Note: The rest of the story is gonna be from Nicole's point of view.

I flop on my bed, aggravated at myself mostly. Ever since I could remember I've never believed in love yet I still let myself put up with Danny. How pathetic that is.

"Listen, you know that I care for you more than I care for my cousin Ella." Allison's voice buzzed from the phone.

"Oh please, you hate Ella more than you hate Strawberries."

"What? No way, I really hate strawberries. And I do care about Ella, but you know how she is. Like uh- whatever. You know what I mean. I care for you like a sister. I will never let you get hurt."

"Too late for that. Okay, I honestly don't give a fuck what Danny did. I'm mad at myself for letting him in. He's always acted like an ass. Ugh, this shit stresses me out too much." I stare at my ceiling.

"Fuck it. It's over with. You can't change what has already happened. I know that you don't believe in the whole relationship thing but no matter what, someone will fall in love with you."

I half laugh at her statement. "Actually the whole relationship thing doesn't upset me. Love is the thing that I don't believe in. Trust me, I've been with a few guys before and I did have great memories with them but I never loved them. It wasn't even a strong like. I just want a guy that doesn't come with complications and no love is there. Because I know I'll get hurt yet again."

"Like a friends with benefits? That would be pretty hot." Allison chuckle.

"Oh gosh Allison, such a dirty mind," I run my hand through my hair. "But sorta like that. Like I'm not sure how to explain it. What I want is to be with a guy who doesn't say 'I love you' or doesn't develop strong feelings. I admit that I do fall for guys but it's never a love feeling. And yes, sex could be involved."

"Ha I love how we're both virgins yet we talk about sex… a lot."

"That's how we roll." I smile.

"Oh gosh. Woah woah i just realize your first day at my school is tomorrow!" Allison screech through the phone.

"Really Allison? How can you forget. Sheesh. Well, I'm excited to start fresh."

"You better be excited. Okay first thing first is that I'm gonna introduce you to my friend Lydia. She's the girly girl type and she's popular but she's actually pretty cool. And I told her that you were gonna come to our school and she said she's excited to meet you. And her boyfriend Jackson is pretty cool too. He's just as popular."

"Popular? What does that word even mean. Sounds like a high school from a stupid teen movie. Can't wait." I sarcastically cheer.

"Ah Nicole. Always so sarcastic. But seriously my first day was good and yours will probably good too. Just be yourself but don't get all up in people's faces. I know you can get like that."

"Well excuse me but I just hate that little bossy bitches like to think they're the shit. At least, I stand up for myself unlike stupid little girls who cry over stuff."

"You're awesome, and the best friend in the world. People will see what I see in you and that's funniness, coolness, generous and outgoing. You make me laugh so much it hurts. I know you'll fit right in."

"Well of course cuz I have you." I sing.

"And you'll always will. Listen I gotta do some cleaning up. I'll see you tomorrow. Wait, how you getting to school?"

"I'm just gonna ride my skateboard."

"Okay, Bye love."

"Bye- bye"

I wait until I hear the dial tone then I officially press End. I toss my head on my pillow and watch my curtains move from the open window. In the distance I hear the stairs creak. The sound of footsteps getting closer to my bedroom door. The sound of a soft knock enter my ears.

"Honey? You okay?" The familiar voice said.

"Yeah Mom, I'm fine," I sigh heavily tossing around in my bed. "And this time I mean it."

"Okay honey. Listen me and Randal do believe you about the whole not stealing things from the student's lockers. I know that even though you may not be the sweetest bar in the candy bowl, you wouldn't spend your time stealing from people's lockers."

I smile as my mom said this. I get up and open the door. I see my mom's face light up as she sees me. She was wearing a pink shirt with a pair of sweat pants and her hair was in a messy bun. I give her a hug and she returns it.

"I love you honey." She says kissing my forehead.

"I love you too Mom. And don't worry. I already knew you guys believed me." I smile widely.

"Hmph, of course you did," She let go of the hug. "You ready for tomorrow?" She asks.

"I can honestly say yeah. Wanna start fresh, right?"

"Oh that's exactly what you need. I'm proud of you. Anyway you gonna eat? Randal's making baked chicken and rice."

"Uh yeah. I'll be down in a few." I reply .

"Okay." My mom smiles and heads back down the stairs.

I close my door and change into comfortable clothes. I head downstairs and see my mom and my stepfather in the kitchen, laughing.

"Oh there is miss trouble maker." Randal smile as he turns to face me.

"The one and only." I smile back.

"Okay Kiddo, we got chicken and rice. You want it now, right?"

"Yup please."

Mom and Randal have been married for about 3 years now. My real father is in jail, I only met him when I was 2 and it was through a glass wall. Mom has been raising me and my brother all on her own. My brother, Vinny, went to college last year and we only hear from him once a month. But sometimes he'll come over for a surprise but that was only for Mother's day, Thanksgiving, Christmas and a whole week in April. He truly is a good brother. But he's gone and I'm here with Mom and Randal. Dinner went fast and so did that night. And at 7:00 I woke up.

This morning doesn't feel like a normal one. It's new morning for me because now I'm at a new school. I take my shower and dress in a Blue strapless shirt with a black vest, dark blue ripped skinny jeans and my black Vans. I let my hair out and as soon as I ate my breakfast and had my skateboard and bookbag, I head out for the door. My headphones are in, so I drown out all the background noise. I got to the school and look closely at my new school.

"Nicole!" Allison ran up to me. She hugged me tightly and i return the hug.

"Allison!" I mocked her.

She let go of the hug and looks at me, unpleased.

"I love you?" I smirk.

"You love me? Oh my gosh, Nicole I'm your first love?" She places her hand over her heart.

"Oh my god Allison." I laugh.

"Come on, let's go meet up with Lydia and Jackson." She grabs my hand and we head into the school.

We walk around the hallway. Allison's heels making a sharp noise overtime she took a step.

"SInce when you wear heels, besides at a party?" I look down at her heels.

"Right? Eh, Lydia just made me like them more. These are actually really comfortable." She said facing me. We turn a right and I see a girl and a guy leaning against lockers.

"Lydia, Jackson. This is Nicole, you know my best friend." Allison smiles happily.

Lydia examines me with her eyes. I got to admit she did look very pretty with her strawberry blonde hair. She's wearing a blue ruffle skirt with a white blouse. And of course she was wearing heels.

"Oh my gosh," She embraced me with a hug. "You are gorgeous, just like Allison said."

"Ha well thank you." i smile at her and look over and her boyfriend. Her glanced over at me and smirked.

"Apart of the clique now?" He asked me looking at my face then down at my skateboard. Lydia's eyes followed.

"Uh, you ride a skateboard? Lydia ask with a confused face.

"Yeah, it's my transportation. Isn't it great?" I say tilting my head just a little.

"Well I would of thought that you drove a car or something." Lydia flips her hair and looks over at Allison.

"Uh, well I don't have my license." I say a bit quietly than I intended too.

"Oh well that's okay. Anyway, how do you and Allison know each other." Lydia asks as we walk down the hallway.

"No offense, but I have to go. I have to get my schedule and my locker number and all that crap. I'll catch up with you guys later okay." I say hugging all of them.

"Sure. You know where to get it?" Allison asks

"Yeah, the guidance counselor office. I saw it while we were walking in the halls. See you later." I wave and walk back up the hallway and turn right. I walk into the guidance counselor's office.

"Hello?" A voice says.

"Uh, hi. I'm Nicole Willow. I'm the new student." I say. A woman appears from a separate room. She's carrying a bunch of papers. She drops them on her desk and extends her arm.

"Oh hello. Sorry about the whole mess." She says as we shake hands. From the start I knew she was definitely different from my old guidance counselor.

"It's okay," I sit down on the chair. "Is all that paper about me or…" My voice trails off.

She lets out a chuckle. "Well Nicole, most of these papers are about you but the rest are a few other students who will be coming in after you," She grabs a handful of papers and slides the rest at the edge of her desk. "Looks like you were kicked out of your old school." She raises an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I was accused of something. No offense but is it okay if I can just get my locker and the combination and my schedule. Talking about my old school would only waste time." I sigh

"Of course. I understand. The past is the past. Okay looks like your locker is 330 and your combination is 5-22-34. And here is your schedule." She says as she passes me the papers with my locker/ combination and schedule.

"Thank you." I slightly smile and grab my skateboard and head out. I look at my phone. 3 minutes until the bell rings.

I sigh heavily and walk quickly to my locker. I see 330 and open it gracefully. I jam my skateboard in it and smile as I see it fit perfectly.

"A skateboard? You definitely don't seem like the kind of girl who would own one." A voice speaks up beside me. I look and see that it's Scott.

"Oh really, Scott? Never judge a book by its cover" I smile.

"Wow, funny how your locker's next to mine. It's true; we will become best friends.

"Very funny" I say. The bell rings and most kids exited the hallway. I grab a notebook and pen and walk to my first class. English. Scott waves bye as he turns a corner and disappears. I see my English class and walk inside. I grab a seat in the middle row and look around.

"Looking for me?" A voice asks behind me. I don't even bother to look. I already know it was Stiles.