A/N: Glad you guys are hooked on this story. I'm glad that you all enjoy my writing and continue to read it. So here's the next chapter. Hope you like it.
Casey sighs internally as she slips into her AP Literature class. She takes her usual seat in the back of the room, adjusts her glasses, and opens her book once again to continue where she's left off.
She briefly glances around to the room to make sure no one is looking at her; they're not. Good, she hates it whenever people look at her. It makes her feel like they're talking about her in their minds, which they probably are, but it's just a lot easier for her to not have anything to speculate on.
Casey really isn't a student to say that she has friends. She finds it extremely hard to talk to people, but it's not like anyone wishes to talk to her anyway. They just simply do one of two things. They either a) Completely ignore her existence, or b) they bully her, and frankly she wishes that the former happened more frequently than the latter.
Both things are something that she tells her self that she has kind of gotten use to it, but that doesn't make it hurt any less whenever it happens. She can't even begin to imagine how many times someone has made some snarky comment that was intended to be hurtful, or the number of times that someone has shoved her in the hall causing her to either fall or drop all of her things.
Casey comes from a family of five, that being herself, her mother, and her three younger sisters that she helps her mother take care of. Her mother is a teacher at another school, so she's almost always taking care of her sister's when she gets home, and even after depending on how exhausted her mom is. She doesn't mind though.
As for school, she does pretty well. All of her classes her advanced placement, and she excels in most of them, minus the struggle that she's having in AP Trigonometry. She also refrains from being involved in any extracurricular activities, not that anyone would want her to join something anyway.
Casey looks up briefly from her book to see that she also has a substitute in this class as well. She groans silently and goes back to her book, as she realizes that the students are going to basically do whatever it is they want to do, and obviously, the sub does not care.
She sighs and is about to turn the page when her book is ripped right out of her hands. Of course a substitute means no structure in the classroom, and no structure in the classroom means that the other kids are free to mess with her if they so wish to.
"'Jurassic Park'…Hey isn't that the movie about dinosaurs?" Olivia asks examining the book she's taken from the redhead.
Casey opens her mouth to respond, but she realizes that there is someone on the other side of her. She looks away from Olivia and finds a smirking Abbie leaning on her desk.
"You like dinosaurs, Novak? Isn't that kind of a little kid thing?" The taller brunette says, smirk still in place.
Casey blushes and shrinks down in her seat. "N-no….it's interesting because it talks about how human technology was able to extract prehistoric DNA from mosquitoes and use it to recreate prehistoric creatures." She says quietly.
"Wow, that sounds….extremely lame." Abbie responds blandly as Olivia reaches around Casey and hands her the book. She then closes it, succeeding in losing the page that Casey was on.
"C-can I have my book back….please?" Casey asks softly, really wanting to be left alone for the rest of the class period.
Abbie hums and looks at the ceiling as she pretends to think for a moment. "And if I say no?"
Casey shrinks in her chair once again. She does suppose that there isn't a whole lot that she can do if Abbie won't give her book back to her.
Abbie laughs and opens the book to the last couple of pages. "What would you do if I tore out the last page, huh?"
Casey's eyes widen and she shakes her head. "Please don't…"
"I dunno. What do you think she'll do if I tear out the last page, Liv?"
Olivia shrugs nonchalantly at the question. "I dunno. I think she'll cry." She responds, a smirk spreading across her face.
Abbie then slowly begins to tear out the last few pages of the book, watching Casey's reaction.
Casey feels heat rush to her face, and she stares at the table intently, knowing that people are laughing at her, but she tries to block it out anyway.
"Is that what you're gonna do? Are you gonna cry?" Abbie presses on, knowing that her words are getting to the quiet redhead.
"I think she's gonna cry Abbie." Olivia adds on, taking note of the look on Casey's face.
Casey shakes her head and continues to stare hard at the table. The laughing kids around her, are making extremely hard to drown them out, and Abbie continuing to pick on her is not helping the situation.
Her emotions are starting to get the better of her, and she begins rubbing her eyes frantically to keep unnecessary tears at bay. Unfortunately, her attempts are futile, and tears begin to brim her eyes.
"I'm not gonna cry…" she musters, her voice cracking on the tail end of her sentence. "Please give me my book back…."
Abbie stops tearing out pages of the book and watches as Casey shamefully rubs at her eyes.
"You're so lame. Who cries over a stupid book? Loser." Abbie says as she stands and tears the loose pages in pieces.
Even after Abbie and Olivia have walked away, Casey can still feel the other students staring at her, and probably laughing at her. She examines the shreds of what used to be pages of her book and finds it completely pointless to try and piece them back together.
Sniffling, she brings her book closer to her to examine the damage. Her heart sinks when she realizes that Abbie has torn out a great number of pages, and that it's basically ruined.
Casey is thankful when the bell rings, signaling it's time for her to go to her next class. She quickly gathers all of her textbooks and notebooks before she exits the classroom.
As she's walking down the hall, several people intentionally bump into her, until one person just blatantly knocks all of her things out of her hands…again.
Sighing, Casey crouches down to the floor and tries to quickly gather her books before people kick them all over the place, or they're trampled. No one stops to help her, but she isn't really expecting someone to. She's sure that this will happen a few more times before the day is even over. It always does.
Later
"Oh my god, so you're like, totally the president's daughter! I cannot believe I didn't recognize who you were right away! You're a lot taller in person. Omg, wait until I tell my mom that I'm friends with the president's daughter!" Serena says over excitedly as she and Alex make their way to lunch.
'We're friends…?' Alex thinks to herself. She's sure that Serena is going to be very hard to get rid of, so she might as well try and get used to the shorter blonde's bubbly attitude now. Well, at least she can say she made a friend….sorta.
"Omg, so do you live in the White House?" Serena asks, almost bouncing up and down as she leads the way outside.
"Um…yeah…" Alex responds slowly, fearing that Serena is about to bombard her with questions, and she might be right.
"Oh my god this is so cool! What's it like there? Is it big? I mean, of course it's big, it's the White House, but what's it like on the inside?"
"Uh…yeah it's big. Like, it's real easy to get lost and everything. They do White House tours, but in a different wing, but it's still a little weird to think that you have a huge crowd of people touring you're house while you're taking a nap, you know? My mom doesn't really like it when I leave my bedroom to wander around but I do it anyway. Don't really have anything else to do."
Serena pauses for a moment before she begins squealing in excitement once again. They begin walking again, with Serena babbling on how cool it is that Alex is the president's daughter. They come to a stop at a table that seats two brunettes and a blonde, all seemingly interested in their cell phones.
"These are my friends. I'm sure they won't mind if you sit with us." Serena says taking a seat on one of the benches. The three of her friends look up and eye the new coming curiously, but don't say anything right away.
Serena grins and turns back to Alex who is trying not to look uncomfortable. "This is Amanda, Connie, and Kim. Guys this is Alex….Alex Cabot."
Immediately the facial expressions of all three girls change and they all look at Serena for confirmation.
"You mean Cabot as in….the president?" Amanda asks carefully.
Alex nods and nervously rubs the back of her neck. "Yeah…that's…my dad…"
"Oh wow, that's really cool." Kim says interested. "Wait, is that why there are all these scary looking people with suits all over the school?"
Alex nods her head and Connie bounces in her seat, all the while pointing a triumphant finger at Kim.
"Ha! I told you! I told you that they looked like Secret Service! But noooo you said that there isn't a reason for Secret Service to be here. Ha, you were wrong!" she says happily, loving it whenever Kim is proven wrong about anything.
Kim rolls her eyes and turns back to Alex. "So why'd you come here? Don't your parents want to home school you or something?"
Alex shakes her head, finding it completely ironic that the situation is quite ironic. "No…well I mean, I was home schooled, but my parents decided that they should put me in a school with 'other kids' so I can get the feel of being around people…"
"So are you liking it?" Amanda adds in.
Alex shrugs her shoulders, not really sure of her answer. "I don't know yet. I mean, it's different but I don't really know how I feel. I guess I can say that it's not as bad as I thought it was gonna be."
The group of five engage into a light conversation, most of which being about Alex's life as the president's daughter, and what it's like being followed around by Secret Service all day.
"So, Serena's been bugging you ever since this morning huh?" Kim jokes, giving the shorter blonde an amused look.
'Oh you have no idea.' Alex thinks, but decides it's best not to say it out loud. Maybe in time, she will come to get used to Serena's company.
"She's…just been welcoming which is okay, I suppose." Alex responds simply.
"She go on her Abbie rant yet?" Connie teases, causing Serena to blush like fifty shades of red.
"That's like all she ever talks about. 'Oh Abbie is sooooo hot" Amanda says mocking Serena in a high pitched voice.
"Ohhh look at the way Abbie chews her food. It's sooooo sexy." Kim adds in, as she and Amanda fan themselves, squealing.
"I do not sound like that." Serena grumbles, blushing furiously.
"Yes you do." Connie replies bluntly.
Alex snickers at the exchange between friends. It's actually quite amusing to be in the presence of other teenagers and to see how they interact with one another, as opposed to hanging around the house all day talking to Eliza whenever she's not working.
"From what I have observed, I personally think that Abbie lacks good mental structures." She says nonchalantly.
"Oh you mean you think she's stupid? Yeah so do we." Kim says taking her attention away from her phone.
Amanda snorts at the comment. "Yeah, all of us except Serena, who practically worships the ground she walks on."
"I do not worship the ground she walks on!" Serena exclaims, starting to blush once again.
"Yeah, okay. Keep denying your swooning." Connie says shaking her head.
"I do not swoon!"
Kim raises an eyebrow and glances around the table. "Any objections against wanting to test this theory." She questions the rest of the table. "Alex, any objections? I think since you're new, you get final say."
Alex thinks for a moment and grins at the fact that she might actually be making friends. She glances at a scowling Serena before she shrugs.
"I think it's a valid hypothesis." She says, watching as a wide grin spreads across Kim's face.
Kim exaggeratedly clears her throat before opening her mouth. "Hey Abbie, come here a sec!" she shouts getting the attention of the lean brunette that just so happens to be walking through the courtyard at the time.
Abbie deviates from her original course and walks over to the table where she heard her name shouted.
"What's up?" she asks, as she approaches the table to Kim who called her name.
"Did we have any homework for Statistics?" Kim asks casually coming up with something.
Abbie thinks for a moment before shaking her head. "Nuh uh. We were supposed to read section one of chapter twenty three out of the book, but I doubt that anyone did."
"Hmm…okay thanks."
Abbie nods and turns to Serena who is gazing up at her with a far out, lost expression. The other girls at the table snicker quietly.
"Hey Serena." Abbie says smiling.
"H-hey….um…hi…yeah…um…hello…" Serena stutters miserably, succeeding in making her self blush even more.
Abbie chuckles at the blondes nerves getting the best of her. "I'll see you guys later." She says to the rest of the table before leaving to join her friends.
As soon as Abbie is a safe enough distance away, the rest of the table bursts into hysteric laughter.
"Hi uh, hey, um, hello, uhh" Connie repeats, earning a glare from Serena.
"And you said you don't swoon." Amanda states, shaking her head.
Serena's scowl deepens and she folds her arms tightly. "Shut up…I don't swoon."
"You were kind of swooning Serena, it was actually super adorable." Alex says, trying to hold in her laughter.
"It really was. I just love being right." Kim says sighing happily, feeling exceptionally proud of herself.
As they begin talking again, Alex glances around the courtyard, and finds the same redheaded girl from her physics class sitting at a secluded table by herself.
"Hey, how come she's over there by herself?" she asks the table curiously.
Amanda leans over and follows Alex's line of vision. "Oh, Casey? Yeah she always sits by herself. She doesn't talk to anyone, so I don't really think she has any friends."
"Yeah, no one really knows her or anything. She doesn't talk." Connie adds in.
"So, no one like invites her to sit with them or anything?" Alex asks once again.
"She doesn't talk to anyone." Kim says. "Maybe she just doesn't like being around people."
Alex stays silent for a moment before she slides off of the bench and starts making her way towards the secluded table. She isn't sure why she's approaching a stranger like this, but she just wants to know why the girl sits by herself.
She sits on the bench across from the girl who is absent mindedly flipping through a book that looks like it has pages torn out of it.
"Uh…hi…" Alex says awkwardly. Not really knowing what else to say.
Casey looks up from her book, wondering who would actually take the time to want to talk to her. In front of her, she finds the girl that she's seen on the television a number of times whenever the president it giving some speech or something.
"H-hi…" she stutters in response.
"How come you sit over here all by yourself?" Alex asks curiously.
Casey shrugs her shoulders and looks back down at her ruined book that she can't finish.
Alex sits in silence for a moment before she thinks of something else to say. "Don't you want to sit with your friends?"
'I don't have friends.' Casey thinks, but decides that it's best to say nothing at all.
"Okay….so you don't seem like much of a talker…"
Casey shrugs again, still not looking up to make eye contact with the gorgeous blonde in front of her.
Alex is about to say something when she hears her name behind her. She turns around to see Serena and the others standing and waving her over. She holds up one finger telling them to wait before she turns back to Casey.
"I have to go now…but maybe I'll see you around?" she says, even though it's more of a question.
Casey chooses not to respond as Alex slowly stands from the seat and makes her way back over to the group of girls. She sighs heavily, wondering what the hell the president's daughter would want to talk to her for, and why the hell does she have to be so damn pretty?
Yeahhhh I kinda made Abbie a little mean in this one…sorry bout that…This is going to be interesting…leave a review?