Unchained Melody
By TornPrince'sSmile

Chapter two: Trent Northwick

"The challenge of leadership is to be strong, but not rude; be kind, but not weak; be bold, but not bully; be thoughtful, but not lazy; be humble, but not timid; be proud, but not arrogant; have humor, but without folly." - Jim Rohn

Juliet had been waiting almost nine hours for this… a cold shower. The water droplets cascaded down her barely tanned skin and then onto the floor. No kidding about Mrs. Peabody being a bitch; she woke Juliet up nearly before six to get into the shower and changed. Juliet was taking her sweet ass time, hoping to get Mrs. Peabody in a bad mood and then run for it.

It had almost been twenty minutes since she entered the shower and she finally got out, feeling her skin refreshed. As she wrapped a towel about her bust, a girl maybe a year older than herself walked in with her red hair pulled up into a messy ponytail. She looked at Juliet, curiously.

"Oh, so you're the new girl? Uh, Janette, right?" Juliet sighed and looked at the girl. She was defiantly not making a good impression on her; she seemed like the popular girl and a big airhead.

"Uh, it's Juliet." She said meekly as she turned to go to her room, but the girl grabbed her forearm. Juliet was about ready to turn about and slap-a-hoe if she didn't let go.

"Christy." Juliet blinked and smiled.

"Nice to meet you, Christy. Now if you want to keep your arm, I suggest you peel it off, like, now." She asked, optimistically. Christ dropped her arm to her side and snarled lightly.

"Look here, I'm tryin' to be nice, but if you don't want friends. What 'ev." As she said that, Juliet was half way to her room. Christy almost threw a hissy fit; no one walks away from her when she's talking.

Juliet didn't really care about making friends with the populars, she wanted friends who were down to earth; kind of like Jimmy. Or maybe the nerds? Who knows, she thought as she got into the ugliest uniform she'd ever seen.

A tight white shirt tied together by a greenish black tie, a plaid skirt that stopped a few inches above her knees, suspenders, white tube socks, and black loafers. She didn't attach the suspenders, but instead let them hand by her sides. She grabbed her textbooks for Chemistry and her sketch-book since she only had those two classes today. She walked quietly out of the girl's dorm and into the white stretch of sidewalks.

./…\.

After bout three minutes of walking around, she had gotten herself absolutely lost. Even though she visited this place on several occasions, she had gotten herself lost. She must be stupid if she couldn't remember. Finally, she saw Jimmy walk around the corner with a girl following him close behind. As she walked towards him, she flagged him down. With a slight smile, he waited for her to catch up to him.

"Hey Jim-bo. Thanks again for last night." Jimmy looked at her and smirked.

"No problem, I'm always welcome to any presents for a 'thank you' though." Oblivious to what he meant she smiled and giggled.

"Uh, no money." Jimmy laughed semi-loudly and swung an arm around her shoulders.

"The present I was thinkin' of doesn't involve money though." Juliet thought for a mere moment before slapping his forearm.

"Jimmy!" she shrieked, now getting what he meant. He raised his arms in defense and smiled all the same.

"Anyways, are you lost?" Juliet smile lightly as her face flushed.

"Yeah…" Jimmy only nodded and slung his arm around her shoulder.

"I guess I'll be a gentleman and show you around."

After about ten minutes of walking, all he had showed her were the library, the gym, and the football field, before the bell had rung. He slapped her shoulder lightly and waved to her as he ran towards the shop.

"See ya' later." Juliet was confused, but her thoughts were answered after he rushed off on his bike. She smiled and turned right into someone.

"Uh, erm, sorry…" she looked up and saw her father.

"Juliet…" he huffed out, "what are you doing out of class? Do you want to get in trouble your first day of school?" he was practically yelling at her by now. She only looked down as he escorted her to Chemistry.

./…\.

Chemistry was actually pretty fun, for Juliet, but she was stuck with a boy named Trent Northwick. He seemed alright, until he opened his mouth. The first few words, Juliet wanted knock his teeth out, but bared it. He didn't listen to her and when ever she would talk, it felt like his eyes weren't looking at her face, but another part of her anatomy. So every time she had to talk to him she would cross her arms over her chest and lean forward, but then he would 'accidently' drop his pencil and look at another part of her body. She finally was fed up with it.

"Could you at least act like you care 'bout our grade, please?" she asked in a mock tone he used. Trent laughed and patted her back softly.

"Sure doll face, but what's in it for me?"

"Not having a blackened eye and a broken arm if you touch me again." He looked at her with no fear in his eyes.

"Sure sweet cheeks. How 'bout a date; you, me, my room, tonight?" he tried to lean in, but Juliet pushed him back with force that knocked him off his stool.

"In your dreams Northwick." She said as the bell rung. Hopefully, they passed.

(A/N: Poor Trent... NOT! xD Reviews please?)