Disclaimer: Ugh, I wish ;p

Author's Note: Thanks for reviewing :). Schools mentioned are real, just not in Queens. The schools are in L.A. More sisterly bonding; well as much as these two bond. Plus, we meet someone new in this chapter. Who? Read and find out . . .

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Chapter Four: First Impressions

Inside Olivia's car en route to school:

"You can stand under my umbrella. (Ella ella, eh eh eh). Under my umbrella . . ." Casey was singing along with the radio before Olivia reached over to turn it off.

"That's enough Rihanna. I'd like to keep my eardrums, and my windows in one piece," Olivia said.

Casey pouted, and crossed her arms over her chest, "I don't sing that badly."

"Right, that's why you have a record deal and a bunch of Grammy's on the mantle," she laughed as they stopped at a red light.

Casey adjusted herself into a more comfortable position then turned to Olivia, "So, are you going to make an effort this year to make friends? Or are you still going to alienate yourself?"

"Alienate?" Olivia turned to glance at Casey. "That's a big word for you. Did you have to look it up before you used it? You know to know its meaning beforehand," she said before continuing her drive to school.

"I can't wait until I get my license that way I don't have to put up with you, and your funny little comments," Casey said under her breath.

"Unfortunately for us both, you're only fifteen which means you have to wait a while longer before that happens. Don't worry though, once I finish high school I'm sure dad or Uncle John would be more than happy to give you rides to and from school. Oh, and don't forget they just love to go up to your little friends, and introduce themselves. Especially to boys you might like, you know to intimidate them or just to size them up," Olivia laughed as she saw Casey's horrified expression.

Just as Olivia was about to switch lanes a motorcycle sped up and cut her off nearly making her crash right into oncoming traffic.

"What the hell, son of a . . ." she said as she tried to regain control of the car. After she successfully regained control she turned to Casey to ask if she was okay.

All Casey could do was nod because she was scared speechless.

Olivia pulled the car over to the curb, and parked, "Are you sure you're okay? You look a little pale."

Still all she could do was nod. It was then that Olivia noticed she parked outside a café, "Wait here," she told Casey before getting out of the car, and making her way to the café.

Olivia got back in the car about five minutes later with two cups of chamomile tea. "Here drink this," she told Casey as she handed her a cup, "It'll make you feel better, it has honey, and I put two sugars just like you like it," she waited for Casey to take a sip.

Casey gratefully took the tea Olivia offered her, "Thanks, I'm better now. I just didn't expect that, you know. I know it's silly, and it's not like it was anything serious," she nervously rambled.

"Hey, don't worry about it. I'm used to dealing with jerks on the road. I just wish I could've seen the driver. All I saw was a bumper sticker on the back, and part of the bike. I would've given her or him what they deserved or at least given them the peace sign with just one finger," Olivia said with a small smile gracing her lips.

Casey laughed at her sister's words, "Thanks for making me feel better, but you know I still think you're a pain in the butt," she turned to Olivia with a smile.

"Wow, great minds think alike because I feel the same way about you sis," Olivia said as she was pulling out of the parking spot.

"Livvy?" Casey asked slightly nervous.

Olivia turned to look at Casey, and noticed that she was somewhat hesitant to ask whatever it was she had on her mind,

"What is it Case?" she asked deliberately using her nickname to try to make her feel more relaxed.

"Um, nothing forget it," she lost the courage to ask what she had in mind.

"Are you sure?" Olivia asked.

"Um, well do you think people will like me?" she finally asked.

Olivia had to try hard not to laugh at her sister's question, "What do you mean?" she managed to ask.

"Well I know I was popular at our old school, but that was partly because you were so popular before your radical change, you know popular by association. Everyone knew we were related so they wanted to be friends with me, and all that . . ." she stammered.

"Oh Case, try not to take this the wrong way, but you put way too much emphasis into what people think about you," Olivia said.

"Jeez, how can I not take that the wrong way you just called me shallow," she replied with a frown on her face.

"I mean come on, Casey we have to face facts. That's who you are, and that's okay because it suits your personality. If I were still "popular" like you say I'd want to be your friend," Olivia said hoping that she made sense.

"That's so sweet, and it makes me feel a whole lot better, thanks. You know you could still rule this school. I mean if you really wanted to," Casey said.

"Let's not start that again. I have my reasons why I don't want to be part of the "It" crowd, so please try to respect them, even though you don't know them. I may tell you one day, but not today . . ." Casey was about to protest when Olivia cut her off, "We'll just agree to disagree, deal?" she glanced at her.

"Deal," Casey reluctantly agreed.

Roosevelt High School, Home of the Rough Riders in Queens:

Olivia was pulling up to the school still ticked off because of the earlier incident with the other driver, but she was feeling slightly better after talking with Casey.

She was looking out the window waiting for traffic to clear up when she happened to notice that the same motorcycle that almost made her wreck pull up right along side of her car the driver was wearing the same outfit and motorcycle helmet. She decided right then and there to say something to the driver, so she rolled her widow down before shouting, "Hey asshole!"

The driver of the motorcycle turned around when they heard someone shout.

"That's right I'm talking to you. You're nothing but an inconsiderate piece of shit! Who the hell do you think you are?" Olivia continued with her rant ignoring the looks she was garnering.

Casey jumped when she heard her sister shout because although she had gotten use to Olivia's outbursts they still managed to surprise her.

"Livvy what are you doing? People are staring at us," she said trying to get Olivia's attention, but failing miserably when she noticed that Olivia was on a warpath. It was then she was grateful that Olivia's car windows were tinted.

Casey decided to let Olivia vent out her anger because she didn't want to get in the middle of it, and she didn't want it directed towards her.

"Next time you decide to cut anyone off make sure it isn't me because if you ever do it to me again, I'm going to personally put my fist through your helmet visor while you're still wearing it, understood?" Olivia shouted before speeding off to the student parking lot.

The driver of the motorcycle lifted the visor of their helmet which resulted in revealing a pair of confused and slightly angered azure colored eyes. It was then he noticed the looks, and the snickers that little show had caused.

Thinking about what just happened to him, and about the girl with the attitude the mysterious rider quickly revved up his bike to make his way to the parking lot.

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Song was "Umbrella" by Rihanna.