((( My finger feels all better now, thanks for your concern LOL I'm a total klutz, I assed over and tore up my jeans a few weeks back. Anyways thanks to my awesome reviewers, emzies, Counter-of-stars, puRplEsuNseTs and LadyLunar you guys are my inspiration. So thanks for the feedback/Feed-forward means heaps to me =] hit 22 reviews and 191 hits for last month! SO happy!!! Well this chapter may be a little boring at the beginning, sorry I had to make a joining piece. =D So here's chapter 8, enjoy)))

I stood outside my English class, preparing myself for what horrors waited for me. I'm good at English I know that, but knowing that when I walked in all eyes would be on me was a little un-nerving. I opened the classroom door, as I walked in the students all turned and stared at me. I bit my lower lip and took my information to the teacher. I smiled at her nervously.

"Are you Miss Collins?" I asked.

She nodded and looked at my information briefly. She cleared her throat, gaining the classes attention.

"Class this is Wayata Nolan" She said.

"Um, my names Waiata," I said quietly.

Some students giggled, only to be glared at ferociously by the teacher. They looked back at their work and pretended to write. I looked at the class from under my fringe, and slowly walked toward the only spare seat and sat down. The girl looked up and me, rolled her eyes and continued her work. I took out my book and copied the information on the board.

"Listen up class, you need to have your essay in to me by Friday morning."

The students grumbled to each other, I glanced at the girl sitting next to me. She pulled the fingers at me, I frowned. What did I do?

The bell rang and students began to file out, I stood up and made my way to the door. The girl that had been sitting next to me put her arm out blocking my exit. I looked at her, she scowled yet again.

"Stay away from Brad, got it?" She hissed at me.

I blinked and stood there for a minute, "Excuse me? Do you have the right to talk to me like that lil miss sunshine!" I snapped.

She looked shocked, but quickly regained her composure. "I can talk to you how ever I want, and you'd better do as I say."

She stormed past me and down the hall. I watched her leave, before making my way to my next class.

I walked toward the cafeteria, I sighed realising my friends wouldn't be there to sit with. I wanted to be sitting outside under the tree my friends and I had claimed, with the sun shining on us. I opened the door; the chorus of loud talking and laughing from all different directions overwhelmed me for a moment. I walked inside, joining the line of students waiting for their food. I searched the room for any familiar faces. Paul waved at me from the table he was sitting at; he was surrounded by some of the guys I'd met the first night I arrived. I groaned turning away from them.

Hell, I've gotta escape from him. My day dreaming was interrupted by someone covering my eyes.

"Guess who?"

My heart pounded, I definitely knew who it was. Brad.

"I dunno," I lied.

He pulled his hands away, "Aw, I thought you would've remembered. Oh well."

I smiled, "So how long do I have to wait in this line?"

He shrugged, "Depends on what they're serving, if it's mystery meat no-one will eat" He said with a grin.

"Mystery meat? Crap, I thought that stuff wasn't real!"

"Oh, it's real alright, real gross." He said shuddering at the thought of it. We moved up in the line, and chose our lunch.

I looked at the food carefully. "This is possibly the most disgusting food I've ever seen," I said making a face.

Brad laughed, "Try the salad bar, at least that's not completely deep fried."

"I wouldn't be surprised if it was" I muttered.

I selected a salad and a carton of milk. Brad led me to a table with a few others sitting at it.

"Everyone this is Waiata," Brad said and introduced me to his friends.

I listened to the conversation, having nothing much to add. Brad squeezed my arm.

"Are you okay?" He whispered.

I nodded; "Just a little, um well I just don't have anything to say really" I whispered back and smiled at him.

He looked at me tenderly for a moment, "Well, how about something a little less hectic? A movie, tonight?"

"Sure, that sound great!" I said grinning happily.

"So, pick you up 'round seven?" He asked.

I shook my head, "Nah, I'll pick you up." I said with a smirk, "My parents just bought me a new truck, I wanna get used to it."

"Um, okay so I'd better give you my address then." He wrote his address on the back of my hand, underlining his name.

"Cool, well I'll see you tonight then" I said feeling happy with myself. Maybe this school won't be so bad after all.

I straightened my hair carefully; making sure it looked perfect for my date. I gazed at my appearance in the mirror, pleased with my handy work. My skinny jeans fit perfectly, and my cardy fell around me, giving my body the illusion of an hour-glass figure. I put my handbag over my shoulder and headed off.

"I going now Mum!" I called; she came to the lounge door.

"Okay honey, drive safe" She said waving me off.

I looked at the address on my hand, and got into my truck. I dove down the road making a right and driving about two kilometres down the road. I saw Brad leaning on the fence of his property. I pulled over and rolled down the window.

"Hey," I said waving at him.

He blinked, "Wow, when you said 'new truck' I didn't think you actually meant brand new!" He said gaping at my truck.

I laughed at his expression, "Get in, before I leave without you."

"Okay, I'm getting in" He said opening the door. He paused and grinned at me. "Well, obviously I've been looking at the wrong thing! You look amazing!" He said.

I blushed, "Thanks."

I pulled away from the curb, and drove to the Movie Theater.

We sat down in our seats, the theater was dark and the other people were whispering as quietly as they could manage. The screen lit up and the previews started.

I leaned toward Brad, "Hate the previews, we have to sit here for like ten minutes before we get to see what we actually paid for."

He leaned a little closer; his face now only inches from mine. "It's all for the purpose of bringing us back."

He brushed my cheek with his hand, as soon as he did I felt my head being pelted with something. I looked at my hair, Popcorn! Who the hell is throwing popcorn at me? I turned and saw the girl from class sitting two rows behind us. I pointed her out to Brad.

He shook his head, "That's Melody, she's my ex and she won't leave me alone!"

I glared at her, she smirked.

"We can leave, if you want?" He said looking at me pleadingly.

I shook my head; "We can get rid of her." I said placing my hand on his cheek.

I looked a Melody from the corner of my eye. She was glaring at me furiously; I leaned toward him even further. Kissing him gently. I pulled away slowly, Brad looked slightly shocked, but happy. Melody looked as if she was going to explode.

"That should fix her," I whispered "For now at least."

He smiled, "You're a very convincing actress."

"That wasn't all acting, I can definitely say that it wasn't all for her benefit" I said and snuggled into his shoulder.

The movie began, but I didn't pay much attention. I could feel Brad's breath on my face; it was warm and gave me goose bumps. I took his hand linking my fingers through his; He looked down at me smiling deliriously.

The movie started, blaring at us loudly. I looked at the screen, trying to focus. All I could think about was the gorgeous guy I was leaning on.

I'm sure this town is just manufacturing hot guys. The movie was building suspense, and the warning music came on. I watched carefully, determined not to get a fright. A hand flew toward the leading lady, she shrieked as it dragged her under the house. I winced, as I heard the crunch of what was supposed to be her bones. I looked at the floor, trying to tune out the horrible shrieks and sounds of people being mutilated.

Ugh, should've chosen a different movie. Stupid horror movies!

I watched for a few minutes and turned away, burying my head in Brad's chest. He stroked my hair gently.

"Do you wanna go?" He whispered.

I looked up at him, "Um, yeah if that's okay?"

He stood up, and led me out. We walked toward the cafe hand in hand. I smiled to myself.

The bell above the door tinkled as we entered the quaint cafe, as slid into a booth.

A rosy cheeked woman smiled at us as we came in. She walked to our table holding a note pad and a pen.

"What would ya like?" She asked in a thick southern accent.

I smiled at her politely; "I'll have frozen yoghurt."

"And a chocolate shake for me" Brad said turning back to me with a smile spread across his face.

I smiled at him, suddenly feeling shy. He stretched his arm out toward mine taking my hand in his.

"Well, the movie sucked, but this is still the best date ever" He said.

I looked away feeling my cheeks burn.

He grinned at me, "And to think I can make you swoon with a simple comment."

I blushed even more, "You're doing that one purpose!" I whined.

"On the contrary, you are just easily flattered" He said tracing the outline of my palm.

The waitress placed our orders in front of us smiling sweetly, "Aren't you two the most adorable couple." She said walking back to the counter.

I bit my bottom lip; Brad placed his hand on my cheek. "You do that a lot," He said.

I frowned, "What?"

"You always bit you lip" He stated.

I thought about it for a moment, "Huh, I do don't I?"

He laughed "No kidding!"

"Do you want me to stop doing that?" I asked curiously.

He shrugged, "It's kinda cute."

I rolled my eyes, "I refuse to blush!"

He grinned, "You'll never become immune though."

((( So that's it, I know it's not the most interesting chapter in the world, but I had to write a joining chapter if you know what I mean. Anyway, tell me what you think! =D)))