Brandon's pov
I didn't talk to Nikki much because she seemed so stressed out about coming to Whitechapel and all and I thought she just needed her space. I tried talking to Ethan because if I'm going to share a room with him it wouldn't hurt to become friends. I walked to his locker. "Hey dude" I said to him. "Hi Brandon" he said. "I just wanted to thank you for housing me and my friends it means a lot." "You're welcome" he said. "So what's Whitechapel like?" I asked him. "It's extremely unique and has experiences you won't soon forget" he said, putting some books away. He seemed busy so I just left him.
Nikki's pov
A few heads turned as I walked to my locker. I opened it and grabbed my science textbook. Erica smiled at me. "Look at you already rocking Whitechapel style like a true dusker rebel" she said. "Thanks" I told her. Erica seemed to be the MacKenzie of this school and I hoped it would stay that way. She wasn't out to get me like MacKenzie was. As if on cue, MacKenzie walked to the locker right next to mine. "What a coincidence we're locker neighbors again" she smiled sweetly, trying to get people on her good side. "MacKenzie leaving Westchester Country Day is bad enough without you here to keep me from having a good start." MacKenzie narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice. "You act like all the harm in the world is coming to you but I have a reputation to build and you're not getting in my way." I glared at her. "I'll try but I can't say the same for Erica." "Come on" MacKenzie twirled her hair. "These people don't have the fashion sense like I do they've probably never even seen a dress before I'll be most popular in no time." I sighed. "Do what you like MacKenzie go from new to cool just let me try to make friends." "I will" she sneered. "But don't blame me if your face scares people away." Abby showed up at my locker with Sarah. "Bell's about to ring and you're in our class first period" Abby said. Sarah started speaking. "MacKenzie you're with Brandon and Benny they'll show you to class soon." Abby grabbed my hand and showed me the way to science class.
Benny's pov
I took Brandon to MacKenzie's locker which was next to Erica's. The two were arguing over who looked more hot and dumb stuff like that. "Come on MacKenzie" I said. "We're going to be late for class." "Coming" she told me, putting on lip gloss. "We have Algebra with Mrs. Lorendowski and she can be really strict." MacKenzie sighed and closed her locker. "Head that way" I said to her and Brandon. "I'll catch up." I turned to face Erica. "Oh I just want to bite her so badly" she groaned, fangs at full length. "I know but control yourself if Abby can resist hissing at Daisy then you can resist killing MacKenzie." "She truly believe Westchester styles are cooler than ours." Erica growled. "But the others seem to think she's really cool and that pink dresses should be a cool Whitechapel thing." "I'm not a girl so I know nothing about pink dresses" I told her. "But try to be nice she's been through a lot." "Can't you spell her to be less annoying?" I sighed. "I wish but then everyone would know that I spelled her she's just that annoying." "Agreed" Erica said. "But Brandon and Mackenzie are waiting for you and I have to take Zoey to her class so let's end this conversation for now."
Erica's pov
I walked Zoey to Biology when she talked to me. "What's wrong?" "Nothing" I told her, gritting my teeth. "Nothing at all." "Is it about MacKenzie?" she asked me. "How'd you know?" She smiled. "I've been dealing with her for a year now and I've learned it's best to ignore her." "Easier said than done" I grumbled. "She thinks she can instantly become more popular than me." "Well what do you have that she doesn't?" I smiled, remembering my vampirism. "Most of the popular kids in school have one thing in common that MacKenzie definitely does not have." I said as we walked into the classroom.