This is a rip-off from the first mediator story by Meg Cabot. I wrote this last year for a school assignment. Hope you enjoy it

Disclaimer: I'm only a 14 year old girl. I am not Meg Cabot who was my favourite author before Joanne Kathleen Rowling. Actually, they both inspire me. Ily to both of you

The next day, Sunday, was spent lying on a pool float, volunteering at the RSPCA (she missed her old animals she helped out with) and getting a job at the local jewellery shop.

On Monday, Karen drove them all to school.

In her new, cute, uniform, Lizzie entered the office in a confidence that was inspiring.

"Um, excuse me? I'm Lizzie Hunter. The new girl?"

"Oh, yes. We have been expecting you Miss. Hunter."

"Please, call me Lizzie."

"Of course," the redheaded secretary showed Lizzie her timetable and then sent her on the way to roll call with Mr Kingston.

She entered the roll call room to find a beefy man behind a desk in front of 17 students who were captivated with her.

"Hello, you must be Lizzie. I'm Mr Kingston, but these riff raff call me The King. Class, this is Lizzie Hunter. She just moved here from New York, so please welcome her."

After the polite smiles, Lizzie noticed that there were only two vacant seats. One was at the back next to a Gothic looking girl with a page boy styled hair, and the other was in the middle next to a girl who looked like her step sister.

She decided that sitting at the back was a better idea.

And she was right. As soon as she passed the seat in the middle, she turned around with a scowl in place.

"You'll get frown lines is you keep scowling Nicole, "Nicole turned back to the front while the girl next to Lizzie introduced herself.

"Hi, I am Sara O'Hara. That was Nicole. She and her posse are complete bitches from hell"

I like this girl already.

"Hi, does she by any chance hang out with Kelly Sullivan?"

"Yes, how did you know that?"

"Step sister."

"Oh, so your dad was the guy Karen married?"

"Yeah, pretty much"

"You have my sympathy."

Just then, the bell went, and we walked out together to our next class.

This is the third chapter