Good news! School's out and my acting camp starts tomorrow! Don't worry, it won't prevent me from writing. O.~
My favorite reviewer is still crzyRENThead, who's review button actually did not work on the last chapter, but she was so kind as to PM me her review. Just for the people who think I'm just letting her get away with not reveiwing, I've posted her reveiw at the bottom of this chapter.
Reviewers that are starting to gain on crzyRENThead? Yeah a few: EB91 and LadyRogueTiger. LadyRugueTiger did write less, but I have a feeling she may post some damn good reviews when she wants too.
One final thing: Any horrorable-ness or spelling and grammar errors in here, I must beg forgiveness for. I went to sleep at 2am then woke up at 8am. And there was no caffine in the house.
Oh wait! I lied! THIS is the final thing: I am going to write a special prize for whoever is my favorite reviewer on June 23, any rating they want. Yes, including M. O.~ And I will post the winner up with my next chapter, along with the next date that I'll have for the next prize.

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Fae's POV

High school. Two words everyone dreads hearing. Or anyone with a tiny bit of sense, anyways. I don't know how they got me registered so quickly, but I was sure Joanne had paid--I mean, played--a major part.

After being outside, the school seemed like a dimly lit laboratory, where they took the unsuspecting students to their dooms and I should turn now before I suffered the same fate. Or maybe it looked like a regular, dimly lit hallway, and my imagination was running wild again. One day they were going to lock me up for it, before I could start screaming about the end of the world.

I had poured over my schedule enough to have it memorized. But first, to go and find my locker. B1013. According to the map I had received, the 1000 lockers were on the other side of the school. I groaned, hoisting my backpack's strap higher on my shoulder. It had that first-day-of-school weight the made you want to murder someone.

The locker was in my veiw when I heard an electric bell overhead. I had tried to time it so I'd come while everyone was in the middle of class, and I could move into my locker in peace. Didn't look like I had succeeded. I opened my new locker, and shifted my bag so I could start emptying it. The people milling around me, I ignored.

"You new here?" I looked up. Leaning on the lock two away from my own, a boy watched me. His dirty blond hair fell over one eye, the other piercing green one glanced over me, head to toe.

"Yeah." Master of awesome comebacks, I know.

"I'm Lucas." He said, pushing off of the locker, and moving to dial his combination.

"Fae."'

"That's a beautiful name." Lucas said casually. I hid a smile, glancing at my watch.

"Hey, do you know where room 105 is?"

"Geometry? Yeah, I'm heading there now." He closed his locker, hoovering as he waited for me to grab my books. As smooth as I've been through this entire conversation, I closed my locked and turned, dropping my Geometry book and Without You onto the ground. He laughed, stooping to pick them up for me. He handed them back, and we started walking. "Where'd you move from?"

"Scarsdale."

"Oooo. That place is so fucked."

I laughed. "Yeah, it really is."

We slipped into the classroom just as the bell rang. The only two desks left were in the back corner. Hey, I wasn't going to complain that I got to sit next to Lucas. I don't think any girl would. Unless they were a lesbian, and even then...

Anyways, the class started. Alternately, I took notes and doodled for the first ten minutes. It was then a little note slipped over the corner of the notebook. My hand moved slowly to the note, opening and smoothing it flat against my notebook. Anyone who was watching me would think I was just reviewing my notes.

Are you busy tonight?

My smile was small, as I wrote back;

Depends who's asking.

He rolled his eyes.

I am, you dope.

The smile widened, I admit.

Wow. Wound to my ego. But I suppose I could make some time.

He smirked.

No need to sound so excited.

So what's the plan?

His hand scrawled a few words on the page, before the teacher plucked it off of his desk. The teacher--his name was Cresthill, I think, read it. I could have sworn I saw the corners of his mouth tip up. When he looked at me though, it was gone. "We are off on the wrong foot, miss Skolnick!" His voice was gruff, yet there was a joking undertone. I couldn't help but like him straight off the bat.

Mr. Cresthill moved back to the front of the class, and I smiled down at my paper. It was going to be a good day.

Collins' POV

"Guys?" I called, the flying fish that were supposedly Marky's nephews came towards me. "Guys, this is so fucked. Get your asses out here."

The flying fish started giggling.

Joanne's POV

Step, step, step. Up each damned step. I had less then two hours to get Adam and Anthony to their tutor before I had to be in court. What was Collins yelling about now? I had no time to figure it out. I barge through the door, and pause. Collins is cowering in the corner as the twins are using him for a jungle gym.

"Adam! Anthony! Why aren't you ready yet?" I cried out, frustrated. This was going to make me so late, which I couldn't afford after Maureen had made me take yesterday off. Fuck.

OCC

So here is the reveiw the crzyRENThead sent me, keeping herself in first, despite not having a working reveiw button:

Great job so far! I can't wait to see what happens next! And the whole Fae-is-like-April thing... It's got me on the edge!! What will Roger do now that he has a constant reminder of April about??? I can't wait!!! UPDATE SOON!!!