I managed to calm myself down and somewhat enjoy the first day of classes. For the most part they all seemed promising. I even met a girl named Iris in my English class. She was very friendly. Seemed down to earth, but who knows. I had just finnished my last class before lunch and was eating my sandwich on my way to the dollar shop for my ID when someone blocked my path.

I look up to see a tall guy with unnatural wine colored hair. He looks moody. His arms are crossed and he's just staring...or frowning at me.

He's making me on edge."...Hi?" I raise my brow in challenge.

"Hi."

I don't like this. My body is tensing in defense. I feel my heart rate increase. "Did you need something? I have stuff to do." I cross my arms and shift my weight to one foot. Please let me go...

"Okay. Alright. Go." He steps out of the way with his hands up in surrender.

I eye him skeptically. Don't you dare. I walk past him slowly and glance back once. I sigh in relief seeing that he has already walked away. I don't like him.

At the dollar shop I get a poloroid picture taken for my ID and leave. I get back to school just in time for my next class. Before I know it the day is done and I'm getting my stuff from my locker to give to Nathaniel.

I Grab my photo ID and $25 and go to put it in my back pocket. Something runs into me and I slam into the lockers. I gasp. As I reach for my head someone takes my money and ID out of my hand. My heart stops and I can't breathe. I back away from a group of girls holding my money and ID jeering at me. "Please..." I look up at them through blurry eyes. My heart is beating too fast. No...Please no. Not again. Please!

I hear them laugh as their heals click away down the hall. I sink to the floor clutching my chest. I Stare at the floor blankly trying to reagain control. I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay. Leaning against the lockers I cover my eyes with my hand and take a deep breath. It's over. I'm fine. I push myself up from the floor feeling numb and head for the student council room.

He's there. Thank god. I don't want to be here any more. I clear my throat. "Um. Nathaniel? I, uh...need to-"

"Oh my god, what happened to you? Are you alright?" He rushes toward me and puts his hand on my shoulder again. I flinch and he pulls away looking concerned and guilty.

"I-I'm fine. But I can't- I need- Can I get my ID and stuff to you tomorrow?" It's hard to speak past the tightness in my throat and my eyes ache from holding back tears.

"Your ID? That's hardly important right now. It'l get taken care of. But what happened to you? Don't tell me you're fine because you're not. I don't have to know you to know something's wrong." He sounds very urgent and he puts his hands on both my shoulders, igorning my flinch. His thumbs rub my shoulders soothingly

My lip starts tembling and I cover it with my hand as I look away, trying to fight off a sob. Stop. I stop breathing trying to prevent the shakiness from being heard. but I can only hold it for so long. I can't... I let out a long shakey breath. I shake my head trying to clear it. I lay my hand on the closest thing to me for support as I will my strength back. I pull my hand away like I was shocked when I realize I had put my hand on his chest. "Sorry." My voice sounds croaky.

"What happened?" His voice is softer as he tries to catch my eye.

I look at the ground and clear my throat. "Some girl took my money and ID."

His brows furrow. "Who?"

I shrug. "I've never met her. Unless pushing people into lockers is a greeting here."

"She pushed you into the lockers too?" I can't tell what his voice sounds like. Shocked? Mad? Sorry?

I nod.

"What did she look like?"

I think for a minute. Blonde? Blue eyes? No. Grey? I don't remember. "I- She had blonde hair like yours. Kinda pretty. Tall, I think. She was with some other girls too, but I can't recall what they look like."

His frown deepens and he looks conflicted. "Was she wearing any jewelry? Anything else you can remember about her?" He finally lets go of my shoulders and crosses his arms.

"I think so. A big necklace, maybe? I think she had a white bag, too..." I sigh. "I don't know. She came up behind me and then I panicked."

He looks away, his cheeks flushed. "I think... it might have been my sister..."