A/N: HEY EVERYONE! I'm not dead or anything if you were wondering, its just that I'm kind of busy and I had seven other projects to complete. (Shocker, isn't it? My teachers likes us to push us hard). Anyway, since I'm back I hope you enjoy my latest chapter... who do you think is talking this time?

D/C:I own the WITCH series, and in fact me and my family have an apartment just right next to the town Heatherfield. My sister and I sometimes visit Cornelia's place' and we have parties their and drink their wine and all...

Gosh, you actually thought that I was telling the truth? I don't want to get sued but...

Chapter 5 — The New Girl

It was about time fourth period was over, the bell rung which wasn't really a pleasant experience either. Locker doors slammed in succession, creating the cacophony that filled the halls. I felt the summer breeze going through my hair as I quickly turned the dial on my lock around several times.

"Hey," said a voice behind me, it was the same girl who I met earlier this morning, Angela Forest. Apparently she had recently joined the freshman soccer team, swim team and the list goes on. And your all probably thinking, how did a shy girl like me befriend a jock like her.

Well, I happen to join the cross country team as well.

Gasp. Now there's a shocker.

None of you saw that coming did you? If you didn't believe me, you could ask my previous coaches who were in what you call in total shock, they probably though that a little girl like I am wasn't capable of anything but…

Look how that turned out.

Anyways, Angela and I headed towards the courtyard (or otherwise known as the quad) where the students hung out until lunch break was over. I would have preferred the library where there was peace and quiet. And yeah there were mostly a bunch of guys hanging around the quad.

Did I forget to mention they had their arms around a bunch of fake blond cheerleaders with boobs so fake even an idiot even could tell.

Angela told me we had Glosser next period, and then we were interrupted when a series of voices came up behind us, the voice was yet familiar but somehow oddly vague to me at the same time. And then I noticed that Angela had the very same scowl that she had on her face.

I whirled around, but then I turned back because of I was nearly blinded by the vibrant rays of the sun. After, I turned the other way to see a girl with really blond and another girl with faux blond hair followed by a brunette. I groaned, waiting for all hell to break lose.

"Oh, look who we have here." The girl with really blond hair and had these intense blue eyes that wondered why she was totally not interested to what you thought or had to say. The brunette snorted as if the faux blond told her some kind of joke and then the other blond said. "It's the audacious redhead and her docile little friend."

She made an emphasis on audacious and docile.

"Actually, I don't think I know you." Angela said, her expression was blank and she seemed surprisingly calm for a person like her. And then she titled her head and said, "Do I know you from somewhere? Because I don't. Are you stalking me or something?"

A look of surprise fell in her impeccably groomed features. It seemed like it was a highly entertaining sight to see the blond girl who I figured her name was Selina shriek in absolute rage while it was a slightly scary sight to witness the murderous face than I had never thought she was capable of.

It seemed that it wasn't only Angela who thought it was slightly entertaining, because how would you explain the contagious laughter that the brunette tried to hide. The faux blond however, seemed to be a bit surprised at the fact that her brunette friend was laughing at the blond girl.

The blond girl however, seemed to have a difficult time trying to formulate a complete sentence, whereas I thought we were tortured enough. "Alright, alright. I think you two might have started off the wrong way." I said, the pacifist I was.

"Why don't we start all over and forget this ever happened? So, that way we don't make any more, er, assumptions." I said, plastering a smile so big I didn't even think that I was ever capable of. The brunette however, stopped laughing. What a shocker, I thought she would never shut up.

Mind my manners please, but seriously.

The brunette glared at me with her intense emerald eyes of hers while the faux blond smiled at me and stuck her hand out. "Alright, then… I'm Sydney Braverman and my other two friends are Kelsey Minerva and Selina Rosen."

The brunette and the faux blond names were Kelsey Minerva and Sydney Braverman, I guessed that the ring leader was Selina Rosen.

"Cut it with the crap, Sydney." The Selina girl snapped at her faux blond friend as she widened her bright green eyes and then went behind her cowardly. Selina looked up to us, and snickered. "Oh, please. Just because you apologized now, which is a little to late, doesn't mean that we're going to forgive you for what you did."

Angela decided to play dumb. "Actually I don't believe it. What did we do again?"

I nearly snorted when her perfect face contorted in absolute shock. And I have to tell you, it was a pretty nasty sight.

And then the brunette girl started laughing all over again it looked as if she was going to fall on the floor laughing and then the Selina girl snapped at her which kept her shut up and to us she sneered, "You know what you did you little skank and don't you dare try to act dumb about it." And with that she flipped her hair and walked away, with the brunette still laughing.

"Seriously," Angela laughed. "What did we do?"

And I'd like to know what we did as well.

—

So after lunch was over, it was fifth period. And I had some teacher with the name of Albemarle, I kid you not, Albemarle. And in my old school in Lawton I thought that the teachers had stupid names but Lawton was nothing to what NW had.

The lunches they served were for free, because the parents paid for them in the administration sheet which was only a couple hundred dollars. And seriously, NW was totally awesome. Even though I missed Lawton a little bit…

And then the teacher came in, and she looked as if she was dressed for business. She had worn a pantsuit and had worn a pair of dark tights or whatever they were called and seriously I totally loved her shoes. They were these three inch heel ones and they were those kind with straps. Anyway, the teacher had this scowl as if she wanted to kill us or something.

"Hello, class…" She said in monotonous voice as if she didn't care. I guess that Rachel wasn't kidding that most teachers that taught in high school could care less about you. "As you can see, I'm Mrs. Albemarle and I take zero tolerance in the class for talking if it is not about the subject. But, don't get comfortable just yet."

Whatever she said. I wasn't the least bit surprised. Most people were in total shock while the others, the other people (most of them looked as if they were wearing suits) who were the nerds, were totally calm, of course since English was probably one of their best subjects. God, I wish I was as confident as them.

"I am your honors teacher and in order to pass my class you must at least read a couple books daily, and of course you dislike reading then that you create you a whole lot of problems…" Mrs. Albemarle droned on and on about the basics of reading something like that. I'm pretty smart for my age which would explain the 290 I scored on my IQ.

You would call me a nerd, but I'd rather prefer smart. Most people would tend to fun of that fact, but who would care what they thought. A couple of students in my class groaned at the very thought of reading. I shot them a look of annoyance and my focused my attention on the teacher.

"And now," The strawberry blond lady said, paused for a moment or two. "I will start the roll call. If I happen to mispronounce your name, please correct me because I'm sure it'll be uncomfortable if I start calling you the wrong name. Anyway, let's see who we have here. Ah, I see. Irene Alectra?"

"Here."

And she went on from reading for what seemed like twenty minutes in my fellow students' opinion from the looks of their face. One of them, the faux blond I saw earlier tuned out as if she didn't care what the teacher thought. Honestly, most people should give more respect to the teacher even if she happens to take longer calling the names.

"Eleanor Gavener?"

I raised my hand. "Here, ma'am," I added kindly. "And I would prefer Ella."

"Alright." She smiled at me for the first time all day. "Now, Tabitha Greene?"

"Here." A curly brunette said. "And it's um, Theresa."

"Okay, Tabitha." I had to stop myself from laughing out loud. After two more minutes, she had finally finished calling out the roll call. And then she talked about what was required for the curriculum. And before you know it, the bell rung, the usual shrill noise echoing through the halls while other people couldn't stand the noise and well, covered their ears.

"Class, dismissed." The blond said. "And don't forgot your assignment that's due next week."

And now I had another assignment. Great, that's just perfect.

I had a couple more periods to go. And also, I had that obnoxious Selina girl in my upcoming class followed by her petty entourage which consisted of two girls. One was the faux blond whom Angela and I unfortunately stumbled to just yesterday before the first period started followed by the brunette, who seemed to have a severe laughing disorder. But I thought positive; at least I have Angela in my class who is another person that isn't very fond of Selina.

I walked towards my class, which was a couple doors across from my previous class. I was also fairly early probably because the room was barely empty the class only insisted three students, one very attractive brunette and two other girls who were busily whispering to each other.

So I sat a couple desks away from the cute brunette, so I could stare at him without him knowing.

"Hey, you don't have to sit so far away." And then as if he was trying to prove a point, he flexed him bicep.

I was too shocked to speak. I mean like, most people should just keep their comments to themselves unless they want to build a bad reputation to themselves. So I gathered my courage and shot him a very annoyed look at him and pretended that I was very interested with my shoes.

After a couple moments later, Angela entered. Today she had changed her perfectly straightened red hair that she did yesterday and changed her hair that was cut in stylish layers. She had changed from her soccer uniform into a pair of tan capris and layered blue tops, and carried a ton of books. She dumped her books to the desk next to mine.

Moments after Angela's arrival, more and more students came until it was nearly full. That is, the first part of the period went smoothly until a shriek of rage surprised me. Angela craned her neck to see what the commotion was about and then her jaw hit the floor.

"Oh my God, please tell me Kels that I'm dreaming, I can't be in a class with her," Selina pointed at Angela and then pointed at me, "And her in it! Please tell me that they mixed me up in the class category and accidentally put me in class with them in it."

"I know," the brunette said, for the very first time all day, glared at me with such intensity if looks could kill she would have burnt a hole in my forehead. "It's like a bad dream."

And just exactly what did I do to make her so ticked off?

"I take it that your friends," the boy who tried to flirt with me earlier responded, his voice laced with thick sarcasm not even the dumbass trio would even detect.

"No actually, apparently she has something against me that I couldn't figure out." Angela flashed a smile at the cute boy, who snickered loudly enough for Selina to hear and her fellow followers to hear as well. "Ella, do you have any clue why she's so ticked at us. Because seriously, I don't have a single clue."

I smiled; I might as well play along. "Um, not really."

And to my shock the Selina girl smiled, oh no it wasn't a genuine smile. It was a malicious kind, the one that people give you to show that they don't really like you and they would assure you that would make your life miserable. Oh well, good luck in achieve that Selina.

"Aw, the audacious redhead and her little friend are trying to flirt with a cute guy even though he's off limits and currently dating someone else. Seriously, Angela. You should go for more your type." And then she pointed to a boy with dark hair and well, very large bifocals. "Like him for example, I'm pretty sure you'll make great children together."

How dare she even suggest such a thing!

Angela gave her a bright smile and said. "Thanks, sweetie! But I'm sorry but that's to cliché to be an insult. Do you have any idea how many times that insult was repeated? Oh, I forgot that any similarity between you and a human is purely coincidental!"

Boy, I bet she never heard that before.

Selina looked so peeved as if she was about to explode and her murderous face indicated the fact that anyone without a fifty meter radius should either flee for their life unless, thus of course their were retarded enough to watch. "Why you little vile piece of a shit. Don't you know who I am?"

Angela was confused. "I'm sorry, you must've confused me with someone who'd give a damn what you say."

By now, the brunette was laughing so hard she fell to the ground.

Go figure.

Poor Silena, standing there with her so called best friend laughing at her.

I don't blame the brunette for once, since Angela had a pretty sharp tongue and a hilarious sense of humor.

"You little bitch." Selina growled. "I'll get you for this."

I'm sorry that was to cliché to be considered a comeback.

"So a thought crossed your mind?" Angela snickered. "It must been a long and lonely journey."

And it was like a tennis match, and at this rate Angela was winning. And Selina was fresh out of tennis balls if you know what I mean.

Boy was it going to be a long day today.

A/N: And for the first day all day, Selina seems fresh out of insults. What will she do? Stay tuned to find out! The next two future chapters are basically connected to the fifth chapter, so it might kind seem a bit slow so like I said before, all the action starts somewhere around chapter 10-15 and they meet a certain... -ahem- I do not want to spoil anything so...

Anyway, Angela is not a daughter of Will and she did not marry someone with the name Lawton Forest because Matt is not related to Irma because of her humour. Eleanor is not related to Will either. Heather has no relation to the former guardains whatsoever. Ella is not related to Taranee because of her IQ is so high it's off the scale. The cute brunette dude will be Ella's future boyfriend.. or will he not be?

Stay tuned to find out!

-Jenny S.