"Now that you've been "introduced" to the leaders of the too cool, morons club you can meet the followers." Miley proclaimed as we stepped inside the cafeteria that Monday. A rainbow of smells collected in my nose as my eyes ranked the tables, seeking the semi familiar faces.

"Who else could there be that is important to know with the millions of people here?" I asked shrugging my shoulders casually. Alex picked up a shiny apple, setting it on her nearly full plate. I noted right beside Nate there was another guy that I recalled to be Justin.

"Hungry?" I teased. She looked up, grinning sheepishly. We ambled over to our standard table and noticed a new girl with lengthy, light brown hair hanging down her neck. Light bangs dangled over her milky brown eyes, and pale skin. She peered up at us, putting her black notebook coated with music notes and instruments stickers, on the table. An unsure smile formed on her lips.

"Uh, h-hey I'm Baillie." We glanced at each other for a few seconds then grinned, settling in our seats. Miley's eyes scanned her, quite like the way they did me, on my first day, nearly 2 weeks ago. Since that memorable Saturday, the Gray boys haven't exactly been social with me. Not that the girls would allow me to speak, let alone look at Nate either way.

"Hi Baillie! I'm Miley Stewart and these are my best friends Mitchie Torres and Alex Russo. Welcome to Silver Palm High School." Miley was practically bouncing in her seat as she spoke. Baillie smiled back, her eyes timid. I laughed lightly, nudging Miley.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to the explosion of perky." I muttered. Miley rolled her eyes playfully, and took a gulp of her grape juice, as Lex laughed along. Baillie giggled, slightly relaxed and started poking at her mash potatoes. I noticed her eyes were far away, centered on another table. I followed her gaze, pruriently.

My eyes landed on Shane flicking his napkin into Justin's face as the other buffoon's laughed loudly. Justin snatched a piece of bread and chucked it at Shane's face. He opened his mouth and it landed right on his tongue. Distantly I heard Baillie's faint giggle. Alex gasped.

"No! Please tell me you are not looking at SHANE GRAY!" She snapped furiously. Baillie's head flashed over to us, flushing scarlet. Miley and Alex grimaced at the poor girl. She nibbled on her lip, anxiously as if being caught by her mom, stealing a cookie from the jar before dinner. I watched awaiting the girl's next move. I was unaware of the approaching foot step's clanking behind me.

"Well who's your friend?" A deep, luxurious voice echoed in my ear. The goose bumps attacked my back rapidly and I sucked in an abrupt breath. The head's turned to see Shane, his hands resting on my back, staring at Baillie with a predatory expression.

He winked at her and I swear she squealed like a tiny fan girl. "Hey, I'm Shane." The boys from my favorite table snickered. Baillie's breathing hitched as she gazed back at him. I felt a pinch of jealousy swerve somewhere in my stomach, but I didn't really understand why.

"Hi. I'm . . .B-baillie." Her voice was unsteady as she squeaked out her name. Shane smirked and strolled over to her side of the table. His whispered a few things before walking back over to his table, cocky and successful. Now that created a bubble of air to boil in my veins. I hated how different he acted, especially around me. And though I'd never confess it, I hated how flirting he just acted and right in front of me!

"What was that about?" Alex grilled, glaring at the new girl. She shrugged and gathered her things in a rush, almost unwelcomely. Baillie was still blushing as she mumbled a goodbye pacing out the exit.

"Wow. She's been here for one day and he's already planning to screw her." Miley shook her head in mock disapproval and we continued with lunch. I stirred my straw, wondering why Shane didn't come after me the first day . . .

"So, the mall this Friday after school?" Alex suggested on our way to Chemistry. I nodded my mind still off since earlier. It was really beginning to irk me how easily Shane was on Baillie, but never bothered with me. Was it because I was friends with Miley and Alex? Or maybe I wasn't pretty enough. Ok that was an understatement. I definitely didn't fall into Shane's "Date Category".


"Mitchie!" Lex shouted suddenly as she shook my shoulder. I looked over to her quickly, seeing her wary face as her lips pursed. I nodded to affirm the attention she captured.

"You seem . . . out of it. You alright?" We stepped inside the chilly classroom, taking our seats in the back. Mr. Valdez was grading our quizzes from last Thursday as everyone chatted and joked around. I turned back to Alex, pushing a smile I didn't have.

"Yeah, I'm fine?" She raised her eyebrows skeptically but shrugged it off and we waited for our teacher to finish up. Mr. Valdez sat on his stool, glancing at each face slowly.

"Alright class, I'm sure you are informed of the lab partners assigning today right?" Everyone began to groan and whine as he rolled his eyes. Mr. Valdez whistled and the noises cut off. If I got stuck with Shane, God so help me-

"Ok I will read off your name and you will take your new seat. First, Stella and Justin. Alex and Oliver, Shane and Mitchie . . . ." His voice faded off into the background after he uttered those names. My throat pinched as I shot a frantic look at Alex. She shrugged sadly and slipped into her new seat.

Shane scowled and scooped up his books and bag. His feet noisily stomped to my desk and he slid into the seat. Shane threw his book bag down, causing a loud thump, and slammed his books onto my desk. Irritation once again sliced through my body and this time I couldn't hold back.

"You're pissed, we get the point!!" I yelled, tossing my hands in the air. It was frustrating Shane wanted nothing to do with me, but more painful than the annoyance. He rolled his eyes causing me to choke back more anger. I hated how easily he could bug me.

"Whatever. Now get to work." I stared at him, unbelieving. Shane fished out his cell phone and began to text quietly. I snatched it from his hand, flinging the item back into his bag. Shane's head snapped up to me with annoyance instantly saturating his face.

"What's your problem, little girl?!!" The words froze me, taking a strong blow through my heart. My jaw dropped and I covered expertly, changing into a furious expression.

"First, call me a little girl again and I will kick you so hard people from Guǎngzhōu will be complaining from your screams and second I. Will. Not. Do your work for you. So if you want to pass this class put that damn phone away." We glowered at each other for about 30 seconds before Shane sighed obnoxiously loud and opened his book.


m'kay this chapter was just like a filler and uber short so I promise to have the next one up tonight which is WAY more eventful just like chapter 8, but I won't have 8 up until about Wednesday cause I have a Talent Show at school which I will be singing in with my 2 best friends and there's practice everyday after school until Friday. --I'm singing Hold On!-- Plus I have guitar lessons and dance class, so it's a BUSY week. 8)

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Baille - Debby Ryan

Stella -- Chelsea Staub

Justin -- David Henrie

Oliver -- Mitchel Musso

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Troy Bolton -- Zac Efron

Chad Cooper -- Sterling Knight

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