A/N – Okay, sorry for the confusion last chapter. Jenny lives with her parents and little sister Gina, who's now a sixth grader. I've gotta work on my writing skills with past tense/present tense/future tense shit. I've always had a problem with that and frequently lose points on school essays because of it. Thanks to luckyheartsfrobro, Snoopyfulastic and purplerains whitetiger for reviewing the first chapter.

So here I was, sitting in the front gym of Green Oak High. Since today was the first day, we wouldn't be doing anything except for taking role and open gym. That would be any sport that just takes a ball and not much other equipment. Unfortunately, this class isn't freshmen only. There were a couple sophomores and juniors. Not a lot of people are noticing my outfit today. I'm kind of surprised. I knew I should've chosen a black bra!! Or maybe it's because this attire is so common in school.

Nicole had gym this period, too, but she was at the back gym instead. I started looking around and I noticed that Shane was in this class. I don't consider that a big deal. Our class had about 30 kids, so he wouldn't really notice me. I still hated being within 30 yards of him, though. The teacher named Mr. Wendler blew his whistle. He yelled out over the still talking kids "Ok, we are doing volley ball today." Hmm, volleyball. I always manage to somehow injure myself in this, but I still like the sport. A couple bruises were kind of worth it.

This group of cheerleaders invited me to play with them. One tall blonde chick said to me "Hey! New girl. Like, do you wanna play with us or something? We're kinda short on people and stuff. My name's Morgan." Oh, so blondie had a name. I got up from my spot and said "Uh, like, sure thing! I would sooo love to." It was fun playing along. She replied "Cool. So these are my friends Cassie and Erica. We're all juniors." Cassie was a short brunette like me and Erica had red hair and a six-pack. I could tell because of the shirt she was wearing. Could it even be considered a shirt? Why does the school let girls wear the most degrading clothes? The guys didn't seem to mind as a couple of them were spanking their asses as they walked by

They girls didn't seem to mind though. I guess it's a regular thing for them to randomly get spanked or something. I would freak out if a guy did that to me. While we were bumping the ball around, I was actually having some fun. These girls didn't really seem so bad. I wasn't thinking as I bumped the ball, and it reached over Cassie's head. We just stood there and stared as the ball went sailing, hitting Shane right in the back of his head. I stood there motionless, not knowing what to say.

"Who the fuck did that?! They are so dead on my watch.." Shane yelled.

"It's that Asian chick! I'm like, so sorry Shane" said Erica, as that little groupie rushed to his side.

They just totally ratted on me! What do I expect though? Ten minutes of bonding obviously meant nothing to them. They didn't even ask me for my name. Ugh, that was short-lived. The girls were now making these disgusting "seductive" faces at him. I can tell they're one of his followers or something. He pushed them away and walked to me. What the fuck? He just shoved me! "Who do you think you are 

throwing balls at my face like that?!" he yelled in my face. I was thinking, Uhm, dude, don't you do that to girls like, every week? Hypocrite. But instead, I said "Uh.. sorry?" He looked at me incredulously. "I don't care who you are, you're gonna regret messing with me." He gave me his best glare and walked off to his posse. Ok, what the hell just happened? I am so staying away from volleyballs now!

And what did he mean when he said "You're gonna regret messing with me"? First day of school, and I've already made enemies with a guy I'm trying to stay away from. I decided to just walk out of the door and go stay in the bathroom. I'll leave when the bell rings to go to my next class, which was Biology. One of my few classes that doesn't include any of the Grey brothers.

Within twenty minutes, I'm sitting in Biology while the teacher was going on and on about how great this year was going to be. She was named Mrs. Mullen. I could tell she was in her late 30s, and she was pregnant. Great, I thought to myself. If I'm going to end up liking her, she's going to go off and have a baby while we're probably gonna get some retarded sub for this class. "This year, we will be dissecting frogs, but that won't be for quite a while." Girls groaned while guys whooped. I just sat there with no expression. I don't want to dissect a frog. They're slowly becoming endangered thanks to Global Warming.

Nicole was in this class, too. We didn't sit close to each other since her last name was Zhou. She's always in the back. I kind of feel bad for her, but she never seems to mind. I think I fell asleep or something, because next thing I knew, the bell rang and it was time for Spanish II. Nicole had to drag me to my feet and get me out the door. "I know that class was boring, but you never fall asleep. What's wrong?" she asked me. "Dude, it's the first day of school, and I've already fucked up. Big time" I answered. She got that thinking look again. "I mean fucked up as in I accidentally threw a volleyball at Shane Grey's head and he said 'You are gonna regret messing with me'" I explained. "Ohh. Wait, you threw a volley ball at Shane Grey's head?!" she screamed. "Yes, I did. Quit screaming, you're hurting my ears. I hope he wasn't serious though…" I whispered. She was still screaming "But it was his head! His mane of gorgeous hair!" Did I mention that Shane was a prima donna? Obsessed with his hair and spent more time with it than people did making ice cream in the 1800s? Yeah, it took me an entire period to finally figure out why he was so mad. "Oh shit, I totally forgot about his hair!" I yelled. I had to get to Spanish before I was late, so Nicole and I went our separate ways.

I really hope he wasn't that mad.. oh, who was I kidding? He was furious! We were only reviewing today in Spanish, and I was thinking, Voy vas va, vamos vais van. I know all the forms of ir, okay? Sheesh, I'm still wondering why I didn't sign up for French. Oh yeah, the fact that it was the "language of love" freaked me out when I was a sixth grader. Yeah, I was that much of a prude. I couldn't wait until the class was over, because I had fifth period lunch, which was next. My so called breakfast had definitely not filled me up. All the thanks go to that couple that were making out in the back seats. Have they ever heard of the word respect? Gross.

Whoo! Lunch, here I come! I brought ten bucks with me today. I headed into the cafeteria and I got in line to go to the kitchen. I grabbed cheese fries, a pizza, water ice, and some iced tea. I had four dollars left after I paid, so I went and bought some cookies in the snack line. I sat down next to Nicole and 

started digging in. She traded her brownie for my cookies. Nicole and I had Biology, lunch and Health together. At least I would have somebody to talk to during lunch. "Jenner, word about you and Joe's spreading pretty fast throughout the school" she told me after grabbing some of my fries. After swallowing some pizza, I said "Who cares? What's the best he can do?" She pondered this thought for a moment and said "Well, since he's in this lunch period, it could be something to do with food." I spat out some iced tea. "What!?" After a couple seconds of wiping down the table, she said "You haven't noticed? He's sitting two tables away from us. To your left." I looked to my left, and there he was. Nate was sitting there, too, along with a couple more jocks. "Well, this sucks. At least he's not looking our way."

And just as I said that, he looked up at me and gave me a mischievous stare. Does that mean he's plotted revenge? Nate looked confused and followed the stare of his brother. When his eyes landed on me, he had this puzzled look on his face. I could tell my cheeks were heating up. After a couple seconds, he waved to me, and I waved back. Wow, Nate just waved to me! I thought homeroom was a lot, but now he's openly greeting me. Shane saw the wave and glared at Nate. They continued on with their discussion with the other jocks about cheerleaders. How typical of them.

I finished about 75 of my lunch before I got full and headed for the trash cans. As I got up, so did Shane. When I stopped, so did Shane. Was he following me or something? He was holding something behind his back, and I was wondering what I was. I warily walked to the trash cans and dumped everything but my melted water ice. I had a feeling I'd need this. He pulled out.. a water bottle. Ok, that is sooo not original. The dude seriously doesn't have any brains. He was right in front of me now, and I was asking myself, Why the fuck aren't you moving your useless legs?! He's about to drench you! But I couldn't move my legs. I was frozen, just staring at him. He poured the water down my head, and splattered it across my shirt. Ok, I am never wearing a tank top again! I saw Nate looking at all this, and he just ducked his head down. Was he embarrassed? Shane was smirking again. I have no idea how much time went by, but instead of yelling my ass off and making him happy, I took the water ice, stood on my toes, and poured it down his head.

My instincts were right! I would need the water ice. Right then I realized what I just did. I messed with Shane's prized possession again, for the second time in a single day. The entire cafeteria was silent now. I then bolted out and went to the bathroom to try to dry off my now see through shirt. Shit shit shit shit. I fucked up, again. AGAIN. I have no idea what I'm gonna do now. I'm still in the bathroom. The bell's about to ring. I can't go out yet, I'm scared of what might happen. If you mess with any of the Grey brothers, their groupies will terrorize you. I've heard some people telling me this.

But the bell just rang, and I can't risk being late for class. I had no choice but to go to my Geometry class. When I got in, I saw Shane with wet, clean and wavy hair, Nate sitting next to him. My seat was next to Shane. Oh crap, I thought to myself. This is sooo gonna suck.

I sat down on my seat, my shirt still a bit see through. Shane was glaring at me. Our Geometry teacher happened to be fresh out of college, and he was new and young. Seeing my shirt, he blushed. I'm so.. embarrassed. I wonder if Shane's over what I just did to him..



I was shocked when he turned around in his seat and said "Hey, wanna come to a Grey party this Friday?"

A/N – Okay, so please review and tell me what you think? And why do you think Shane's asking her to go to a party.. Tune in next time and see. :D