She wasn't going to bother exploring the girls dorm just yet. She planned on letting Beatrice show her that much if she was up to it after dealing with that Mandy girl. She felt a knot in her stomach already. She should have said something while she was witnessing it instead of being convinced to let it pass. She had dealt with first day bullies before-so why not now? Was it because it wasn't her being teased this time, or because she didn't know the girl enough to care. Either reason wasn't good enough to justify her passiveness.
"I hate these colors." She said to herself trying to get her mind off the situation. She looked at her uniform color choices. Blue or green. She held each one to her face. Her eyes were a bright bluish-green color so either one could work. "Why couldn't they have a purple choice?" She grumbled as she decided to toss on the blue vest and skirt along with a pair of black stockings and a pair of expensive black dress shoes her mom bought before dropping her off. It's not that her mom was materialistic but she always wanted to get the best quality stuff for her and whatever was in fashion to avoid being made fun for not having them. Molly always assumed her mother never had the latest fashions when she was a kid and probably got made fun of for it so she vents by getting Molly whatever was 'IN'. Her father on the other hand would just pick whatever brand or non-brand name item and it was usually more Molly's taste anyways. Seemed like her parents were the example of opposite attraction. She smiled a bit but quickly shook her head. She would not allow herself to get homesick for her parents before the end of the first day. Looking back at the mirror she told herself there wasn't much more to do. Her hair was short black and wavy and couldn't really be fixed to anything better or worst, and make up was more of a fear to her. Accidental smudges can make you funny looking, and too much can make you look clownish or trampy. "This is as good as it gets." She shrugged to herself in the mirror and took off to get a look around the campus.

"Alright Pete I'm back." Molly called out and smiled at the name she used. She already started cutting his name to something casual.
"That didn't take half as long as I thought it would." Petey smiled as he stood up from the staircase.
"Yeah, I'm only going to unpack after the tour. I didn't want to leave you out here too long." She grinned.
"Alright let's start this way." Petey pointed towards the library. On the way there he began explaining the school cliques. "You've got geeks, preps, jocks, greasers and the just straight out jerks." He pointed to a small group of boys subtly who were not wearing any school vests, just the white dress shirts. "They pretty much bully anyone. Here's the library, it's pretty much the geeks sanctuary." Petey stated. "None of the other cliques ever set foot in there so it's pretty much the safest place for them. I mean, can you imagine Ted trying to read a book?" He gave a light chuckle of satisfaction at the joke as he thumbs over in the direction of the football player. "Ahem, anyways they don't seem like much of a threat but they can get pretty bad if you mess with them too much." Petey said.
"How so?" Molly asked.
"Well they know the entire school layout, get to know your routine to play a prank on you. They're all chemistry wizzes so they know how to make homemade stink bombs and who knows what else." Petey told her. "Here we have the gym area and football field. Obviously jock central." He didn't dare go up the 4 steps to get any closer. "Superior running speed and strength. If they only had a brain to go with that." Petey added with a light hearted laugh.
"You know you're passively cynical." Molly pointed out to him.
"Oh sorry." Petey rubbed the back of his head with a frown.
"What about you? You in any cliques?" Molly asked him. She got her answer when he sighed and hung his head a bit.
"No..." He said. "I'm not cool enough for most and I'm not geeky enough for them." He looked back at the library. Not like that the geeks wouldn't let him hang out with them, but he was sure it would only make things worst for himself if he did.
"Which would you want to be in?" She asked.
"I don't know..."Petey sighed a little. "I never really thought about it, I guess cause I don't really fit in anywhere."
"Hey what's over there?" Molly pointed wanting to change the subject for his sake.
"Huh? Oh, that's the mechanics shop. Mainly greasers stick around there. You can join that class after christmas break. You're...16?" He asked.
"14." She corrected.
"Then you'll be working on bikes. Only seniors get to work on cars." Petey said as he turned around to see what she was looking at. The huge building that looked almost as big as the school. "Oh that's Harrington house." He said.
"That's not a fraternity house is it?" Molly gawked.
"Sort of. It's for the rich kids aka preppies." Petey looked at it. "Unless you have aquaberry everything and upper-class status, they don't want you there." He shook his head. "Derby Harrington's approval is the only way in." He looked at her. "Wouldn't recommend it."
"Why not?" Molly asked.
"He and every other prep are spoiled rich kids who think they're better then you because they're parents consider your parents minimum wage salary to be spare change." Petey scoffed a little. "So, yeah. They're completely entitled jerks who are used to everything been given to them on a silver platter. Disagree? Prepared to be egged." He said. "I've survived this school learning everything I know by observing from the side. Try not to get in anyones face." He nodded to her.
"Sounds like I'm going to war." Molly looked at him with a slight nervous grin.
"Not if you play your cards right, careful who you make friends and who you make your enemies." Petey said. "If you flash money around, greasers will hate you and think you're a rich snob, if you don't preps will think you're a trashy 'pauper' as they put it. If you try out for cheerleading and don't make the cut the jocks label you as 'the ugly chick' even if you're prettier then all the girls on campus."
"Basically it's like monopoly, you never win, you just get a little better each time." Molly joked a bit. "You're making me into a nervous wreck on my first day here Pete." She said trying to swallow all this information. Who knew socializing would be this damn complicated.
"It's worst for boys since most guys here don't hit girls. That's Bullworth for you. It's better not to learn from experience in this place." Petey said. "It's getting pretty late, I should head back to my dorm." He said looking at his watch.
"Alright, thanks for the tour Pete." Molly smiled and waved as they parted.

So much to take in about this place, she felt like she should have been taking notes. 'I'm sure it's easier to get along here then he made it out to be, just focus on your studies and don't try and force any friendships is all.' She told herself.
"Hi there." A lisped voice rang from the side of Molly as she opened the girls dorm. She practically hit the ceiling from how high she jumped. "I'm Beatrice, I was suppose to give you a tour of the school today." She said with an apologetic smile.
"Oh right. Yeah I know I got a tour from someone else." Molly said as she scratched the back of her head and Beatrice frowned. "But...he didn't give me a tour of the dorm." She added which put a smile back on Beatrice's face.
"Well then allow me. I'm Beatrice and you're Mallik-"
"Molly."
"Oh but-"
"It's a not so long uninteresting story." Molly said waving it off as Beatrice started showing her around.
"So a boy already showed you around? Who was it?" Beatrice bugged as though they were already BFF's. It was like she wanted to know who her new boyfriend was.
"Peter Kowalski." Molly said as Beatrice blinked a bit and stopped being so jumpy.
"Oh, yeah he can be pretty helpful." Beatrice nodded a bit and nearly shrugged.
"Something wrong?" Molly blinked.
"Oh, nothing. I just thought maybe you had somebody interested in you already." Beatrice said as Molly tilted her head at her. Beatrice looked back at her like it was obvious. "Well it's just...everyone always seen him as kind of feminine y'know?" She said in a hushed voice.
"Is he's gay?" Molly asked.
"Well it's never been 100 percent confirmed, but he's never shown interest in girls but at the same time it's not like he stares at the boys." Beatrice said not entirely sure. "Don't get me wrong he's nice and all, but I'm personally not going to give him any attention if that's the case. Even if he wasn't he's not my type, I like bad boys." She giggled. "Like Jimmy." She said dreamily. Molly just gave an 'ah' in understanding as Beatrice barraged her with small barely giving her a chance to talk through the entire tour. "-You should join." Beatrice said as they stopped at Molly's room.
"Join what?"Molly said, she had tuned Beatrice out halfway through the one-sided conversation.
"The Astronomy club. We do all sorts of fun activities." Beatrice said.
"Astronomy? I'll give it a thought." Molly smiled and nodded. "Right now I have some unpacking to do, and it's late so I got to get to sleep."
"Sure no problem. I hope you join, it'll be so nice to have another girl there, oh and we can walk to class together and I'll tell you about every boy on the way." Beatrice said as Molly forced a smile and nodded as she shut the door finally.
"Phew." Molly gave a sigh of relief. Nice girl, a bit too talkative but she guessed it was better then an awkward silence. She looked at the time and then at her suitcases. "...Unpack tomorrow." She muttered as she tossed off her uniform and changed into her pajamas and flopped face first onto the bed. So much to take in made it all so very tiring.

Her eyes were barely opened as she grabbed one of her suitcases and dug through it for her toothbrush and shower supplies. Her alarm didn't go off so she must have been up early. "First dibs on showers." She smiled to herself lightly eyes still a bit closed as she got to her feet. The entire dorm was silent, and the sun was beaming through her dorm window. "Wait...I didn't even hook up my alarm clock..." Her eyes snapped open as she bolted out of her room and looked to see a few dorm rooms opened and empty. "No...nonono." She ran to the bathroom and started to showers oversqueezing her mini shampoo bottle and conditioner while shoving her toothbrush in her mouth and viciously brushing her teeth. Late or not she was not going to be the smelly kid in the class. "Why didn't I wake up from the noise everyone must have made?!" She screamed out as she pulled on her clothes and placed the towel over her head running out the door nearly ripping her socks from forcing them over her legs and already breaking in the heels of her new school shoes.

"Alright class we have another new student this year. if you would be so kind as to present yourself..." said as he gazed around the class. " ?" He said again with a slight tone of irritation to his voice. With no reply and the students just staring around for the new girl started to tap his fingers impatiently on his desk wanting to get the introductions over with so he could continue with the lesson. "Has anybody seen ?" He demanded both hands on his desk like he was about to go crazy.
"Um, maybe she got lost?" Petey suggested. sighed and held up a hall pass.
"Would anyone care to go and retrieve the lost little lamb." His eye twitched a bit as he opened the door. Before anybody could raise their hand Molly fell through the door as soon as pulled it open. She looked up at the rest of the class on her hands and knees with an awkward look.
"Am I late?" She asked with an embarrassed look.
"About time you showed up , would you care to stand up and introduce yourself finally?" asked with complete agitation.
"Yes sir." She got to her feet right away, cheeks turning red enough to be seen on her dark skin. She turned to face the class directly on her heel and took a breath. "My name is Molly Hunson, I'm from...well I'm from all over the place, my mother's work requires her to move around a lot so my parents made me an offer to stay here rather then change schools every few months." She stopped herself trying not to get into her life story. Most of the class looked bored, some pretended to be interested since this was the only thing stalling the class lesson. "I look forward to getting to know this school and everyone in it." She said offering them a friendly smile.
"...Dork.." She could hear a whisper from one of the girls in the mid section of the class to another student. Her smile fading a bit hoping the comment wasn't towards her.
"Thank you we look forward to having you this year. Now take a seat." motioned her to an empty seat.
"Yes sir." She picked up her suitcase looking school pack and placed it beside her as she sat in-between one of the greaser looking boys and one of the preps she seen in front of the Harrington house. She would rather be sitting next to Petey since she already made a bit more of a friendly connection with him, but she knew she should try to make a few more friends. "Hi." She looked between the two boys with a meek smile as they looked at her but shot dagger sharp glares at each other. The prep was a red headed and a very muscular build and powerful looking jaw while the greaser although short in stature compared to the prep next to her; didn't look much like a pushover either. She found him to be a good looking guy as well, even if he looked like he popped out of 'The Outsiders' movie.
"Hows it going." The greaser gave her a light nod as he looked her over with approval. "Name's Larry, but some call me Peanut." He didn't sound pleased with the nickname.
"Ehe, eyes up here pal." Molly said noticing his eyes wander. It was flattering to but her parents always warned her if she gave boys an inch they would take a mile. She didn't want to be thought of as the girl who gives out just because she didn't give a firm hand. Peanut just gave a smile and light shrug.
"She'll come around." She heard him whisper to the greaser boy next to him.
"Some people have no tact." The prep snorted. Peanut and the other greaser looked ready to flip his desk just from hearing the prep speak.
"You think I'm afraid of you Bif?!" Peanut stood up from his chair. The other boy ready to back him up until the teacher spoke out.
"SIT down !" snapped as he placed a new crates on the first desk of each row. "Or it will be detention." He warned as Peanut gave an exasperated sigh and sat down. Bif smiling satisfied looking at the blonde prep to his left as they started whispering and looking back at the greaser occasionally. Peanut couldn't hear a thing which was clearly upsetting him but Molly could. It was mainly about a house party they were planning.
"I bet he has no idea what we're talking about and it's driving him mad." They weren't saying anything necissarily bad, but they knew the whispers themselves were enough to upset the greaser boy. Peanut once again looked ready to start something.
"Do you have a spare pencil?" Molly asked Bif. Her attempt to calm things down by getting his attention away from subtly harassing the greaser.
"We're dissecting." Bif rolled his eyes at her. "What could you possibly need a pencil for?" He was now looking at her like she couldn't possibly say anything more stupid. She bit her lower lip a bit trying not to back talk.
'Let it slide, let it slide. Don't get in trouble with anyone on your first day.' She thought. "I like to take notes, who knows what might pop up on the winter exams." She said through her teeth.
"No I don't have a pencil." Bif said and looked down at her suitcase. "You brought your pack and didn't even bring a pencil?" Bif retorted. "That's a bit stupid." He turned away from her as the blonde boy next to him gave her a a snarky looking smile. Probably humoured at how Bif made her look like an idiot.
"Forgot my pencil case in my dorm." She lied and folded her arms on her desk. 'He may be cute but he's a total ass.' At least Peanut was calm now. She pouted her lips and narrowed her eyes at the small crate in front of her just thinking about the situation. It was evident she was getting a bit steamed over it. The crate casing was clear and she could see a dead frog inside lying on it's back.
'Time for a little imagination.' She thought to herself placing a clear image of Bif on the frogs head now as she started the assignment.

Lunch time now. She looked at the food on her lunch tray. The meat had an odd smell to it that indicated it may have been expired for some time before it was cooked, the veggies looked less then fresh. The only thing that looked decent were the mashed potatoes. As soon as she lifted a fork full to examine it she seen a frizzy strand of brown hair in the middle of it all. Pushing her tray away she looked around the lunch room to see if anybody was eating this. Most kids brought a paper bag lunch and some had take out. Few were actually eating the cafeteria food, maybe they didn't notice how disgusting it was, or didn't care.
"Sorry about that, should have warned you about the lunches here." Petey sat down across from her.
"It would have been very much appreciated." Molly said with a nautious look. Another boy sat down next to Petey, freckles and a buzzcut and a stocky muscular build.
"Oh, hey Jimmy...and Gary." Petey said with a smile but it faded as another boy took a seat with them.
"What's up fem-boy?" Gary flicked Petey in the back of the ear as he went around to sit next to Molly. "And who is this?" He gave Molly a heartwarming welcoming smile. She actually had a hard time to tell if it was genuine or he was messing around.
"Oh right you don't take biology at the same time. This is Molly." Petey said. "Molly this is Jimmy and Gary." He didn't say Gary's name with as much enthusiasm.
"Hi there." Molly smiled at them.
"New kid troubles are all your now." Jimmy said flatly as she gave him a concerned look, he offered her a quick grin to show he was messing with her.
"So did Petey make you an offer yet?" Gary asked her, face a little too close to hers.
"Offer?" Molly blinked backing her head away from his.
"He likes to offer girls money to date him so people will stop thinking he's gay." Gary snickered, before Petey could object to anything. "Relax Petey I'm kidding." He roughly shoved his index finger against Petey's forehead to make him stay sitting down. "So are you two like boyfriend girlfriend?" He asked in a mocking way that quoted The Breakfast Club. Before either of them could say anything he stood up and grabbed Molly's tray of food. "Let's go." He told the three.
"Now what?" Jimmy gave him a look. They may be friends but every time Gary got up it was to start trouble which got mainly Jimmy in trouble.
"We can't take over the school cliques by sitting here can we?" Gary looked as Petey got up already feeling exhausted just thinking about what Gary had planned.
"What's with you and taking over the school." Jimmy raised an eyebrow at him. Not the first time Gary talked about this, and he seemed to have it stuck in his mind that Jimmy had the same intentions.
"Don't pretend like you don't want it all Jimmy. Coming?" Gary smiled at Molly.
"Sure." She shrugged. Nothing to do in here, not even eat.
"Have a ball big guy." Gary handed the tray of food to a jock who suddenly got a menacing look.
"FOOD FIGHT!" He whipped the ...meatloaf? at a kids face as the cafeteria suddenly turned into a food hurricane. Molly looked back and smiled widely. Maybe she was at a good start friend wise now.
"I can tell you're going to find it pretty exciting here." Gary smirked at her as she practically skipped after the 3 boys.