Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. The End.

A/N: Finally! The Russos go to school in Forks!

Chapter Three: School

"NOOOO!" Alex Russo yelled.

"Alex what is it?" Justin ran into the room, closely followed by her parents and Max.

"Today's the first day of school!" She whined. Her family stared at her for a moment and left the room.

"Hey you guys are supposed to be comforting me!" Still no one came. They all know that Alex hated school. "Oh well." She shrugged. She got out of bed and did her early routines.

She scanned through her closet and found the perfect outfit. It was a Thread Social Double bow jersey sweater, blue skinny jeans, a black and white scarf, checkered flats, and a checkered bag. (A/N) Outfit on profile.) Alex may be a troublemaking girl, but she has to trouble-make in style.

Alex smiled at her reflection in her mirror. "Perfect." She said. She then went downstairs to the sandwich shop to get her lunch.

"Here you go honey." Theresa said as she handed Alex a brown paper bag.

"'Kay." she said.

***

Alex walked to her first class, Biology. She "promised" her parents that she would go to her classes early, for at least the first day. But…they never said she couldn't break the promise. However, she decided to go to her first class before the bell because there is nothing to do in the halls. No Harper…no Dean, and no Gigi.

"I'm Alex Russo." She informed the teacher. "Uh…" She looked down onto the schedule. "Mr. Miller. You're supposed to sign this." She handed over the form the secretary had given her and her brothers.

"Ah, yes, Ms. Russo. Welcome to our class." Mr. Miller said with a droning tone.

"Somehow I don't feel so welcome." Alex said.

Mr. Miller narrowed his eyes. "Well, Russo, sit in the seat in the back."

Alex shrugged and walked toward the back. She sat in the only seat available; the desk has gum under it and tons of writing.

"Psst!" An annoying voice called her.

Alex ignored the voice and started to play with a lock of her hair.

"Psst!" The voice called again. Alex ignored it yet again.

Then she felt something hit her back. Man I think I found myself a stalker. Alex muttered with her eyes closed in frustration. She took a deep breath and turned to the boy that was sitting next to her.

"What."

"You're Alexandria, right? Hey I'm Nick Newton." He said with a cheery voice, totally missing the fact that Alex did not want to talk to him. (A/N: Haha a descendent of Mike's!)

"Hey I'm not Alexandria." Alex said with a scowl. She hated being called Alexandria.

"Ok, then what's your name?" Newton whispered.

"Alex." She hissed.

"Oh. Ok, then what's your next class? I should really walk you to it, you know, because you're the new kid. Oh maybe we should hang out sometime too, so I can help you with homework or something." He said in one breath.

"Um…no thanks…er what's your name?" Alex said, not caring much. The boy wasn't really her type. He wasn't even cute.

"Nick." Newton answered with his smile faltering.

"Righhttt…" And Alex turned her full attention for the first time toward the teacher, because she had just found someone more horrible and annoying than a teacher.

I wonder where's the principal's office? Because surely I would go there daily…again.

***

"Finally! Lunch!" Alex said, relieved. She hated all the classes she had so far, and she practically hated all the boys who had talked to her. Again, they are not her type. Thinking about the boys had angered her so much that she started hitting the desk repeatedly with her head for almost every period. Some teachers had given her a warning, or an understanding look. Sterner teachers had sent her to the principal's office already. By lunch time, Alex swore that she had already memorized two different paths to the office.

"Hey Alex!" Newton, again, called from the other side of the cafeteria. "Want to sit with us?" Every head turned towards her. Hadn't he already understood that she is a troublemaker? He witnessed Alex getting into trouble five times, being sent to the principal's office three times, and he still hadn't left her alone.

Alex glared at him.

"Well, Newton, I actually have a family here." She hinted. And she turned her heel and walked towards the table her brothers were sitting.

"Hey Alex, don't see you around us so much." Justin said, taking a bite from his sandwich.

"Hey Justin!" A couple of cheerleaders called. He waved at them and they giggled.

"Well, maybe it's because of these boys around here. They're so annoying!"

"Wow Alex, that's something coming out from you. Because usually you're the annoying one." Max told her.

"I know! These boys are stealing my reputation!" Alex complained. "Oh and by the way, have you found any robot companions lately? Or maybe somebody who speaks alien?" she asked Justin with a smirk.

Justin rolled his eyes. "No. Apparently, no one here is normal."

"Haha! You call people who speak like aliens and build robots normal?" Max laughed.

"Max!" Justin nudged his brother with his elbow. "I meant normal as my friends at home."

"I agree with Max; even the robot builders at home aren't normal." Alex said.

"Alex, Max you keep out of this!" Justin whispered urgently.

His younger siblings glanced at each other quickly and they both said, "Sure…like you can trust us to do that."