It' been three weeks in San Francisco, and so far nothing real big has happened in my life. I did what I was told to, kept my head down and tried not to get any attention thrown in my direction. But somehow in the back of my mind, I didn't want it like this, I wanted to live a normal life, go with with friends and be a little crazy. But Nico would never allow it.

Not for one second.

Somehow he was having a hold on my life like before, calling me right after school, right before school to see if I went to classes, sometimes at night to make me come home. it wasn't like this was new, he's done this to me for as long as I could remember. I never went to birthday parties, outings with friends, or anything in public. But that was when I was young and naive. I called him out now that I was older and I knew his tactics. He was trying his best to protect me, I knew that for certain.

Emily and I got very close, much to Nico's dismay, but I was at that point where I didn't care about him and what he wanted from me. We would go out all the time after school and sometimes she would help me with my photography. Trevor would hang out with us too, and every time we were together, I couldn't help but smile and feel so warm. It was unusual for me since I never had this feeling with a boy before, not even in the past when I was in Alaska and Canada. He was...for lack of a better word...different. We talked about photography, our classes at school, and what music we both liked.

But I got the bad side of being the new kid at school when I was at my locker putting some things away when I looked to my right and saw a group of cheerleaders, all giggling my one of their lockers. I've dealt with cheerleaders before, how snotty they were with kids not in their social circle, some of them were as dumb as nails to be honest about them. But one of them looked over at me and I could tell she hated me. I did not utter one single word to that girl, but I knew she hated me. I wondered why, but I was about to get my answer when she walked over to me and leaned against the lockers next to mine.

She had blond hair and bright blue eyes, a real beauty when it came to the high school realm. Of course she would be a cheerleader then, which made me kind of hate her even more as she had a coy smile on her face.

"So, you're new here, right?" She asked me, her voice was like velvet, but I knew it was deadly behind it as well.

"If three weeks makes me new, then sure." I replied back to her, looking away from her and shoving my math book in my backpack. She laughed from my remark, and I could hear the venom in the back of her throat.

"I only came over here to inform you of the rules of the school." She explained to me, her voice was getting a bit low. I then knew she was going to be serious. It was like she thought this was my first threat, which was so not true.

"Let me guess, you rule the school and I stay out of your way." I said to her, slamming my locker shut and looking right at me. She had a small smile on her face.

"So, you're not new to the whole 'being new at school' thing huh?" She asked in a coy grin. I smiled right back at her.

"If you call that a threat at me, then I feel sorry for you. I don't find you scary, nor a threat. In fact I find your rather bitchy and conceited and naive and a bit on the fat side too." I said in a lower tone, "I hardly think you rule the school around here, because if you did then every single guy would be falling at your feet. But here's a news flash: you one here really likes you that much and I can see that." I said to her in casual tone, seeing her mouth drop slightly from my outspoken rant to her. I then walked away from her and her friends, who all rushed over to her and tried to console her. I didn't look back, just headed to my first class of the day thinking I had a victory under my belt.

I was very wrong.

By the time lunch time came around in the school I had so many glares and stares thrown in my direction it was like I was from another planet, which I was, but that wasn't the point. I sat down at the table I usually sit at and not even five seconds later I was joined by Emily, who had a shocked looked on her face as she looked at me, standing on the other side of the the table with her tray in her hands.

"You yelled at Rachel Jackson!" She asked me in a shocked tone. I raised a eyebrow at her.

"Who?" I asked her, drinking my water and seeing her sigh, sitting at the table finally and still staring at me.

"The head cheerleader of the school: Rachel. You know, the one who cheated on Trevor?" She asked me in a low whisper, making my eyes go wide. That was Rachel, Trevor's ex girlfriend and the cheerleader who cheated on him? Good god I did feel like a freak them as I saw more eyes on me then as students walked past us with their plates.

"Well, yeah, I mean I didn't yell at her." I explained to Emily, "But she was trying to give me the whole, 'I run this school so don't even get in my way' deal. You'd think I have never heard that before." I explained to her in a huff as I ate some of the salad on my plate. Emily rolled her eyes and poked at her food.

"The entire school is talking about how you yelled at her." She explained to me as I looked up and over at the cheerleader table. I saw Rachel then, her eyes drilling into mine and I then knew not only did she hate me, she despised me. I looked away from her, thinking that I was now a idiot for saying it like that. I was trying not to be noticed, yet I "yelled" at her and now everyone in the school knew my name. Nico was going to kill me.

"It's not my fault she's a bitch." I said to her, making her spit out the water she was drinking and give me a confusing look. I threw my hands up in the air.

"What, it isn't. And besides, I wasn't going to let her talk to me like that. Unlike some if not most of the female population at this school, I have a actual spine and told her off." I replied back to Emily in retaliation. Emily shook her head and took a bite from her muffin.

"Well, Trevor was the one that told me." She said to me, having me give her my undivided attention.

"What?" I asked her, and she nodded her head.

"He heard in third period, and the story goes that she was eyeing him from her spot across the classroom." Emily said to me, giving me a gut feeling in my stomach and thinking how much I hated her more since she looked at him like that. Oh great now I felt like I owned him, did I?

Oh crap.

"She knows you like him." Her voice snapped me back to reality. I looked at her with a confused look on my face.

"I don't like him." I argued, but her look at me was like she was reading me like a book: She ultimately knew.

"Oh come one, the past couple of weeks you two talk a whole lot more than the usual friends do, and I can tell you like him." Emily said to me in a lighter tone. She was probably right about both things: we talked constantly and I did have feelings for him. But when it came to that kinds of stuff I was awkward, I admit it. How could he find a awkward person like me attractive in a romantic way.

"All I can tell you, is watch your back for now on." Emily said to me, and the both of us looked over at the cheerleader table once again. Rachel sneered at me, and I knew I was in trouble.

Deep Trouble.

There was a knock on the door in the mid afternoon on Sunday three days after the Rachel incident and I was surprised at who was at the door. Getting up from my chair and Nora hopping off my lap, I walked over and opened the door. Seeing Trevor with his Nikon camera around his neck and a huge smile on his face. He was wearing a light coat and baggy jeans, along with sneakers and his hair gelled as usual.

"Hello good sir." I greeted to him in a fake British accent, leaning against the doorway and smiling at him.

"Hello my dear lady, I was hoping you would accompany me to the park while I take pictures for photography class." He replied back to me, when addressing me as good lady using the British Accent. I smiled at me, seeing how bright his smile and eyes were at the same time.

"And which park? You know there are dozens of parks here." I asked him, rather curious as to where he wanted to go. He grinned and shrugged.

"It's a surprise, but I want to go with you since you like photography and you know...stuff." He replied to me in almost a shy tone. I grinned, looking back behind me and seeing Nico already asleep on the couch. I could say no and follow NIco's command, but then again I couldn't and go on a adventure with Trevor.

Oh what the hell.

He took us to the Palace of Fine Arts, one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. It was dusk by the time we arrived there, and after leaving Nico a note and getting my own camera, we both took off right away and got there in time. The lights were already on inside and I felt my breath being taken away. The sea air filled my lungs again, the wind was making me hair stand on end. Everything about that place took all of my thoughts of the day, of the week, hell my whole life, and threw it out the window. Just looking at it made me feel human.

"This is amazing." I said in a grin as we walked over to the structure and I looked around myself, seeing that there was nobody else in the area.

"Should we be here, doesn't this place close right about now?" I asked him, but he shrugged and kept walking as we hit the lagoon, next to the large structure.

"It does, but my brother is actually one of the night watchmen who works the owl shift here all night. Every once in awhile when I need to come here and take pictures, or think, he lets me stay a few hours." Trevor explained as we both looked out onto the lagoon, seeing the red tint of the sky reflect down on the lagoon in front of us. I smiled, loving the sight and taking a picture with my own camera.

"That must be a fun thing to do, to come here and just think." I said aloud as we walked into the large dome structure, looking inside and seeing all of the lights hitting the angles just perfectly. For a few minutes we said nothing to each other and just took pictures of the structure, getting good angles and finding the right light. There wasn't any noise to be heard, only the clicking of our camera and the faint wind going through the arch ways.

After a moment or two I was still taking pictures when I saw something moving from the corner of my eye, and when I looked over I saw Trevor snap a picture of me. I didn't say anything, nor was I shocked, I just smiled at him as he put the camera back down from his face. He really just took a picture of me, and didn't even make a big deal out of it. Should I be happy about it, or should I be freaking out that my crush took a picture of me?

Trevor looked down and then I could see he was a bit flustered for taking the picture of me. But I didn't find it so horrible, he smiled at me trying to make it not awkward anymore.

"Sorry." He muttered aloud and I smiled, bringing the camera to my eye and taking the picture of him in retaliation. He was staring at me, his head tilted to the side slightly and his camera in both of his hands as I took the picture, the lighting on his dark hair and bright eyes make him even more handsome. As I placed the camera down to let it hang around my neck, he gave me a surprised look.

"Now we're even." I replied back to him in a grin and he smiled widely at me. The awkward moment was gone between us both as we laughed, the sound of our laughter echoing through the structure and onto the lagoon. It felt good to laugh.

For the first time in years, it felt good to laugh

Author's Note: So do you guys like it so far? Leave me a review and let me know how it's going. Also I was thinking of making Trevor a Number 7 or 9, I don't know just yet or keep him human. Let me know what you think!

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