I walked into school. I looked around. Everything was exactly the same.

The principal told me things I already knew. The normal rules, and guidelines, which were like more rules. The dress code, the bell schedule. It was boring, but I had to listen to it.

"Well, Isabella, I believe you light will shine very bright here at Seaview High. Now, I have a student guide who will show you around the school."

"Oh, I don't think that's necessary. I used to go here."

"Oh, are you sure? You get to miss you first three classes after homeroom." He said like he was bribing me.

"Erm…." I thought. "Ok. Fine."

"Ok, well, you should get to homeroom." I nodded and left the room


I walked into homeroom. It was crazy. I walked up to the teacher I hated so much. Miss Kunkle.

"Hi, I'm Isabella Wentz. I'm new here?" I said.

"Sit there. Welcome to Seaview." She said, pointing to a seat in the back. I sat down. There was a tap on my shoulder. I spun around. It was Nick.

"Izzy. Hey."

"Hi." I said.


I walked out side after homeroom and waited until my guide met up with me. I stood at my locker.

Then a boy walked up to me. He had long shaggy brown hair and a muscular build. He was attractive and had warm chocolate eyes. He clearly towered over me. He had to of been around 5'11". He smiled when he saw me.

"Isabella Wentz?" He asked. His voice is what you'd expect from a incredibly adorable boy, who from the looks of it, had already made it well through puperty. His voice was deep, but not to deep. You know?

"Yeah, That's me. You can call me Izzy though."

"I'm Oliver. Oliver Oken."

Oh My God.

Oliver?

"Oh my god…" I said, stupidly out loud. I swear that was a total accident!

"What is it." There's no use anymore.

"By any chance, do you remember a certain blonde girl who used to go here? Her name was Lilly." He looked at me upset.

"Yes. Of course. Why?" He said coldly.

"You look like you miss her."

"I do. Still." I smiled.

"She missed you to, ya big donut." He looked at me confused. "Oliver! Come on! I just dyed my hair!" I said.

"Lilly????" He said.

"Duh!" He hugged me. The looked at me.

"Wow… you've changed." He said.

"So have you!" I said mocking him.

"Whats with the… black?"

"I wanted to look more like my dad. He's constantly telling me I look like my mom… and… whatever." I said, holding myself back from rambling.

"I like it. Its just a little dark. So, what are you doing here?"

"Well, My cousin's dad got a promotion, and they had to move. So I came back here to live with my dad." Oliver looked at me confused again.

"Your dad?" He asked.

"Yeah." Just then, Nick came over.

"Hey, Iz. Joe's giving us a ride home, Ok?" He said. I looked to him scared.

"Er…. I'm not sure I trust Joe with that responsibility."

"It'll be fine… That one time with the tour bus…. Joe was on Red Bull… and… Now biggie…. Oh, hey Oliver."

"Hello." Oliver said, still very confused. Oliver looked to me.

"He's my neighbor." Oliver nodded.

"Does he know your dad?" I nodded. He turned to Nick.

"Feel lucky, dude. I've known her since pre-k and I've never even met him." He said. I laughed. Nick walked off confused. Oliver started to walk.

"So… whats with the whole… Isabella thing?"

"That's my name, Oliver. Lilly is my middle name."

"Really? Weird…."

"So, you ready to show me around school!" I said sarcastically.

"Ok…"