*Chase's POV*

Previously (haha it sounds so dramatic)

"Do I look okay?" Ally asked, wiping her hand under her eye in hopes of getting rid of the tears.

"No," Chase answered honestly. "But you look like you could use a friend."

Yeah, I just said that. Judging from Ally's face I could tell that she was shocked to hear those words coming out of my mouth… or anyone's mouth actually. I don't even know why I said it. Curse my nice, sympathetic side! Now Ally will probably make fun of me or something. My brain was telling me that, but I knew that I was only fooling myself. I'm the smartest person in the entire world, and I know that there's more to a person than meets the eye. I don't exactly know what Ally's life is like, but I have a feeling that it isn't anywhere near perfect.

"Excuse me?" Ally asked. She didn't scoff like you would think she would, she spoke softly.

"I said you look like you could use a friend," I repeated.

"If you didn't notice I don't really have any friends," she said, tears coming to her eyes again. I felt bad, really bad.

"Well, maybe you don't have any friends because of the way you treat everyone," I said cautiously. I know I'm kind of pushing it a little, but I honestly want to help Ally, and she needs to see that her attitude towards people is hurting her more than helping her.

"What's that supposed mean?" she demanded, turning mad once again, just like I suspected.

"I'm just saying that maybe if you were nicer to people then you wouldn't be here right now," I raised my hands in defense, glad that she already threw back Adam's pen. Speaking of Adam, he has been very quiet since Ally has spotted us. I turned to look at him and he looked extremely confused. It was probably because Ally had acted almost human just a few moments ago.

"Why should I be nice? Nobody ever has been to me," she said, freezing at the end of her sentence. Her hands flew over her mouth, like that would keep anymore words from leaving her mouth. Nobody has ever been nice to her… well that kind of explains why she's so mean.

"I'm confused," Adam said, finally speaking up. Ally looked from me to Adam with a worried look on her face.

"I have to go," she said, and ran past us, across the field, and back into the school. I watched as she left, my eyes never leaving her retreating form. Well, I just learned a lot about Ally without even really trying.

"Who was that?" Adam asked, tilting his head to the side and scrunching his eyebrows together.

"That was Ally," I said, looking at him weirdly.

"But that girl wasn't mean," Adam pointed out. Okay, he had a point there and I can see how he's confused. Over the time that we've been here we have never once seen Ally be nice… or not mean.

"I know, but that was Ally," I assure him, patting his shoulder. "Let's just focus on calculus." And that's what we did for the remainder of study hall. After that I had AP Calculus, which is one of my favourite classes. But unfortunately, after I took my seat just like I do every day, Quinn walked in and saw me.

"Hey Chase," he said, plunking himself down in the desk next to mine. Well, there goes my plan to avoid the populars.

"Hey," I greeted, trying my hardest to smile as if nothing was wrong. I was hoping that he wouldn't mention what happened at lunch. Luckily Mr. Roca came in and everyone quieted down.

***Time Skip***

Thankfully Mr. Roca wanted to discuss our last pop quiz and it took the entire class, so even if Quinn was going to bring up the scene at lunch, he didn't get the chance. As soon as the bell rang I jumped up from my seat and bolted out the door, straight into Rose Charlotte Tyler.

"Sorry Rose," I apologized, picking up the chemistry book that she dropped.

"It's okay, no harm done," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. But not in a 'Look at me I have great hair' sort of way, like the populars do, she did it subtly.

"So, are you coming over?" I asked, beginning to walk with her in the direction of our lockers. Rose is pretty much the only person who ever comes over to our house, so we make sure that she comes over as much as possible.

"Yeah, Bree said that she wanted to talk to me about something," she said, popping a bubble with her gum.

"Do you know what it's about?" I asked. I wanted to know if it had anything to do with what she was keeping from me this morning.

"No idea," she said, raising an eyebrow at me curiously. "Actually, that's a lie. I think it might have something to do with a guy that she's crushing on." I stopped dead in my tracks and dropped my books in shock.

"What!?" I demanded. I was surprised that she had a crush on another guy so soon after she caught Ethan kissing Danielle. Not popular Danielle, the Danielle that Leo had a crush on and ended up getting Adam to agree to take her to the dance, get me to take her to the dance, and ended up dancing with Leo anyway. Both Danielle's I would rather stay away from.

"Hey, that's just my guess," she said, putting in her lock combination. Our lockers are right next to each other, which is actually how Bree met her.

"But what would make you think that?" I pressed. Call me protective if you must, I just wanted to know what the heck was going on with my sister.

"It's a girl thing. Sometimes you can just tell," she explained. I rolled my eyes.

"There are very few things on this planet that I don't get, and one of them is definitely girls," I said, swinging my backpack onto my shoulder and shutting my locker door.

"What can I say, we're complex," she said, closing her own locker and turning to face me. I don't get why she doesn't have a boyfriend. I mean, she's pretty, smart, and fun to be around. Don't get me wrong, I don't like her like that, she's more of a second sister, and that's all she'll ever be to me. Adam on the other hand has a little crush on her. Rose is totally oblivious, but Bree and I are always coming up with plans to find out if she likes him or not. Maybe one day one of them will actually work.

*Quinn's POV*

I thought that I would be able to talk to Chase about what happened in the cafeteria in AP Calculus, but no, Mr. Roca had to teach us stuff! And he left so fast that I actually thought that he was still there. When I walked out the door I saw him talking to some girl. Rose I think her name is. She just creeped me out, plain and simple. She's pretty enough, but those eyes hold something evil. I watched from behind an open locker as Rose and Chase walked away together. As soon as they left my sight, an idea popped into my head and my lips formed a mischievous smirk.