“WAKE UP! It’s time to get up both of you before you both are late for school.” My mom yells from downstairs. I get up and take a shower before I wake up Becca. When I get out I wake her up and she gets in. Since were like sisters and we fit in each other’s clothes I let her borrow all of my clothes. She does it all the time to without giving it back.
“Hey mom.” I say once I get down stairs. Becca following me soon after.
“MOMMY.” She says as she jumps on my mom. My mom just sits there and laughs.
“Hello girls. You both better get going to school if you are going to walk.” She says handing Becca and I an apple.
“Becca do you want to walk or do you want to go on the bus?” I ask her as I stand up and get the orange juice and poor a cup for Becca and a cup for myself.
“Can we walk? I really don’t want to deal with all of the noise on the bus.” She says as she takes he cup and drinks it.
“Hey! Why don’t we go over to Dillon’s and see if he wants to walk to school with us. I’m sure he would want someone to show him around on his first day.” I say giving my mom a kiss and walking out the door.
“Sure. I don’t mind, he seems pretty cool to.”
“Yeah.”

We get to his house and we walk up the steps to the door and knock. I was about to knock again when someone opened the door. This time it wasn’t Dillon it was someone who resembled Dillon, but it was an older version of him.
“Hello. May I help you with something?” The older man says. His voice is deep, nothing compared to Dillon’s.
“Uh, yes. Were here to see if Dillon wanted to walk to school with us. I’m Jordan and this is my friend Becca. We came here yesterday to introduce us.” I say looking into his eyes. The man’s eyes are a gray color. When I looked into his eyes it was like I was looking into his soul. The only thing is that I didn’t want to. In his eyes you could see the evil.
“Oh yes. You were the one from the office. I remember now. Please call me Mark.” He says as he puts his hand out for me to shake. I decide to shake it, only because it would be rude not to shake it.
“Dillon, please come down you have guests.” Mark says. Only a couple seconds after he says this I hear steps coming down the stairs.
“Who- Oh, hey guys. I see you met my father.” He looking at his father. “So what’s up?” He says taking his father’s place as his father walks away.
“We were wondering if you wanted to walk to school with us today.” I say with a smile on my face.
“Sure. Come on in while I grab my bag and tell my dad.” He opens the door wider and we step in. When I step in I notice that everything is neat and in order. I look around for a second before I notice a door that has a lock and a chain on it. I go over to it with Becca right behind me. When I reach the door I smell something that must be from a glade, something that makes the air smell good when you spray it.
“What are you doing?” I jump. I didn’t know that I was paying that much attention to it that if someone spoke I would jump. I turn around and see Mark. He looked kind of menacing.
“Uh, I was just looking at the door. It’s a very interesting door. With the little cracks in it.” I say “And what kind of glade is that. The one that you sprayed?” I ask him. Obviously nothing is wrong and it was a serious question because it smells really good.
“Oh well, Dillon and I go hunting. So when we catch something we put it down there and because of the smell of the blood we have to spray something. I keep it locked so Dillon doesn’t go down there by himself when he is home alone and try to eat some of it. For the smell it Bahama breeze. Smells very good doesn’t it?” His father says. I think he is trying to lighten the mood but I’m not sure. Dillon comes into the room and bids his goodbyes to his father and we start walking to school.

When we finally arrive at school, the very first thing I notice is that everyone is staring at me, well not just me, but Dillon, Becca and me. Probably only because Dillon is the ‘hot’ new guy and everyone wants to be friends with him.
“Why is everyone staring at us?” Dillon says. He looks kind of scared. Like a deer before it gets run over. Well, maybe that may be too extreme.
“I think it is just because you are the new boy. You know everyone want to be your friend. Or they are just wondering why you are hanging out us.” I say referring to Becca and I.
“Well I don’t want to be there friends if they are not your friends.” He says as he smiles. His teeth are pearly white and he has dimples. Like the perfect dimples.
“Awe thanks we love you to.” Becca says as she fake cries.
“Ah so she still does have a voice. Are you one of those shy girls?” He asked her.
“Maybe. The only two people I’m not shy around is Jordan and Jack.” She says.
“Who is Jack?” He asked looking at me like I have the answer to the universe.
“He is Becca’s boyfriend. They hang out like all the time. I’m surprised I got her over to my house yesterday. Now that you will be hanging out with us I don’t have to worry about sitting alone at lunch or being all by myself ever again.” I say adding the dramatics.
“Hey! We do not hang out all the time. And when was the last time you sat by yourself at lunch?” She says looking at me.
“Uh, hmmm let’s think… yesterday.” I say grabbing Dillon and staring to walk off.
“Oops. Sorry?” she tries. I really don’t care if she is dating Jack and she has no time for me, I’m just glad that she has someone who she can trust after what happened last time.
“Hey, hey come on now I can’t have you guys fighting. I just met you yesterday.” He says while laughing.
“Were not-“ I get interrupted by someone.
“Hi my name is Blair.” Blair says this while she puts her hand out for a hand shake Great. Now I have to deal with this. Blair might be the biggest drama queen you will ever meet. Everything is about her all the time. She is also the biggest bully I have ever met. She may have just been with all of the jocks. Not joking she has a different boyfriend every week.
“Hey, I’m Dillon” He says ignoring the hand shake.
“Why don’t you come hang out with us? The boys would love to meet you.” She says moving me out of the way to grab on to his arm. “Oh, do you work out?” She says while laughing.
“Um, actually why don’t you go back over there yourself. I’m going to stay here with my friends.” He says as he takes her hand off his arm and walks over to us. I smile, maybe he will be a faithful friend.
“Are you serious? You going to hang out with these losers? Are you mental or something?” She said while she gave Becca and I death stares.
“They are not losers. If anything you’re the loser.” He says as we walk past her.
“Watch yourself. I can make your life miserable.” She says. I can almost hear the smirk in her face. Dillon suddenly stops and turns around.
“I don’t care. I have been through hell and back before.” He said. “The only thing I need right now is Becca and Jordan.” He said. He then turns around puts one arm around my shoulder and one around Becca’s shoulder.
“Hey guys I might go. I’m going to go and see Jack. That ok?” She asked.
“Yeah that’s fine. Becca be careful.” I say. She gives me a sad smile and walks away. Her history with boys is not very good. Her last boyfriend cheated on her for out old friend. Can you guess who our old friend was? Well if you said Blair then you are more than correct. After Becca found them making out in the girls locker room, she punched Blair and broke up with Connor. It was horrible. They were dating for four years, she wouldn’t talk to anyone she locked herself in her room for weeks.
“What was that all about?” Dillon interrupted my thoughts. I completely forgot he was here.
“Her past boyfriend cheated on her with Blair. Blair used to be our best friend. Then she did that and now we hate her guts.” I said. You could hear the hatred in my voice.
“Ouch. I’m sorry… wait I should not be saying that to you. Never mind forget I said anything.” He said.
“Well let’s go to my locker then we will go and find yours.” I say changing the subject.
“Okie dokie” He says. I just noticed that he still had his arm around my shoulder. It feels weird. I’ve never had a boyfriend, none of the boys in this school are worth it. Some boys asked me, but the answer is always no. I don’t feel like getting played.

We walk for what seems like hours of people staring at us as we walk until we finally reach my locker. I get my books out for first, second and third period. We find Dillon’s locker with no problem seeing it was only two lockers down from mine. We get his books at his lockers. With our school they don’t give you books when you go to the office on your first day they just put books in every empty locker and whenever a new student comes they give them a locker number.
“So are the teachers nice? Or should I be worried?” He said. He looks nervous, that’s pretty cute on a boy. You don’t really see a boy get nervous.
“Yes the teachers are amazingly nice. They are really cool, but if you get them mad then they will get mad. They don’t get mad easily though.” I tell him as we enter the door. I walk to the back, Dillon follows me since he doesn’t really know anyone else.
“So are you one of those girls that are good all the time.” He says looking around the room then to me.
“You mean like a teacher’s pet?” I don’t really know. I mean I don’t get in trouble every day, but I do get sent out sometimes.
“Yeah, I guess like a teachers pet.” He says smiling. Something I noticed about him is that he has a really nice smile. Like a perfect one. I have never seen such a pretty smile. If you – Ok seriously brain STOP! This is crazy.
“No I’m not a teacher’s pet. Yeah I’m good, but I do get sent out sometimes.” I say and I see a look of shock on his face. Is it really that shocking that I could get sent out of class?
“You get sent out? I thought you were going to be one of those goody-two-shoes.”
“Well I guess your mistaken” As I finished saying this the door opens and the teacher walked in.
“Ok class as some of you know we have a new student. Dillon Smith. Why don’t you stand up and say something about yourself?”
“Sure.” He stands up. “Hi, I’m Dillon. I live with my dad and my mom passed away a while ago. Jordan was the very first one I met here and so far it seems like she is my best friend. I think that’s it.” He says as he sits down. Did he really just tell everyone that I was his friend? Wow.
“Thank you Dillon. Ok class we have a test tomorrow so I would like you all to study tonight. Dillon, do you think you could have Jordan tutor you? Or would you feel more comfortable with not taking the test at all?” She asked him.
“I think I’ll have Jordan tutor me. If that’s ok with her.” He said back. Seriously what is up with him, it I got the chance to miss out on a test I would so take it.
“Ms. Harris? Is that alright with you?”
“Yes Ma’am.” I say back
“Ok class open your book to pages twenty three and twenty four.” And with that I was stuck with Dillon all day, Great.