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Chapter 1: Newbies, Wannabes and Queen Bees

If coal faced as much pressure as humans did in their day-to-day lives, there'd be diamonds all over the world.

~Starlight24

I frantically pushed my hair down from the clutch of the wind with my shivering fingers. Okay, now the nerves were starting to get to me... this was my first school after all.

Mom told me to wait by the driveway a bit early (you know, just in case) and I glanced back at our house. It was smaller than the other big houses on our lane, but not by much. Apparently it was founded by a pair of twins who had the same amount of land as a normal house, but chose to build two instead of one big one. So now I've got another house that's creepily close to ours, and I've not even met my neighbors yet.

Just then, I saw a guy rush down from the porch of the house next door, looking disheveled and annoyed. He had a rugged appearance with messy chocolate brown hair and a chiseled face. His cheekbones looked like they could slice through wood and he had a pretty good jawline. His eyes were an emerald green and his nose was the most perfectly shaped thing ever. He wore a tight white t-shirt that showed off the muscles rippling behind and me being the creepy stalker that I am, drank in every detail of this guy next door.

He ran his hands through his ruffled hair and gave me a cheeky grin. "Like what you're seeing?" he asked, his voice a tad bit gruff but somehow I knew he'd sing well. Oh, so he was a cocky and narcissistic one, was he?

"Nah," I replied, breezily. "I think your muscles could be a bit better for your age. I feel sad to even have to look at your face right now to reply to you." Yuck. That was so bad I cannot even begin to describe the kicking I'm giving myself.

His eyes narrowed at my stupid comeback. "So you wanna see the bottom half, then?" he asked, his lips playing into a joking smile. Eww no way!

"Who said I even want to look at you? Any part of you, forget the bottom half!" I replied indignantly, my hands on my hips. I probably looked like a toddler going through a temper tantrum, but whatever.

"Hah, I can see it in your eyes. Don't worry Sweetheart, everyone wants me. I'll try to stick you into my schedule, okay?" he said nonchalantly. If he wasn't that hot I'd probably have slapped his face. Actually, I probably still would anyway, that egotistical idiot.

"Honey, I'm not an astronomer but I am pretty sure the earth revolves around the sun and not you." I said softly, patting myself on the back with that comeback. Hah! Now we were even.

He gave me the death stare and I was pretty sure that we weren't going to be best buddies. Yay! I'd already started off badly with my next-door-neighbor.

He seemed to have run out of comebacks when the bus came to a screeching halt in front of us, but I could feel his eyes burning into my back. I grinned, despite myself. "Sorry you're mad that the world doesn't revolve around you. Let me pour you a tall glass of get over it."

I didn't even bother to see his reaction before jumping onto the bus. A pretty girl sat in the back and I went to join her. She had a nose piercing and a pixie cut with her brown hair dyed a deep red at the tips. She was pretty fair and looked like a petite badass. Her eyes were dark brown and her ears kind of stuck out like an elf's, and her nose was quite tiny. Her eyebrows were arched pretty high up like she was perpetually surprised and her face was ovular and delicate.

She was looking through her playlist on her iPod when I decided to say hi.

"Hi! I'm Day and I'm new around here. What's your name?" I asked, embarrassing myself. How was I supposed to know that the way I introduced myself was like what the kindergarteners did?

She raised her eyebrows even further and I was afraid they'd disappear in her fringes. "Hey Nat," said my neighbor, before shooting me the 'Don't even think about mentioning what happened there' look. Nat, the girl next to me, grinned and shoved her iPod into her pocket and waved back.

"Hey Dylan," she gushed, before ignoring my presence completely. Ah, I was going to be so loved in this new school of mine. "Sup?" she asked, and I slumped back into my seat. All this attention that I was getting was going to make my head swell up (kindly note the sarcasm).

They both chatted amicably and didn't bother to include me at all. I decidedly tuned them out, until I felt Dylan snapping his fingers in front of my face. "Right?" he asked, looking at me expectantly. I stared at him with a completely blank expression plastering my face, which made him groan. "You're new here, right?" he asked. I nodded, still kind of lost. Were they talking to me/ about me?

"What's your name?" asked Nat, looking at me kindly. Whoa, what alien had possessed them to suddenly feel my angelic presence? I thought I'd already told her what my name was. That showed how much attention they were paying me.

"Day," I said. "Day June Winters. Don't ask how I got the name June Winters, because it's a long and ridiculously irrelevant topic that I don't want to bore you with. Actually, this is my first school ever in my entire life, so I'm pretty nervously excited right now, so I might blabber a lot of bullshit. Do ignore me," I babbled, taking a deep breath because everything that I'd said had been in a constant stream.

They both looked at me like I was partially mad, which was probably not completely untrue. I was a chatterbox to beat all chatterboxes, or so I'd heard from my parents. "So what did you do before you joined a school?" asked Dylan. Why were they suddenly interested in my life!?

"I had a governess before. I actually, until very recently suffered from this immune deficiency and I'd get sick really easily. Now I've conquered that and have been able to stand tall! Also, I have no idea how things are at a school apart from the teen fic movies that I legitimately lived off over the Summer," I said, again internally face-palming myself for talking so much.

"You are the first person I've met who says the whole word," said Nat, giving me a rueful grin. "Legitimately, I mean. I've always heard people say 'legit'." She laughed at me and so did Dylan.

"Ah, but you see," I started off again with my constant talking. "My governess told me that you can make people think you are smarter than you actually are by using simple tips like this. I guess I sounded pretty smart when I said legitimately, didn't I?" It was a tip I'd been given.

"Haha now we know your secret, Dawn Summer Snowflake," sad Dylan, acting like he'd forgotten my name. Dawn Summer Snowflake!? Are you kidding me!? "Governess?" he asked, continuing. "Are you a rich kid?" he looked at me with this new found respect. Oh gods.

"Who said I had to pay the governess?" I asked, trying to put him off track. I didn't want them to try and get to know me because they thought I was rich. "Who said the governess wasn't my mom?"

Dylan laughed. "Sweetheart, you just proved that it wasn't your mom. If it was, you wouldn't have been flaunting the fact that your mom was your governess." Huh. Good point.

Suddenly, Dylan got a message on his phone and he grinned. Nat rolled her eyes and groaned, "Was that Deirdre?" Dylan lazily grinned and nodded.

"Who's Deirdre?" I asked, looking a bit confused.

"Deirdre is a bitchy queen bee," replied Nat curtly, looking a bit steamy and angry. Whoa, easy there tiger. So the two of them weren't besties from what I could gather.

"Actually, she's Nat's enemy and my girlfriend." said Dylan, giving me a knowledgeable look. This was surprising, because I'd thought Nat and Dylan were dating or something. "The two of them just can't stand each other. Nat and I used to be best friends until Deirdre came along, and then she just shoved Nat away. Deirdre thinks Nat and her friends are the biggest wannabes on the planet and Nat thinks Deirdre is an idiot. And then there's sweet old me, who's stuck in the middle."

He got pelted by Nat's belongings at the 'sweet old me' statement. "Oh, in the middle are you? Well that's a new story. You're never on my side. I repeat: NEVER. You're her very own ass kisser and if she jumped into hell you'd follow her," she said angrily, before sticking her earphones back into her ear and leaning against the side of the bus with an expression of utter distaste.

Dylan shrugged. "Nat's the only one who talks to me like that. She doesn't realize that I'm up here," he said, throwing his hands into the air dramatically. "And that she's down there," he said, pointing to the ground. "I honestly don't know how I deal with her." Nat rolled her eyes and looked out of the window like she was in a very sad part of a teen movie. The only thing she was missing was long hair that could fly in the wind as she sang 'Let it go'. I'm sorry, but that's the first song that I thought of!

We reached school and Dylan smiled at a random girl outside, who blushed furiously and waved at him. "You're dating someone," I hissed. "You can't go around making other people feel like they mean something to you. I bet you didn't even know that girl's name." I said angrily, making him shrug innocently and ruffle his hair again.

"Well, the thing about Dylan is that he thinks he can get any girl he wants with the bat of his eyelid. He's a self-obsessed, attention seeking asshole with no sense of higher purpose other than trying to flirt with every other random stranger." Dylan looked indignantly at Nat, but she cut him off. "Oh yes, let's ignore everything I just said and talk about you some more, shall we?"

Dylan rolled his eyes as she hopped off the bus. "She's in a bad mood. She'll get over it, trust me. She's a sour lemon. No matter how much you might hate her, you just have to live with it and make your own lemonade." I looked at him, mildly shocked that he'd just made a slightly poetic statement. I also had to resist the urge to bring up the fact that I'd spoken to him in the same way, but by the look he was giving me I could tell he was thinking the same thing and telling me to drop my tantalizingly tempting desire to tell him that I'd snubbed him. "Let's act like I didn't say that, shall we?" he asked, and I nodded.

Dylan smiled at me kindly, acting like I hadn't rebuffed him earlier today. "Want me to help you get to class?" he asked, and I nodded. A lot of girls gave me dirty looks as he guided me to the principal's office. What? I had to go to the principal's office on the first day of school!? What was this!? Not good, not good... Red sirens were blaring in my head.

"Chill," he said. "I'm just gonna drop you off here and you can get to know your schedule and stuff. Let's just say that the principal and I aren't on the best of terms... So I'm just gonna leave right now. Enjoy your Day!" he chuckled at the pun. So he did remember my name, the loser!

I opened the princi's door a bit hesitantly, and saw a balding man with glasses and a white suit that had the name tag as 'Mr. Jones'. He had a worn but kindly face and he smiled at me with crinkles around his eyes. "Ah, you must be the new girl Day, aren't you?" he asked, and I nodded. "Here's your schedule, I just printed it out for you because I know that this is the first time you are going to school and all of that, right? Your first class is English Literature. Enjoy your time here!"

I left and ran towards the class that I was supposed to go to by using a map that the princi had printed out for me at the back of my timetable. Class started at 8:30 am and it was already 8:45 am. I was late for class on my first day (no pun intended) at school? Well this was brilliant. The newbie was late.

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Teaser: Day meets Deirdre, and seems to make an enemy (with someone else). Also, will she fall for the charms of another guy?

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