"Well she's cute...just like you."

I walk into the school building, and could already sense that everyone could smell the fresh meat enter. AKA, me. Quite uncomfortable I might add. I sigh, as I anxiously walk past people, and straight into the office. 

I walk in, and see a gingered haired woman, on the phone. She's typing away on her computer, and from what I can gather, it's from the principle. I take a seat awkwardly across from her, moving my semi-curled hair behind my ear. Glancing around the room, I spot some pictures of the last principals of the school. From what I can, they are all related. Father, and son; father and son; father and son; so on and so forth.

That actually makes me very uncomfortable...

How is this even possible?

I know that there are certain things people may want to keep a tradition in the family, but out of alllllll things...a principal? I wonder why?

"Yes sir. It'll be done in no time!" The gingered haired woman says, as she hangs up the phone, "Alrighty then! I am so sorry for the wait." I shake my head lightly, "No, it's okay. You had work to do." She looks up into my eyes, and smiles sweetly, as she gathers some papers, "Aw thank you." I nod, as I move my hair behind my ear. "So, my name is Cindy Mason, and I'm the school secretary. You must be the new girl we were expecting from Florida is it?" Cindy asks, reading my paperwork from my old school. I nod, as I begin picking my finger. 

After about a good 10 minutes, I get my schedule, and head out the office. I begin reading my schedule, and find almost all of classes are basically downstairs. All except Personal Finance. Slowly, I begin walking to class, which is thankfully near the office. I walk in, and see a classroom full of maybe 30 students. I gulp. Almost all eyes are on me, as I walk over to the teacher. "You must be Penelope is it?" The teacher asks, as I hand him my paper. I nod, as I slightly look up into his brown eyes. "Well then, you may take a seat anywhere you please." He says, returning to finishing his lesson for the day. 

I then walk to the very back of the classroom, and take a seat. Thankfully, there's hardly anyone back here. Until I see a girl come in, and take the seat right next to mine. I glance over to see her. She's very pretty, and wears glasses. 

"Hi," She says, catching me off guard. "Oh, uh, hi," I reply. 

UGH! I can't English!

"I'm Isabella," She says, sticking her hand out to shake mine. "I'm Penelope," I reply, grabbing her hand. "You must be new," Isabella says, smiling. "Pretty much. I moved from Florida literally last Friday," I explain. Her eyes widen, "Florida? Wow...I've always wanted to go when I used to live back in New York," She replies, turning to meet my gaze. "You're from New York? I've always wanted to go to New York." 

After that, we both got into a full blown conversation. It's crazy how we have so much in common. Once class ends, Isabella and I begin to walk to our next class. 

BTW's, we share almost all of our classes together. All except Personal Finance, and Art 3.

"So, ever had a boyfriend before?" She asks, catching me off. "Um...no." I reply awkwardly. 

I've never had my first kiss yet, nor first boyfriend. Sure, I've had crushes on guys before, but none of them probably even knew I existed. Except for maybe one, but he was my friend, and had a girlfriend already. Which, of course, left me heartbroken.

But hey! I quickly realized that I don't have to worry about boys right now. 

School is my first priority!

"Me neither!" She says, pushing up her glasses, "Most of the guys here are either taken; just too good looking for me to even get a word out in front of them; or just extremely annoying." I nod, "I know what you mean." We then stop at our lockers, when suddenly, the whole hallway goes somewhat still. I look up to see Liam, two guys, and one girl. He's laughing with them, meaning they are his friends. 

"Why is-" I begin, when suddenly Isabella puts her hand over my mouth. I jump. They walk past, as people watch, girls looking as if they couldn't breathe. Including Isabella. I follow her gaze, when I notice she is looking at the guy on the right.

Oooo, she likes him. 

When they finally disappear around a corner, everyone returns to what they were doing. "What was that all about?" I ask, as I move her hand off my mouth. "That was one of the most popular group of kids in the school. Liam Esner, Nicole Engle, Landon McGarrett, and Xander Long,"Isabella breathes the last part, while blushing. "You like Xander," I say, grinning. She then slaps her hand over my mouth, again, "Shhh! Or else someone would hear you!"

I smile, as I move her hand off my mouth, "Sorry." She rolls her eyes, smiling, "Anyway, they are highly respected, especially the guys. They're your school's "Bad Boy" squad. Nicole is one of the "hottest" girl's in school, which I beg to differ. She used to be on the cheer squad, until she quit because of Angel Price. The Cheer Captain."

She nods her head over at a red haired girl across the hall. I glance over at her, seeing that she's very pretty. Eyes a nice vibrant green. Very skinny, very fair skin. Also, she's very tall. I'd say around maybe 5'7, 5'8. "She's very tall," I say, moving my gaze back over to Isabella. "I know. She's practically your 'next model'." Isabella replies, sarcastically. I begin laughing, and she joins along.

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Finally, 5 out of 7 classes are done! Man, I've never been so exhausted.

Isabella isn't here unfortunately. She had to stay in the last class to finish a tests, so I have to find my next class on my own.

NO BIGGIE! I can do this

I take a look at my schedule, seeing that I have Mathematics next. I glance around the hall, in hopes of seeing it. But, it's nowhere in sight. I sigh, beginning to walk down the hall. I walk past people, seeing some were still staring at me, but I'm too lost to care right now. 

Suddenly, I bump into someone. "Sorry!" I say quickly, and look at someone's chest. I move my gaze up to meet the eyes of Liam Esner. My neighbor. Quickly, I take a step backwards, you know, creating some kind of space between us.

Wow...this is so going to be awkward...

"It's alright. Besides, it was my fault anyway," He replies. I nod, awkwardly, and so does he.

SEE! I TOLD YOU!

AWKWARD!

"So...this is your first day?" He ask, raising a brow. I nod, "Yep. Just got my schedule." I hold up my paper. He nods, "Cool. Do you like all of your classes so far?"

I shrug, causing him to grin, "I guess. I really don't know any of the teachers, so...I kind of feel awkward." He chuckles, "I feel that. Mind if I see your schedule?" 

"Yeah," I reply, while I hand it to him. He reads it, nodding slowly. He then hands it back to me, "Mind if I...walk you to your class?" 

Wait, WHAT?

Did he just ask to walk to me class?

Why would he...want to do that for me? 

Not to state the obvious or anything, but I'm pretty sure he hates.

Especially after what happened yesterday. The whole thing where he just blew me off for no reason 

...

Yeah, he hates me, but I can't really say no to the offer.

"Uh...yeah sure," I reply. He smiles sweetly at me as we then begin walking past people. As we walk, I notice everyone is practically staring at me, and Liam. Especially the girls. Most are glaring at me, which I try to ignore. "You look a little nervous," He says, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Well, I mean this is a new school, and my very first day here. Why wouldn't I be nervous about today?" He smiles, while rubbing his hair back, "I guess you're right. Hey, where are you from?" 

"Florida."

"Ooooo, Disneyland. Did you ever consider becoming an actress of some sort?"

"Nope. Why would I ever do that?"

"You seem like the type. Or maybe it's just because it's Disneyland, 'Where the Magic Begins'." 

I find myself laughing as he does the air quotes, "I guess that's fair."

"Plus, you remind me of an actress I've seen on TV."

"Really? How come I remind you of her?" 

"Well, she's cute...just like you."

Wait...did he just...call me...cute?! 

I feel my cheeks heat up, as my gaze moves down to the floor. What I'm supposed to say? How am I supposed to respond?

"Also," Liam says, as we arrive at my classroom door, "I want to apologize for being so rude to you yesterday. I didn't mean to get pissed at you like that." I freeze, unsure how I'm supposed to react to that. I look up into his eyes, "Oh. It's okay. I didn't take that to an offense at all. You didn't have to apologize." He smiles a little, as he nods, "I know I didn't have to but...I felt I needed to."

I find myself blushing again, but I try to hide it. "Well, anyway. I'll see you later?" He says, while walking past me. I nod, as I wave goodbye, "Thanks by the way." He turns, and nods his head, before turning back around.

Well, at least now I know where my class is. Plus, Liam doesn't hate me. YAY!

Maybe the school's Bad Boy isn't so bad after all.

Maybe...