Iris agrees as the bell rings. She turned around in her seat and I smile glad to have already met a few nice people in this school.

If only I had known what awaited me next period