Fresh Mountain High School

"At least they're not introverts.. I think it would've been a bit awkward."
Darcy nodded, smiling. "I guess," she agreed, shrugging.

"Darcy! Stop distracting your classmates!" Miss Toban hissed, making Darcy blush red, and look down at her work. The door opened, and Mike slipped in, unnoticed by the teacher. Darcy turned even redder as her heart started somersaulted in her chest. Then she noticed Dehlilah walking in beside him, her arm wrapped firmly around Mike.

The two sat down beside each other, after introducing themselves to Destery. She stuck her tongue out at Dehlilah's back, before looking down at her work again, biting at the top of her pencil.

She glanced up at the boy with the weird name. "I'm terrible at names," she admitted to Destery. "So, can I call you Dez or something? That's really weird, but I promise I'll come up with a better nickname."

Sky giggled at all his jokes, not to flirt, but because she found him genuinely funny. She pulled a notebook from her bag and placed the rest in her locker. She waited for Jay to finish his texts before saying "Thanks again." He asked about roomates and Skyanna checked her paper, forgetting that part of the new school. "Oh! I have umm... Raven? Ashley Raven?" She hoped the girl was not preppy or snobby. Schools like this where full of stuck up rich girls who talked of makeup and parties and boys. Those people made Sky sick.

However, this guy, Jay, seemed gentlemany and kind hearted. Maybe this school wouldnt be so bad as the ones on tv. At the very least, she had met an exceptionaly sweet and funny guy. She had made a real friend. "So... What is tuis girl like? Or do you not know her?" She had automatically assumed he knew everyone, but just because he was new kid welcoming commitee didnt mean he was Mr. Popular.

Jacob Preston
Jay grinned broadly when Sky laughed at his jokes, not that he wasn't used to people laughing at his jokes, he just never took people laughing at his jokes for granted. Besides, she had a really sweet laugh. He began leading her away from the locker area to begin the tour of place. He stopped suddenly though, a frown crossing his face when she mentioned who she was roomed with. Ashley Raven? He didn't know an Ashley Raven, or at least he didn't think he did. "Sorry, I actually don't know her," he said slowly after a few beats before he began walking again. "Don't doubt my friendliness just yet though, I'm guaranteeing you this Ashley is also new this year. Or a freshman." He continued recovering smoothly, giving a cocky grin, he was sure this Ashley had to be new.

"Cafeteria, I promise you the food isn't as bad as it looks like it'll be," Jay said with a wink as they arrived at the cafeteria Admittedly it was pretty obvious that he had led her to the cafeteria, they food and table were probably a big hint. His phone buzzed again, notifying him of another message from Lacey, smiling apologetically at Sky, he typed back a quick reply.

To: Lacey
From: Jay
Ahaha, no way. Everyone knows that we're close, the teacher will never buy it. Besides your freedom isn't worth me risking my own, you're on your own there.

"Sorry, I promise I'm not usually this bad, it's just my best mate Lacey bitching about business class is all really." Jay awkwardly to Sky after shoving his phone back into his pocket. He didn't really want her to go about thinking he was one of those rude people who were always on their phone. "So do you do a sport, or play a musical instrument or anything?" Jay asked, making small talk, that as usual for him, didn't seem forced at all as they wondered around the school. "Art rooms all along this corridor," he added on the end as the turned into a new corridor.

Skyanna frowned when Jay said he didn't know the girl. Then she laughed again at his school food joke. When she saw his smile at the incoming text, she couldnt help but blush. "I understand completely." That was a lie. She never really had a best friend to bug her. She was always on her own. "Art. I love art. No one can judge you. You are you're own person. You can be completely yourself and dont have to worry about failing or getting laughed at." Sky stopped. She was rambling. Great.

She turned bright red. "I'm sorry. I'm rambling. Didn't sleep well." She grabbed a small piece of her hair, tugging at it, trying not to put her hair in her mouth. Something about this guy made her nervous. It wasn't that he scared her or was intimidating. It was more like...he made her feel like she belonged. She was not used to that. Her blushing increased.

Destery looked to Lacey again, "So, after all the classes are over you should hang out with me and my best friend. It will be fun." she suggested. He shrugged and nodded, and sent her a smile. "Yeah, sure." She was pretty fit looking, and attractive, how could he say no? Though he agreed he actually had no idea if he'd be able to find her after all of the classes. He assumed she'd just find him if she actually wanted to hang out, and left it at that.

He met three more people that class, Cara first, who kindly introduced herself and he returned the favor. She was nice, and seemed very friendly. He then met Delilah, along with her boyfriend Mike. He couldn't help but wonder if all of the girls at this school were gorgeous, since he'd yet to meet one who wasn't attractive. This girl clung to her boyfriend, he couldn't tell if she was just clingy or if she was trying to show that it was indeed her boyfriend. It's not like he would've assumed she was lying though. He was quieter, maybe just didn't want to conversate, but Destery introduced himself and they both sat down.

After a moment or two, the girl in the back row spoke to him. "I'm terrible at names, so can I call you Dez or something? That's really weird, but I promise I'll come up with a better nickname." He looked at her and smiled a little, amused. When he was younger there were girls in his class that called him 'DesDes'. He didn't really have a problem with nicknames. "Haha, sure." he looked at her again, her hair color was an odd contrast to her very pale skin. She was pretty, and she looked very dainty, elegant almost. He then turned back to the teacher.

"Haha, sure," Destery said, in reply to her nickname question. He smiled at her, making her blush slightly and look down at her work, hiding her face with her hair.

She finished her doodle of a love heart on her arm, before looking up to where Dehlilah and Mike were sitting. Business must be the most boring class ever. She felt like falling asleep, not like Miss Toban would notice anyway. She looked back up where Dehlilah was sitting, and threw her pencil at her back. Wow, she must be in a really weird mood today.

Dehlilah was playing with Mike's hair in the back absentmindedly. "Baby I'm bored," she whispered in his ear. She saw all the girls flirting with Destery and smirked. "Guess your not the hottest guy in class," She said teased. She giggled and pecked him on the lips "More for me," she whispered.

She was interrupted by a pencil hitting her back. " Ow what the hell?!" She said picking the pencil up. "Who threw a pencil at me?" She hissed. She looked around the room as her friend Amelia scurried to the desk. Yes scurried, she was nicknamed mouse because of the fact that she always shuffled around the room. She also was a notorious fly on the wall, never seen but always seeing everything.
"I saw Darcy do it." She said wide eyed.
"Thanks mouse," she said smiling on mouse. She turned around and raised an eyebrow at Darcy and mouthed "childish" before blowing Darcy a kiss.

"Ow what the hell?!" was Dehlilah's reaction to a pencil hitting her back. Darcy opened her mouth to say she dropped it, and would like it back, when Dehilah started talking to Mouse. Darcy wasn't really sure of the girl's actual name.

Darcy looked up, overhearing her name in their conversation.
"Thanks mouse," Dehilah said, smiling at the timid girl. Darcy almost felt sorry for her.

Dehilah turned around and mouthed something, before blowing her a kiss. Darcy had never been good at lip reading, but it looked like the girl had said 'child itch.' It was so absurd that Darcy started chuckling under her breath, which then started her in a fit of laughter. She must have seemed insane, laughing at seemingly no reason.

"Darcy, would you please enlighten the class to what is so funny?" Miss Toban asked angrily. Darcy tried to stop herself from laughing, and after a few seconds managed to stop laughing.
"S..sorry, miss," Darcy said, still giggling slightly, quickly wiping the tears away before they ruined her mascara.
"I just.. dropped my pencil."

Miss Toban glared at Darcy, and her sudden outburst of laughter which Darcy really didn't know where it came from. She was definitely going to make an impression on the new kid, most likely in a bad way. He would probably know to stay away from her, now. Which was a pity, because he was fit.

"Miss Dane, will you hand Darcy back her pencil?" as she said this, Miss Toban beamed. Darcy rolled her eyes. All the teachers loved Dehlilah, maybe because she was a kiss up, or friends with Demi, an even bigger kiss up. Or maybe all the teachers were lesbians and just thought that Dehlilah was hot.

Evangeline lowered herself in the chair listening to Welma Cyrus drone on about the school, and how she just knew, it was a great place for her to start over. "Oh I just love that southern twang you have, where is it your from again?"Welma said with a huge grin. She forced a smile to her lips as she answered her good naturedly thickening her accent some, "New Orleans. So shouldn't I be heading to class now then?" Before Welma could speak Miss Callaghan stepped out of her office. "Miss Hazelwood seeing as the next class will be starting in just a couple minutes, you might as well head to Miss Dolan's class." Eve got to her feet as Welma handed her a slip with her locker number and code. "If you need any help.." Eve walked out leaving her in mid sentence.

She grabbed her english book and headed down to the class room. She looked at her class list then at her watch. She pressed her back against the wall sliding down to sit crossing her legs under her. She popped in her earbuds starting her string quartet cover of godsmack, while opening her beat to hell copy of poes complete works. She sighed to herself dread the bell about to ring and actually getting the day started with. Well no way it can be worse then back home right, she thought a bit bitterly to herself.

Demi instantly rolled her eyes at Rosalynd, Who does she think she is anyway?

Just then her best friend shrieked at something but she was totally clueless as to what was happening, she was about to tap Dee's shoulder to ask when the bell rang. Signalling the end of the class. Everyone else scurried and carried their things and went straight for the exit as she looked at Dehlilah and Mike. Sometimes she wonders if her best friend notices that she is spending less and less time with her since she got back with Mike again.

She picked up her stuff, trying to hide the disappointment in her face, and walked towards her next class. It wasn't like she didn't want Dee to have her happy ending but sometimes she misses her best friend and they way they hang out before. It was also one of the many reasons why she doesn't get along with a lot of people- call her selfish but she just wants someone to take her seriously.

Demi knew she shouldn't take Rosalynd's remarks about her but it made her think twice about things, a lot of the people who talk to her or befriend her are just doing it because they wanted to up the same pedestal and not out of real friendship. She then realized that she was headed to her art class, not her favorite since she couldn't see the purpose in having it.

"Augghh!" She softly groaned to herself, "Not again." But she knew she had to go to her next class. She roamed her gaze among the throng of students passing by and walking towards their classes as she went towards her next class.

The bell rang, and immediately everyone began packing up.
"Okay, I won't give you any homework since it's your first week back," Miss Toban was saying, but no one was really listening to her as they all dived out of the classroom. Darcy glanced at where she had written her journal in her time table, before stuffing the journal into her bag and rushing out the door.

Art, yes. She couldn't wait. Art was the only subject she wasn't terrible at. She walked along the corridors, on her way to the Art classroom.

[sorry for short post]

Cara simply watched as several things began happening in the classroom. Dehlilah and Mike entered late, and Cara rolled her eyes. More introductions to Destery. A flying pencil, Dehlilah yelling. Various conversations going on. Cara sat watching, confused. Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out, glad for a distraction from the hectic classroom.

To: Jacob
From: Cara
Of course, I can't wait to start! Could we start tonight, maybe?! (:
Well it was a good napping class, but now everything's out of control.
Oh really? What's her name, I'll keep an eye out for her?

The bell rang, and Cara couldn't be happier. Next was art, her favorite class! An excited grin appeared on her face as she excited the class and headed down the hallway toward the art class.

Jacob Preston
Sky had turned bright red but Jacob hadn't noticed, he was looking without really seeing as he lost in his own thoughts about what she had just said. After a few moments though he snapped back to earth and smiled gently at her. "No, it's fine, I completely get it," he said softly, thinking back to his mother, she had loved art and used to say the same kind of thing all the time. "If no one can judge you for it though and you can't fail, how come we can graded, and some people do fail?" Jay said raising his eyebrows challengingly.

The bell rang, signaling it was time for their next class, and he realized he had to now be back at school, going to classes and whatnot. Oh, well the cutting was fun while it lasted. "You ready to met a whole lot of people?" Jay asked jokingly as he placed his hand in the square of her back so he could lead her to english. It took only seconds after he the bell had rung for students of all year levels to begin flooding the previously empty corridor. Of course none of them paid any attention to the fact that you were standing there; you had to move with them or get trampled. So keeping Sky close to him he led her to their English class.

It didn't take too long since they weren't that far away from the classroom, and arriving at the classroom he took a seat, motioning for Sky to take the one next to him. "Don't get too comfortable though, Miss D, usually has a seating plan," Jay said to her, grimacing at the end. Sure he was nice to everyone and got along with people fine, but sitting next to the biggest gossip in the school, chatty Penny, every english class, had definitely pushed even him to his limits. He hoped Sky wasn't put next to someone like that though, he had only just met her but she didn't seem the type. He was looking forward to getting to know her more, he was certain Lacey would like her to.

Jay's phone buzzed again, this time it was, he had to take a moment to think about how to reply though. He still had to move his stuff into his new dorm, fix up his guitar and he had already promised Lacey he'd play something for her. He pushed all that stuff to the back of his head though, he was really looking forward to teaching Cara guitar, he'd just have to find a way to fit everything in.

To: Cara
From: Jay
Sure, I've got some free time tonight, I have to replace a string on my guitar but after that I'm pretty much free.
I'd have to blame that one on your year level not the class. Seriously, your year level is made up of so many girl with big personalities.
Skyanna, I think you'd like her, she seems really nice :)

Smiling he typed her back a quick reply before shoving his phone away just before Miss Dolan walked stalked into the class room. It was eery the kind of oppressive presence she brought with her. Almost all of the conversations had died out and the ones that hadn't had turned to hushed whispers and seemed to be coming to an end. She was someone who could make an entrance.

Eve stood up tucking her book away as the bell rang and the halls began to fill. She took a deep breath reading herself for class. She walked into Miss Dolan's english class, taking a seat in the back away from everyone else. She glanced at the pair that walked in together. Taking a deep breath she hoped she could just hide out in the back with out having to talk to anyone really. Hoping her newness didn't make her stick out like a sore thumb. She drummed her pencil on the desk finding herself glancing over at the two a few seats in front of her. Once Miss Dolan walked in she felt everyone around her sit up a bit straighter. Oh one of these teachers. Joy.

Rosalynd Sorbie
Rosa returned Dehlilah's quick hug, happy to see the girl, as unlike Dehlilah's best friends Demi, she knew how to have fun. "I'm in Business, I think that a fairly good description. I'd ask you the same, but I'm pretty sure I already know," Rosa said raising her eye brows insinuatingly at Mike. It wasn't hard to see why Dehlilah had been late. She had an very attractive boyfriend though, so no judgement from Rosa, everyone had all been there before. Rosa tuned out again though when Dehlilah went off to go sit somewhere with Mike.

The bell finally rang after what seemed like eternity and Rosa was out the door in a flash not even waiting to be dismissed. She wasn't too oblivious to catch Demi giving a forlorn look over to where her best friend was with Mike. Seriously, the girl looked like a kicked dog, it was pathetic. Rosa didn't say anything sarcastic like she wanted to though, rather she just grinned and kept walking. She would store that little piece of information in her memory banks though incase Demi ever got to big for her breeches. Next class was art, her favorite class, she could only hope that the teacher let her take pictures around the school though.

"Darce," Rosa said in way of greeting as her and Darcy passed through the door to art at about the same time. Moving past Darcy she went to one of the desks up the back, throwing her notebook down and swinging her feet up onto the desk. She pulled out a piece of gum and started picking off her nail polish. It was dark purple, which she had decided after putting it on that it was not her color, and was in serious need of a touch up. Sighing Rosa looked up and realized that she may of just broken a personal record by actually being early to class.

Remy Hart

“We’re here” Remy’s fathers voice sounded from the front seat, stating what any sane person could have figured out on their own. She gulped, tugging nervously at her hair. What if the other students didn't like her? She sighed, this was going to be a long day. Her father twisted around to look at her, wearing his same lazy smile but she could see tears forming in his eyes, barely though because her vision was already going hazy from her own tears.

“Now you be good and have fun. Oh and no boys, got it?” He joked, giving her an encouraging wink. She returned the remark with a sad smile.

“Who needs boys when you can have video games?” She replied, laughing slightly.

“Remy…” His father said, face turning serious again.

“I know, I know. I’ll stay out of trouble and send you an email everyday, you’ve told me a million times” A sigh escaped her lips and she rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to miss his over-protectiveness that was for sure.

“Ok, ok. Now give an old man a hug” She obeyed without a second thought, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’m going to miss you” She whispered, tears filling her eyes.

“I’m going to miss you too” He said, giving her an encouraging squeeze before letting her go and allowing air to fill her lungs yet again. “Hurry now, you’re already late for class” He said, gesturing for her to leave.

She gave him one final hug before slipping out of the car, her pet rat Einstein hidden in her hoodie.

“Remy” Her dad called out and she turned to find him holding her books out of the window. “Aren't you forgetting something?” Remy gratefully took them before turning back towards the school.

“Remember to put Einstein in the cage as soon as you get to your dorm, ok? The teachers won't be too happy about you caring a rat into their classroom” He stated firmly.

“Bye Dad” She said simply, ignoring his request. Little did he know that she was going to take him everywhere with her. Even if it meant smuggling him into class. She could hear him chuckle softly, followed by a purr of the car engine.

After a quick trip to the principal’s office to get her locker number and timetable, Remy was bounding down the crowded halls to her locker- gracefully sweeping through the mob of students. Swiftly placing her books in her bag, and sticking her hand into her hoodie pocket to stroke Einstein, she turned on her heels and headed for Art.

So much happened in Business, but Lacey was too busy writibg to notice anything. Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out. It wad Jay. He tokd her that he wasn't coming to get her. Which was perfect. She was about to reply when the bell rang. She grabbed all her stuff and practically ran out of the room. She dreaded that class, but it was better than Math. She loathed math.

She went to her locket and put her textbook away. She closed the locker and then walked to art so that she could reply to Jay text. She got there and Rosa wad early and picking at her nails.

Her and Rosa weren't the best of friends, but they did talk and hung out sometimes. She took a seat next to her, placed her notebook on rhe table and looked at Rosa. "Why are you early? That's weird for you." I said in a slight laugh. Before I forgot I pulled out my phone.

To:Jay
From: Lacey
Well now I am in art. So any way i made plans for us and that meas you are with me all night! MWAHAHA. Unkess you don't want to, then i have to find someone else to do it with.

I sent the text and slipped my phone back into my pocket.

Dehlilah got up as the bellnrang and searched for Demi. When she couldn't find her she returned to Mike. "Babe, I'll meet you in art class," She gave him a peck on the lips before he could protest and walked off. She loved that they were back together but she was ditching Demi for him way too much. She easily walked through the halls. Waving at a few friends when she saw Demi. "C'mon Doll," She said looping they're arms as they walked to class.

She saw two seats dead smack in the middle of class and sat there. "Soo anyway," she began "Whats up with you and the new guy, what happened to your no boy's rule?" She asked. Then as Demi hesitate she gasped and poked out her lips "Are you inlove?" she asked winking.

Skyanna willingly stuck close to Jay. He was sweet and the only person she knew, so she didn't want to stray too far from his side. When she walked into the class, he paced slowed and her breath caught. She was not a people person. The class seemed focused, as if the teacher was demanding. Great. Another stuck up teacher who demands perfection. She had a teacher like that at her old school. Did not go over well.

Sky scooted in closer to Jay as subtly as she could. "So... What class is after this one Jay?" She tried to whisper in case the teacher was super strict.

Emmalynn Carter

“Emmalynn lets go, you are late and still not ready. I told you to pack last night.”

Emmy heard her mom yell from the bottom of the stairs, she knew she was late and that she should of packed last night but she was busy messing around with her music to really do packing.
She was getting dressed in the outfit she picked out for today.

“Almost ready mom, just getting dressed” she yelled as she put her shoes on, grabbing her ipod she put her headphones on, pushed play, then grabbed her bags and went downstairs.

“Can you ever be on time Emmalynn? her mom asked her as she grabbed one of the bags from Emmy and grabbed the car keys. Emmy followed her mom out to the car and put her bags in the backseat and got in the passenger side. “Let me think about that, I don’t think my brain knows how to be on time” she then burst out in laughter as her mom just shook her head. Emmy leaned her head back against the seat as she got comfortable for the hour long drive.

--------------------------------- An hour later----------------------------------

“Emmy wake up, we are here, come on wake up” she felt herself being shaken as she heard her mom. Opening her eyes she looked outside and saw the school, her home till next summer. She gave her mom a kiss on the cheek “Ill give you a call tonight mom, love you” she said as she opened the car door. “ Love you too sweetie, I also hope to not get as many calls from the principal like I did last year, try to be good okay?

Emmy nodded shutting the door then grabbed her bags from the back seat and went into the school. She looked around for a few minutes before she went to the office, getting her room key, she wondered who her roommate this year was going to be. The secretary told her she could leave her stuff that had to go to her room at the office and just head to art class.

Grabbing her backpack she headed to the art classroom. Noticing another girl with bright red hair, a little bit ahead of her. Quickly trying to catch up to the girl she tapped her on the shoulder “Hey are you new, don’t think I have seen you around here? I am Emmalynn Carter but you can call me Emmy, heading to art?” she asked as she walked on the right side of the girl.

Remy Hart

Remy jumped in fright as someone tapped her on the shoulder and she whipped around to face them. The source was a girl with more piercings then she could name, deep blue eyes staring into her's. She blushed at her own jumpiness, reminding herself to calm down.

She continued walking, the girl trailing on the right side of her. She listened closely to the girl's words, surveying her curiously. This was the first time in a long time that anyone had even noticed her and Remy didn't know what she should say. What if what she said offended Emmy? What if Emmy hated her? Remy gulped, feeling the pressure to reply bearing down on her.

"H-Hi.." She stuttered, stroking Einstein for comfort as she built up the courage to continue. "Y-yeah, I'm new. I'm Remy" She replied, giving the girl a small smile.

The last question stumped her and she realized that she couldn't actually remember what class she was walking to. Feeling her cheeks burn, Remy quickly plunged her hand into her jean pocket and picked out her timetable. Grimacing at how crumpled the piece of paper had become, Remy unfolded it and tried to straighten it on her thigh.

Squinting her eyes, her eyes glided over the page and she nodded-noticing that art was where she was heading. "Yeah...Are you in my class?" She wondered aloud, looking over at the girl.

Normally, Remy would have been intimidated by Emmy's appearance but she realized that Emmy seemed like a genuinely nice girl. She just hoped they could be friends and that Remy wouldn't mess it up by accidentally saying something wrong.

Emmalynn Carter

Emmy noticed how nervous and jumpy the girl was, she remembered being like that at her old school, but not here. Emmy was relaxed and felt good at this school and wanted others to feel comfortable here also.

Hearing the girl stutter as she first said something, Emmy just smiled to her but looked ahead. “H..Hi….Y-yeah, I'm new. I'm Remy"

“Are names rhyme! That’s awesome. It is nice to meet you Remy” she said in an enthusiastic voice, trying to get Remy to be more comfortable around her. She noticed Remy reach in her pocket getting out her timetable and then answered her “Yeah…Are you in my class”. Emmy nodded her head “Awesome you’re a junior, I am too, all juniors have the same class schedule. If you want, I can show to each class today. I know how it is to be new, I was new sophomore year.”

As they got to the art room she peaked through the window to see who was in there “Awesome, Rosa’s there, lets go in shall we?”. Before Remy could answer Emmy was taking Remy’s hand, opening the door and walking in with Remy behind her.

“Guess whose back! she said to everyone then looked to Mister Beirne. Mr. Beirne this is Remy, she is new and in this class” she said then without waiting to hear what the teacher said she was going to the back where Rosa and Lacey where sitting and took a seat on the other side of Rosa and patted the seat next to her for Remy.

“Come sit Remy, this is Rosa and Lacey. Girls this is Remy, she is new, so be nice” she said while taking off her backpack and putting it on the floor and grabbing a notepad and pencil. Putting the notepad and pencil on the desk, she looked to Rosa “Girl I have missed you, I got here late because I decided not to pack till today. How have you been?” she asked as she opened her notebook and wrote something down then passed the note to Rosa, giving her a little grin.Her handwriting was sometimes hard to read especially when she was writing fast, which this time she was. The note said:

Any parties happening anytime soon?

"Yeah, that'd be great!" Remy replied, her smile widening. She was growing a bit more used to Emmy's outgoing attitude and realized that Emmy was surprisingly easy to talk to.

Her smile quickly disappeared though, nervousness filling it's place as they neared the classroom. She could already imagine everyone watching 'the new kid'. She was about to stop and take a deep breath before entering but Emmy was pulling her through the door before she could resist.

She could instantly feel everyone's eyes on her, prickling her skin like needles. Emmy quickly introduced her to the teacher and Remy gave him a polite and respectful nod. She didn't get to see his reaction though as Emmy was already pulling her towards a nearby desk. She could see two other girl's there and judging by Emmy's enthusiastic expression she guess they were her friends.

She patted the chair next to her and Remy bit her lip, deciding wheither to intrude upon Emmy and her friends or not. "He-Hello. It's nice to meet you Rosa and Lacey" Remy said, nervously jumping from foot to foot.

"A-are you sure I can sit there?" She said, pointing towards the chair next to Emmy. "I-I would want to intrude upon you and your friends..." She added, giving each of them a smile.

She wanted to sit next to Emmy, who could very well become her very first friend, but didn't want to seem rude.

Lacey was about to put on her headphones and lose herself in Paramore, but then a familiar bubbly voice waltzed into the classroom. "Oh no." She said half smiling and half serious.

Emmy was her other best friend practically, but she was crazy. But so was Lacey. They were pretty much the terrible twosome when they wanted to be. Emmy introduced them to a girl named Remy who seemed really shy. Luckily Demi wasn't here to make fun of her or claim her soul.

"Yea Go ahead ad sit Remy we don't bite often." Lacey said that with a giggle and a smile. Lacey was born with fangs, but they weren't noticeable unless you were staring at her teeth. She always welcomed shy people like that because it seemed to freak them out.

Emmy started a convo with Rosa so Lacey looked at Rosa ad devided to make a new friend which was rare. "So how did you end up here?"

Dehlilah has ditched Mike before he could protest. She left a kiss lingering on his lips and just walked out. He sighed and left soon after her. He needed someone to talk to and he didn't feel like talking to the socce team so he took put his phone to text Darcy. He looked up an saw Darcy by the art room. He put his phone away and walked over to her.

"Hey Darce. What's up?" He hadn't talk to her all day so he felt Darcy deprived. He usually talk to her when he was alone, but that is rare since him and Dehlilah are joined at the hip. He leaned on the wall and waotwd for her answer.