Hey guys, here's chapter 2! Thanks to all who reviewed this story last time! You all motivated me to write the next chapter! So enjoy and please remember to review!


Ugh, first days are always the worst. I pulled into the parking lot of Sweet Amoris High. I swear, its unhealthy to be soo obssessed with "love".

I parked my aunt's Honda and get out (my convertible is still soaked *insert sad face here). Everyone here seems to be super dressed up - wow - I look down at my own clothes.

Perfect way to fit in Ella! Real great! I'm wearing my black skinny jeans, beat - up, old converse, and casual black/white striped sweater. It's nothing compared to the floral dresses everyone is wearing. They all give me stares as I pass, as if to say Who the fuck is this freak? As I pass by everyone I can't help but feel a bit sad as old friends reunite with one another and share summer tales. If only I had her, then maybe I wouldn't feel so bad. The thought quickly evaporates as I walk in and bump into - yet again - another person!

"A - fucking - gain? Why do this always happen to -" I am cut off when I realize that I have hit a little old lady: she is fuming. I am taken aback when she suddenly goes all she - devil on me.

"YOU INSOLENT CHILD - I SHOULD SUSPEND YOU FOR HITTING ME AND FOR THAT AWFUL DIALECT OF YOURS - WHAT IS YOUR NAME?" Great. Suspension. On my first day. Wonderful. FML.

Now normally it would have been expected for me to beg for forgiveness, but no, what do I say:

"Woah grandma what have you been smoking this morning?" I pale. What did I just say to her?

She looks as if she will explode at any moment, so I do what any civil minded - person would do - I run for it. That is until I realize I have NO idea where the hell I'm going. But do I stop - no - why - because I'm stupid - and SLAM - a door opens right in my path.

"Oh my gosh, I am soo, sooo sorry! I - oh, it's you Ella. I'VE MISSED YOU SOO MUCH MY LOVE! COME TO ME - I WANT TO HAVE YOUR CHILDREN!"

I blanch for the second time that day. It's Ken. Ken. At this school - my day just keeps getting better and better doesn't it - Thank you universe I can tell that I am greatly loved.

"What the fuck are you doing here Ken?" I ask as calmly as I can muster.
"Your body is like a temple Ella - please teach me the ways!" He practically spits in my face, approaching me quickly, which is quite hard considering he is a lot shorter than I am.

Wanting to get out of there quickly, I respond, "Sorry, there are no services today," and I bolt down the hallway for the second time that day. It's only 8:30 am and I've already gotten quite a nice workout.

I finally manage to make my way back to the office without getting lost, okay maybe I did get a little lost - okay very lost. I had ended up in the garden ( I didn't even know this high school had a garden) and met a really nice girl named Violet who showed me the way back. Thank god!

As I walk into the office I see the little old lady from this morning. She is standing near the coffee machine laughing with another teacher laughing - until she sees me. I swear, she's gone catatonic - the glare she gives me is so intense I'm just about ready for hell to freeze over.

Before she can even get a word in I say, "I am so, so sorry Mrs. -" shit I don't her name...
"Umm... anyway I am really sorry for yelling at you and bumping into you - I'm new you see and I'm so confused." I add the puppy dog eyes that I used on Mr. Hawaiian Shirt for extra emphasis.

I swear she is PMSing or something because her attitude does a complete 360. "You must be Miss Gabriella Beilschmidt - I'm Mrs. Addison, the principle at this school." She gives me a huge smile, like this mornings encounter didn't even happen. I add a note to my mental checklist of things NOT to do and put pissing off principle on there.

She continues speaking, "Well, Miss Beilschmidt, you ought to go see Nathaniel, he's the student body principle, and should provide you with all the information you need," she tells me "He'll be in the student council room down the hall on the left." She adds when she sees my confused expression.

I go into the student council and am met with a file right in the face. My, what a warm welcome... First the she - devil, and now this...

"Um, excuse me, I'm looking for Nathaniel, the student body president, he's supposed to help me." And not throw fucking things at me, I add in my head.

Immediately a boy with blond hair and golden hair comes over from the filing cabinet. "Oh, yes, you must be the new girl, Gabriella Bei - Bee - umm.." he struggles with my last name and I can't supress my laughter.

"It's Beilschmidt," I say, but I don't think he can understand me through my laughter. He blushes - aww he is cute. "So, the principal told me to come to you for all my girl problems." I say with a serious face. He blush deepens even further and says "Umm... I.."
"I'm just kidding!" I say through my fit of giggles. He starts to laugh along with me. "So," I say trying to get back to topic, "What do I need to do?" I ask.

"Well," he takes out a file, "You still need a photo I.D, $25 enrollment fee, and one of your registration forms is missing," he says.

What. The. Fuck? "But, but, I thought - no I definitely handed in that form," I say.

"I don't see it here," he replies, "But I'll look for it!" He says quickly when he sees my very, very angry glare. "Well, anyway, you should probably go take care of the other two things. Come back later."

I walk out of the door, into, low and behold, another person! Why me universe? I look up from my spot on the floor (yes, I fell, laugh it out) and a boy in a basketball uniform with brown hair and brown eyes is there. He looks down at me and says,

"Did you just fall?" O_ o I look at him incredulously - is this guy really that thick?

"No, I just attacked the floor, ya know, an everyday occurrence." I reply, sarcasm laced in my voice.

"Backwards?" he asks, a sly smile forming on his lips, I realize he's screwing with me

"I'm freaking talented, ok?" I practically scream angrily, hoping to add some intimidation, but you know, being on the floor removes any good intimidation.

Suddenly, he grabs me by the arm and lifts me to my feet, "Thanks." I say, but not in a very nice tone.

"So, are you sure you're alright?" he asks with what looks like amusement.

"Oh no, look at me - I'm dying as we speak... Ugh.. death" I say and he laughs.

"I have to get to practice, but I'm Dajan - nice to meet you -"

"Ella" I reply as he walks down the hall and out the door, to what I presume is the basketball court.

I head towards the door that leads to the courtyard. I really hope I can get to the parking lot from there. As I walk outside, the sunlight gives me temporary blindness and I fall down a flight of stairs. When the fuck did those get there? Shit.

When I come to my senses I feel a shadow over me. " Wow, that took a lot of skill, Princess," I hear a snarky, sarcastic, familiar voice say.

I look up and there he is, Dr. Sarcasm from the hallway. I hop up and blurt out, " Well of course, I have a lot experience in those sort of things," I reply just as sarcastic.

"Well, next time you should watch where you're going." he says with a smirk.

I explode, " Well excuse me if the sun was in the way. Maybe, just maybe if the sun wasn't there everything would be okay, but oh wait - we would all die without the sun! Hmmm - so why don't you figure a way for me to see while the sun is there, but not there!" my ranting made no sense whatsoever, but I was quite pissed with my morning.

His smirk grows and I hear him mutter something about "princess" and "anger management issues."

"I do not have anger management issues! I just need people to stop pissing me off!" I say as I turn on my heel and walk away.

"Don't we all," he says in a tone that hints the smirk had yet to leave his face.

I walk out the gate and to the parking lot and start looking for my car (yes, I have lost it), and finally find it. I hop in and drive into town. Hmm... Maybe the dollar store can take my picture for me.

I walk in. Omfg - Mr. Hawaiian "good old times" man! I internally scream, that is I thought it was internally until everyone in the dollar store including said man is staring at me. I run into the nearest aisle and grab the closest thing.

"I found it, this will be perfect for those good old hawaiian times!" I yell.

Wait, why are they still staring at me like that? Why - I look at the box in my hands and pale - it's condoms - oh to joy - what an amazing day I'm having - now everyone thinks I'm having good old Hawaiian sex - I don't even understand why the world hates me - I think it just loves screwing with me.

"Ah, good I found them. I'll just buy these and donate them to charity. You know - they say the island of Hawaii needs more people."

As the people turn back to what they were doing I put the box down as casually as possible and scramble towards the back of the store and there's a photo booth! Yes, finally something good happens! A man emerges from the staff room and asks if I'm gonna stare all day or if I want him to take my picture.

I go and sit in front of the camera and try and fix my hair and the man takes my picture I give him my $10 and run to the front of the store and push the door open with my full force and suddenly glass is flying everywhere, the alarm is going off, and people are in a panic. Some moronic man pulls the fire alarm and the sprinklers rain down. I look up at the sign next to the door. F.M.L - Why me? The sign reads "Pull, not push!" In red with a smiley face underneath.

So there I am, soaking wet, mascara running down my face, surrounded by broken shards of the door while all around me people are throwing things around and running around the store like complete maniacs. Could things get any worse?

Why I asked, I don't know. The shelf holding all the nail polish comes down on me and of course the bottles all break and I am covered in a rainbow of colors - Well, atleast I have an art assignment to turn in.

I get up from the floor and without looking back bolt from the store and to my car and drive back to school. Oh, joy, this was an amazing day and it's what? I look down at my watch. New record - it's only 9:30 - wonderful! I hear fire trucks in the background.


Thanks for reading - lemme know what ya think! By the way, anybody who understands what Ella's last name is a reference to is awesome and gets a virtual hug from me!