WoW!

Sorry it took me so long to come out with another chapter… I hope you enjoy it though. Some new characters are introduced… Who will they be?!?!?

I could still feel the stare of the CIT's eyes wrenching into my back. But they weren't really stares, more like death glares. My forehead throbs at the thought, or maybe that was just because of the bruise that now sat atop of it. Remembering the violet throws shot from the dark skinned girl, I shuddered. It hurt to have to remember times like that, and it was shameful to think that I had let a girl hit me, and that she had gotten away with it. I thought the game we were playing earlier was basketball, but now it seemed more like tackle.

Not that I didn't have my fair share of pissed off flares in the pain emotions swallowing up my mind. I wonder what the hell she was thinking, and what caused her to act in such a rude fashion. Biting my lip angrily, I shook off the mad thoughts in fear that if she tried to do something like that again, I might just do something in a very rude fashion.

So when I saw the hot chicks across the hall, I smirked. Forget Princess, I thought. These two are F-I-N-E!

Indeed they were. The first was probably one of the hottest, but not prettiest, because really all she had was a very nice body and a VERY nice rack. The blonde hair that hung down to her waist was straight and gorgeous. You didn't see girls like that too often anymore. The second seemed to be a bit less in the hot isle, and a little more in the 'wow she looks feisty' isle. She had a very slim body, with a halter top that let us all see her naval. Her shorts were possibly some of the shortest on the planet, and her raven-faired hair was long and dark. Yeah, they'll be able to get my mind off of Princess.

As I walked over to them, I saw the dark haired one glowering in my direction. Ignoring it, I gingerly sauntered in front of them. "Hey, what's your next class, beautiful?" I smirked my 100% fool-proof smirk, and stopped to see what would happen.

The next 20 seconds were probably some of the most annoying, angering, and most stupid 20 seconds of my life.

"Oh my gosh! You're that new kid!" The blonde one smiled goofily at me. "I heard from someone that you went to jail before. Why do you have piercings? Sometimes, they can be really gross." Her rude comments didn't seem to show upon her face as she still beamed at me like she had just won a million. Now she was just that less hot. The chick was stupid.

"Yeah," I said in response, uneasily. "I'm Duncan."

The dark haired one now gave me her sullen look. "Just what we need, another Goth in this school." Her voice was shrill, making my ears ring. Gray eyes still planted on me, she sneered violently. I had no idea why she seemed so… I tried to find the right word, but I couldn't think of it. She wasn't mean, no, mean people weren't that mean. She was… vulgar, foul, discourteous, and bad-mannered. Good thing I had actually paid attention when the teacher taught us about synonyms.

"What's your problem?" I asked, my brow furrowed. I wanted to know exactly what predicament had gotten me to be yelled at so violently.

She flipped her hair in response, dragging her blonde friend behind, and ignoring my question. As she walked up the steps, her blonde friend waved back at me, grinning. "See you later, Doug!"

I stood there, bewildered with the scene that had just taken place in front of me. Well, one thing was for sure. It had definitely taken my mind off of Courtney, but just made it worse.

I headed for the cafeteria, still a bit confused. It was my second day at this school, and now, not only one, but TWO girls hated me. What was I doing wrong?

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PLOP!

I stared down at the crap on my plate and frowned. I knew I was right to go out for lunch yesterday. Looking up sincerely, I shuddered when I saw a large man giving me the evil eye. His expression was one I had seen many times in my life, the one that said Duncan, I hate you. HATE YOU. Of course, it was way more threatening coming from this guy. His big build was enough to make you run for the hills, with his coal black pupils burning into me. I walked away slowly, suspicion shrouding my face.

"He's a creepy one, eh?"

I nearly jumped at the small voice that came from behind. Turning, I saw the shorter kid smiling at me. His wardrobe was made mostly of shades of blue and brown, and his eyes lazily glanced my way. "The chef guy, I mean. He's quite the scary guy, isn't he, eh?" His heavy accent only commented on his nerdy side, with that goofy grin still forcing at me.

I shook my head slowly, pursing my lips together. "Yeah," I said, walking away. Before I had time to leave, he hit me with some more questions.

"I've heard about you. You're that new kid, eh?" He trailed behind me, curiously staring.

Sighing, I nodded. "Yeah, I'm Duncan." I didn't feel like asking him who he was, based on the fact that I really didn't care, but I should have known he would tell me anyway.

"I'm Ezekiel, eh." He smiled up at me, yet again. "I bet we will be good friends, eh?"

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Yeah. Sure. Whatever." I half walked and half ran to the table I saw Geoff at, desperate to escape from the weird kid's clutches.

Geoff seemed oblivious to the run I made from Ezekiel. "Hey dude!" He grinned. "I'm pretty sure you know everybody here… right?" He gestured to the people sitting around us.

I finally decided to glance around, and noticed that he partially right, I did know most everybody.

I knew the blonde sitting close beside Geoff, and I believed her name was Bridgette. I remembered Danielle (unfortunately), and DJ. And of course, I recognized the tanned beauty sitting beside me, Courtney. Winking at her, I saw her bland look go to a scowl.

There was a new face in the back, though. She had some blue teal color in her black hair, with an outfit that look hot topic worthy, with all the Goth glory. She was cute, but really, I felt no attraction. That was strange, because usually I went for bad girls. Something deep down in my stomach told me she wasn't bad though.

Bridgette, who seemed a little bit… brighter than Geoff corrected him. "I don't think you know Gwen, do you Duncan?" She gestured towards the new girl. "Duncan, Gwen. Gwen, Duncan."

I exchanged a small smile with Gwen and looked back down at my plate, poking the crap with my fork. "So… anyone have idea what the problem is with that chick?" I pointed with my fork to the dark-haired girl who I had 'conversed' with earlier.

When the heads turned, many groans were let out.

I eyed them all. "So I guess I'm not the only one who noticed her, uh, attitude?"

"Attitude!" Courtney scoffed, surprising me that she would even talk to me. "If only that could sum her up!" Her eyes looked tired and thoughtful, which just made me more curious. Nobody was that bad, were they?

As if reading my mind, DJ answered my question. "And dude, she is really THAT bad man. I mean, nobody likes Heather!"

Many agreeable nods and 'You got that right,'s were conversed around the table.

Courtney then eyed me curiously, her face turning toward my figure slowly. "How do you know her?" Of course she would be the only to ask the question. No one else ever analyzed things the way she did. The girl was good at getting the facts, at getting what she wanted. I had to remember that. People like that weren't always trust-worthy.

Rolling my eyes, I leaned into her gaze. "Though I didn't think you would care, due to the dirty looks I was receiving during gym class," I watched her scowl grow, which only made me smile. "I also had a very unappealing first impression with Heather, Princess."

Heads turned, one especially fast. "Tell us everything." Gwen's eyes were like fire, and I had the thought that her and Heather didn't get along too well.

I sighed, now understanding how this school went. Everyone and everything had its place in here, in the social society. Though not thrilled with it, I now knew where my place with, and I accepted it. My place in the social spot was with these guys.

"Well, her and her blonde friend," I waved my finger around my head to make sure every got that the blonde was emphasized here, which made Bridgette roll her eyes. "Well, they kind of just questioned me and then said something about how it was just great that there was more than one Goth kid around." I saw my last comment make Gwen scowl; now realizing who they had been talking about.

Geoff shrugged. "Heather's harsh man."

I nodded, sighing.

And everyone sighed with me.

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So… sorry it took so long to get this one out! I not very fond of it… but it's okay. R&R pleze!