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"Benji! Wake up!" His cousin, Jessica, called through the door. Jessica was the youngest of his cousins at only 7 years old. There was Jared, 14, and John, 17. Jessica was always hanging around Benjamin, no matter how many times he tried to get her to leave him alone, the young girl just wouldn't get the hint. If anything it made her want to follow him around even more.

"Benji!" She yelled again. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm up!" He called through the door as he sat up in bed, running a hand through his hair. Since he was the oldest of all the kids, he had his own room, Jared and John shared a room, and Jessica had a room of her own. The boys, of course weren't too happy about this and always complained about it whenever they got the chance, not that it ever did any good.

Benjamin got out of bed and took a quick shower before getting ready for school. He pulled on a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He was never really one to care about the clothes he wore or what other people thought of him. He kept clear of everyone and everyone kept clear of him which was just fine by him. After he finished getting ready for school, he made his way downstairs where everyone was already gathered having breakfast.

Benjamin didn't say a word as he grabbed a piece of toast and started toward the door. "Benji, where are you going?" Jessica asked, quickly rushing over to him, wrapping her little arms around her. Benjamin sighed quietly, looking down at his cousin. "To school," He said simply, grabbing his backpack off the floor and slinging it over his shoulder. "Can you walk me to school? Please." The little girl pleaded, looking up at him with pleading eyes. Benjamin frowned slightly, looking to his Aunt and Uncle for help, but they didn't say a word.

They knew that Benjamin liked to keep to himself, though they didn't think it was very healthy for his mental state. They also knew that the only person Benjamin had a hard time pushing away was Jessica. "Fine," He said finally with a sigh. "Hurry up and finish getting ready." He said. Jessica squealed excited and quickly ran upstairs to finish getting ready for school.

A few minutes later, Benjamin was walking to school with Jessica holding his hand, swinging their hands as they walked. Glancing down at his cousin, Ben couldn't help but to think about how happy and carefree he'd been when he was her age. It didn't take too long to get Jessica to the elementary school and the high school was just around the block.

When he got to school, Ben made his way to his first class. He was always pretty early since he didn't hang out and chat with friends like all the other students did. When class started, Ben began to doodle in his notebook, not paying the slightest bit of attention to the teacher until a ruckus started. Glancing up, Ben saw the new student he'd heard everyone talking about so much. He frowned when the teacher instructed the girl, Charlotte, to take the seat next to him. He didn't like being crowded by people, when people sat next to him, some who didn't know him, would try to start up a conversation. He was relieved when the girl didn't say anything to him.

The morning classes went by pretty quickly and he was eventually able to tune out the annoying questions everyone kept asking the new girl. Sure she was famous, so what, she was still just a teenager, no different than anyone else. When lunch rolled around, Ben made his way to the cafeteria, grabbed a tray and was making his way to an empty table when he heard someone say his name. Glancing over, he saw the new girl and some jock. The other boy was looking at him with jealousy and anger while Charlotte was looking at him kind of pleadingly, the look in her eyes reminded him of Jessica.

He stood there for a moment, glancing between the two uncertainly. Finally he sighed, setting his tray down next to the new girl's tray. "What's so unbelievable about it?" He demanded, draping his arm over Charlotte's shoulders, glaring at the boy. "Lottie is my girlfriend. And I don't appreciate you hitting on her." He said, removing his arm from her shoulders and taking a step toward the boy, his hands clenched into fists. Ben had been in a number of fights since his parents split and his mom was institutionalized. He was made fun of a lot when it first happened, and he never backed down.