A/N: First of all, I'd like to thank all of my reviewers: MyBabysittersAVampireaholic, gnome12345, GeekBeauty69, k drama queen, billyunger, and all of my guests whom I cannot name. I also want to thank my readers, too. I know you're out there! :]

Lennox POV

In all my life, I've never been called to the principal for something bad. All of a sudden my throat was dry, my palms were sweaty and itchy, and my heart was beating so loud I could barely hear anything else. Chase looked worse than me; he was obviously panicked. "It'll be fine," is all he said before taking my hand and leading me to the principal's office. The hall was now deserted because the first hour bell rang. We stopped in front of the office doors and Chase said, "Well, here goes nothing," and walked me through.

The secretary's desk was a large square with an opening at the back so she could get in and out. Mrs. Littlefield, the secretary, was a sweet, sixty-something woman with graying light brown hair and wise green eyes. At the moment, she was swiveling around in her office chair, tending to all the students needs at her desk. Her eyes set on us and she gave us a sympathetic smile. "Ms. Perry's office is around the left there, dears," Mrs. Littlefield said, pointing the way. "Good luck."

"Feeling the need to thank her, I said, "Thank you, Mrs. Littlefield," she nodded and spun around to help a freshman that had four free periods (was I the only one who found it weird he was just now saying something…in October?). We walked towards the area she had indicated until we came upon a door that read: Ms. Terry Perry-School Principal. Against my better judgment, I gave a huge snort and said, "That's her name?"

I saw Chase crack a smile and he said, "You think that's bad? Her full name is 'Terry Cherry Perry'. I think her parents hated her."

"Oh wow," I snickered. He took in a deep breath and then opened the door. Ms. Perry was a short, stout woman with fuzzy red-orange hair and small red frames in front of her beady brown eyes. She was stuffed into a gray suit with a teal dress shirt underneath. Ms. Perry was sitting in her chair behind her desk; she looked angry. The pervert that I recently flipped was sitting in a chair next to her, cradling his right elbow. Now that I get a good look at him, I see that he's tall with short brown hair and glaring brown eyes. I also notice the blue and white football jersey he is wearing. Oops.

Ms. Perry pulls her thin lips into a forced, tight smile and says, "Sit." We both hastily obey and she turns to me. "Now, Miss…?"

"McClaine," I choke out.

"Miss McClaine, your outrageous behavior towards an innocent student is completely unacceptable. And you Davenport, why am I not surprised that you were there? You both have injured my football captain and star quarterback, Trent Traven, and you will be punished severely, if not suspended," she growled.

Why was Chase going to be punished? He didn't do anything! And what on Earth does she mean by 'innocent'? Struggling to keep calm, I say, "First off, Ms. Perry, Trent here probably failed to mention how he was running his hands all over me, even when I asked him to stop."

Trent's eyes widened and he quickly yelled, "She's lying! Why in the world would I even look at her? I mean, really."

"She's fifty times the person you are, Trent!" Chase suddenly yelled back, glaring at him. "Lennox is the most beautiful girl in the entire world with a heart made of pure gold, and probably a few veins. It only make sense that you would want to 'get with her' as jerks like you say. But she doesn't deserve that, or you, she deserves so much more than that, so much better than that. Ms. Perry, I can assure that Lennox is NOT lying about Trent."

All I could manage to do was sit and stare at Chase, soaking in his beautiful words. He thought all of those things about me? Or was he just saying that to help me? My heart sinks at that thought, but that doesn't mean it's not true. Now I'm starting to feel mad at Chase, two can play at this game. "Well Chase shouldn't be punished, either! He seriously did nothing to Trent, it was all me. I was the one who flipped him, so I will suffer the consequences. I know Chase, Ms. Perry, and he would never pick a fight. He would be rational and try to compromise, he's the one with a golden heart," when I was done, I realized that I meant all of that.

"Enough, all of you! Now I don't care if you're both angels sent straight from Heaven, you fractured Trent's throwing arm and now he can't play for a whole month! The season will be over and we'll be doomed! Both of you will have Friday detentions for two months, starting this Friday at 3:30. Now get to class before I smite you!" Ms. Perry bellowed, nearing a conniption.

We hurried out of the office and I turned to Chase. "I am so so sorry, Chase! I didn't mean to actually hurt him, just shake him up a bit! I had no idea you would get in trouble, I mean, you didn't do anything! It's totally not fair, I'd really like to―."

"Lennox?" Chase said, cutting off my rant. "It's fine, I know you didn't mean to and I don't blame you. I'm actually a little proud of your flip. Besides, you have to respect Ms. Perry's authority."

"Oh I'd love to tell that woman where she can stick her stupid 'authority'!" I spouted.

We began walking towards my locker. As we were, Chase checked his watch and said, "There's only about 15 minutes left of first, let's just grab out stuff for English and walk there slowly."

Once we had our English books and journals; we head off towards room 281, very slowly. Whether or not Chase had been telling the truth when he said those things about me was tearing at me inside. I wanted to ask him, but I wasn't sure I'd like the answer. "Hey, Chase?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah?"

"Um, when you were yelling at Ms. Perry and Trent, when you were telling them those… things, about me." I paused to take in a breath. "Did you mean them?"

He stopped mid-step and blushed. "Well, er, of course I did. I mean, I would never just say those kinds of things and not mean them. I'm a terrible liar, anyway. You'd know when I was lying, trust me," Chase said, chuckling.

He meant it! But what does that me? Does he like me? Do I like him? Of course I thought he was cute (gorgeous was more like it), he's obviously smart and funny, and he's a good-hearted person. But I thought this was just some stupid little crush that would quickly pass, like having a crush on your French teacher or your best friend's way too old brother. It's true that whenever I saw him, I wanted to be right next to him. That when he smiled at me, I had to smile back. And when Chase looked me in the eyes, I want so badly to kiss him. Whoa. This wasn't just some temporary little crush, I'm pretty sure I was falling for him. Wait, what?! That's crazy, I've only known him for like a week, and besides, I'm only 15! I don't know what love is, do I?

"Lennox?" Chase asked again.

I shoved my thoughts out of the way and said, "Uh-huh?"

"Did you, um, did you mean what you said…about me?"

I simply smiled at him. "One-hundred percent."

xXx

The rest of the day passed almost uneventfully. The exception was the last hour: PE. Let's just say that Iracebeth isn't really a people person, especially when it comes to flag football. I really hope that one kid isn't scarred for life or anything…

As I was putting my homework in my bag, Bree came sauntering up next to me. "Is it true?" she asked me, looking worried.

"Is what true, Bree?" I asked, confused.

"Well Caitlynn told me that Rodney told her that Jason told him that Trent said that you attacked him this morning for no reason and broke both of his arms!"

I rolled my eyes at the false information, oh lovely rumors. "That isn't true, but I did flip him for getting all handsy with me and minorly fractured his right elbow. Nothing serious."

Her eyes got real big and she started rambling, "Oh my God, that loser! Was Chase with you? If he was he would've killed him! Hell, I would've killed him! In fact, where is that scumbag?"

I snatched her arm as she started walking towards the gym. "Just leave it alone, please. I don't need you in trouble, too. I already got Chase eight detentions and he didn't do anything!"

"Don't worry about that. It's probably just the Universe telling Chase he needs to get back here with the rest of us. You know, is bad children," Bree said, rolling her eyes at 'bad'. "C'mon, let's get home."

We met Leo, Adam and Chase outside in front of the building. When we started walking, Leo began to play hacky sack while Adam tried to mess him up by yelling in his ear. Chase noticed and politely asked him to stop, which resulted in Leo accidently kicking Chase in the shin. Bree then began laughing hysterically and pointing at him. It was in this moment that I felt a great rush of affection for these quirky Davenports. I loved all their weird conversations and strange hobbies. I loved how they ate cereal every morning even though they had enough money to buy their own café. But mostly, I loved that I could call myself one of them. My happiness quickly faded when I saw the gates to their house. I was going to have to go in there and tell Mr. Davenport that I got eight detentions on my first day. Oh joy.

xXx

As it so happens, I didn't have to tell him…because the principal already did.

"You flipped him?!" Don yelled.

"Um, a little?" I said, timidly.

"A little?" He scoffed. "I specifically said to watch out for both the principal and her football team. So naturally, what do you do? You flip her captain/quarterback and then yell at her on your first day!"

"It wasn't her fault…entirely, Trent had his hands all over her, or did that slip Ms. Perry's mind?" Chase interjected.

He softened up and said, "That did not come up. I'm sorry I yelled at you, Lennox. Just please try to stay out of trouble, both of you. Please, for me?"

"I'll try, Mr. Davenport," Chase said.

"I promise that I'll try, for you, and my permanent record," I replied.

"Good, thank you," he sighed.

The door to Mr. Davenport's office opened and Bree poked her head in. "Mr. Davenport? Would it be alright if we took Lennox to the pier tonight? The poor thing needs to have some real fun, pronto."

Don's brow furrowed as he thought about it. He lifted his head and he said, "Will Adam be driving?" Bree shook her head violently. "Then I suppose you can, just be back by 8, okay?"

"Of course," she said while grinning and crossing her heart. She hopped inside and jerked me from my chair. "Let's go get ready!"

She pulled me to her room and set me against her bed. Bree then walked over to her closet, eyes narrowed, on a mission. After finally deciding on some acid wash jeans, an old Beatles tee, a black leather jacket and some dark blue converse for me, she pulled out a light green sundress, floral cardigan and silver sandals for her. I braided my dark hair over my shoulder while she let her's flow down her back. We took turns doing each other's make-up then headed downstairs to see the boys slumping against the couch impatiently.

"Finally!" Adam groaned.

"Oh shush it, this doesn't just happen, you know," Bree said, gesturing to me and her.

We all piled into Don's 2013 Mazda 6, the only car he'll let Bree drive. Adam sat up front which left me sandwiched in between Leo on my left and Chase on my right. "You look beautiful, Lennox," Chase remarked.

Before I could thank him, I heard, "Yeah, very nice," from my left.

I ignored Leo and turned back to Chase. "Thanks, so do you. I mean, handsome, not beautiful…you know." I wonder if I'll ever tell him how I feel, but he probably doesn't feel the same. I'm not sure I could handle a boyfriend, anyway. I can't let my guard down, there's still Ronica Parker in the equation. What if she were to hurt Chase or anyone else I love? I could never live with myself if that were to happen.

During the ride, Leo kept scooting closer, so I had to keep moving to my right until I was practically in Chase's lap. "Sorry," I mumbled when I accidently sat on his hand.

"No, it's fine," Chase grinned, clearly enjoying himself. I'd really like to slap that grin off his face…or kiss him. Stupid teenage hormones, grr.

"We're here!" Bree announced. Finally.

After we paid for armbands for the rides, Leo and Adam took off for the Devil's Roaster Coaster. Bree, Chase, and I took our time, looking at the different street acts and such. When we passed by the Brighton Beach Pier Ferris Wheel, Bree squealed, "Oh, let's go on the Ferris Wheel first! It's the fifth tallest one in America, Lennox!"

Oh no, ferris wheel. My heart's in my throat as I crane my neck to look up at it. It is really tall. "Um, could we do something else? Like a merry-go-round or something?" I asked them nervously.

Chase was staring at me oddly. "Are you afraid of heights?"

"What? Me?! Psh! I don't have any idea, what you're…Okay fine, I'm afraid of heights," I gave in when they both gave me 'tell the truth' looks.

Chase took my hand and said, "Come on Lennox, you need to go on the ferris wheel with me." He put my hand over his heart and feigned pain. "If you don't, you just might break my heart," he said, pretending his heart is really broken.

I laughed at his little act and sighed. "Now if I die, I'm blaming you two," I warned, sending them threatening looks. As we stepped in the surprisingly short line, a thought occurred to me: Holy schnitzel, what did I just do? Bree started talking to a bot in front of us who I recognized as Ethan. She turned around and said, "Mind if I go on with Ethan?"

"Not at all," we both answered.

"Thanks!" she shrieked, hugging me very tightly.

The line started to move as the people before us left. When it was me and Chase's turn, he had to push me a little to get me over there. The ferris wheel guy locked us in and lifted our seats so he could get to the next two. We were only about ten feet off the ground right now, but it was still scary.

"Chase," I groaned, as we lifted higher.

He put his arm around me and said, "It's okay, Lennox. Don't look down at the ground, look at me."

I did as he said and turned my head to look into his eyes. Ugh, there was that flittery feeling again, and the urge to pull his face to mine.

"See, everything's okay. You're on a ferris wheel, and you're still alive," Chase reassured me. He was staring so intensely into my eyes that I wouldn't be able to break his gaze even if I wanted to. I saw his eyes drift quickly down to my lips and then back up again. I do the same as I feel our cart lift even higher. I find myself leaning into him as he follows suit. We're only about two inches apart when we hear a huge CLUNK and I look out to see that we've stopped…at the very top.

A/N: I know, I know, horrible me. I don't update for a week and then I do that to you. Well I apologize, I do. This wasn't really a very long and exciting one but it will get better, I promise. Maybe even add some drama for once, right? Haha, I'll see you guys next chapter. Drop a review and maybe I'll update sooner, MUAHAHAHA! *Cough Cough* I'm just kidding, but not about the review…that was serious…

~Ordinary :]