yes, i changed the title.
anyways...

Chapter 1


First day of school. Never an easy day. It didn't help that I had come from the rainy city of Vancouver and had just moved into Las Vegas, where nobody knew me. It hurt to leave all my friends behind, and I had a feeling that it would be hard to make new friends here.

"Have fun!" my dad shouted as I got out of the car. Ha ha, yeah right.

"Bye, Dad!" I yelled back. My dad drove away. I stood still for a second and stared at the tall building in front of me. I felt like crying. Why did my dad have to get a new job here? I wanted to go back home. However, I didn't have a choice.

I hesitantly entered the new school. It was HUGE. Much bigger than my old school. It was early in the morning, so there were barely any students there yet. But still, I felt nervous.

I knew where to go first: the office. With a bit of searching, I found it. When I got there, there was another girl talking to the secretary.

"Okay, here's your schedule," the secretary said to the girl, handing her a white sheet of paper.

"Uh, hi," I said shyly. I turned to the girl. "Are you new too?"

"Yeah," she said. "Where are you from?"

"Vancouver," I said.

"Wow, big change," she said.

"Tell me about it," I said. "I don't have any friends here. It's like a new beginning."

"I'll be your friend," the girl said to me. "I'm Angie. What's your name?"

"Lucy," I said.

"Nice to see you, Lucy," the secretary interrupted. "I have your schedule here." She handed me another white sheet of paper. "I asked a student to give you a tour of the school, but he isn't here ye--"

At that moment, a tall, skinny boy entered the room. He was sort of cute, and I could tell by the look on her face that Angie was immediately in love with him.

"Hi, I'm here," the boy said.

"Hi, George," the secretary said. "Do you mind showing these girls around?"

"Not at all," he said. "Come on, girls, let's go."

The three of us left the office together.

"So, you're George, right?" Angie asked as we walked down the first hallway.

"Sort of," the boy replied. "No one calls me George anymore except for a few teachers. I'd much rather have you call me Ryan. It's my middle name, but I like it a lot better than my first name."

"Okay, Ryan," Angie said. "I'm Angie. Nice to meet you."

"So this is the English department, and over there is the Math department," Ryan said as we walked along. Nearby, three other boys were standing around, talking and laughing.

"Excuse me, do you girls mind if I introduce you to a few of my friends?" Ryan asked.

"No problem," Angie said.

"Okay, girls, these are Brendon, Spencer and Jon," Ryan said.

"Hey," Jon said, waving. The other two were talking. From where I was standing, I could only see the back of Brendon's head. Then, suddenly, he turned around.

Oh. My. God.

He was the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen. He had amazing brown eyes and luscious, plump lips. We didn't have anyone who looked like him at my old school. I was starting to like this new school, a lot.

I couldn't bring myself to say anything, I was so enchanted by Brendon's looks. All I could do was smile at him. He smiled back at me. He had nice teeth, too. My heart just about melted.

"And what might YOU be doing?"

A voice from behind interrupted everything. I looked behind me. A tall, pretty, dark-haired girl was standing behind Ryan.

"They're the new kids," Ryan said to her.

"Oh, I see," the girl said. She gave Angie and I a very dirty look.

"Girls, this is Nicole...my girlfriend," Ryan said. He kissed her on the lips. I could feel Angie's heart sinking.

After a few seconds, Ryan pulled himself out of the kiss. "The bell's going to ring any minute now," he said. "You might want to get to your classes. You won't want to be late on your first day."

"Okay," I said. Angie and I headed off.

(Later- After first period)

"So what do you think of Ryan?" Angie asked me.

"He's alright," I said.

"He's adorable," Angie said. "I think I might be in love with him. It's too bad that he has a girlfriend, though. She didn't look very nice. I think I'm gonna--"

"Don't hate on her just because she's dating a guy you like," I said.

"Whatever," she said. "So, I'm getting the impression that you really liked that Brendon guy."

"Well...yeah," I said. "He can't possibly be single, though. He's too...perfect."

"You never know," Angie said.

I sighed.

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that was really good

Continue!!!!!
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yay!!! i liked it! i thnk its cool that teachers call Ryan George cuz teachers are lke that exept they always give me weird nicknames....one time i was called Magpie and i told her that although i do get distracted by sparkly things i don't collect them in my nest and she just laughed.

what was i saying? oh yeah its a good story!! keep on going!!!!!!!!!!!!

wow, thanks guys! i'll try to have chapter 2 done later on, if not it'll be posted in the next couple of days, promise.

yay!!!

so, since it's pouring rain outside and there's absolutely nothing better to do, here we go with the next chapter.


Chapter 2

-Angie's POV-

My next class was PE. I was always horrible at sports. This was going to be embarrassing.

As I left the changeroom, the first thing I saw was Nicole and a bunch of her friends chatting about God knows what. Nicole's gym shorts were so short, they were almost nothing. What a slut, I thought to myself.

I have to admit that I hated her. It wasn't just because of her and Ryan. She disgusted me in every possible way. Okay, so she was pretty, but that was about it.

The teacher split us into teams for volleyball. It was me and some girls I didn't know yet against Nicole and her friends. Nicole's team got the first serve.

As the teacher blew the whistle, the game began. Nicole spiked the ball in my direction. I didn't know what to do. I hadn't played volleyball in months. I just froze. Next thing I knew, the ball hit me in the face, knocking me to the ground.

All I could hear were footsteps and various cries of "Oh my God, are you okay?" Then I heard someone laughing. I bet it was Nicole.

"I'm fine," I said as I tried to stand up. My head was pounding. There was no way I could play now.

"Do you think you could still play?" the teacher asked me.

"Not a chance," I said. "My head hurts." Even if my head didn't hurt I would still have asked to sit out.

"Fine, then. Go sit on the bench," the teacher ordered.

I sat on the bench. The game restarted. I sat for a few minutes, watching Nicole and her friends constantly scoring against the other team. I couldn't stand to watch her any longer. While the teacher wasn't looking, I sneaked out of the gym.

I was going to see if I could find Lucy or Ryan or someone to talk to when I heard a noise coming from the PE storage closet. Curiously, I looked to see what it was. It was Ryan bouncing a basketball.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm on a spare, and I don't have anything to do so I just hang out here sometimes," he said.

"Yeah, because you like looking at all the girls in their gym shorts," I said with a laugh.

"No, that's not it," he said. He was totally lying. "I'm just bored."

"Oh, okay," I said. "Want to chat for a bit? I got hit by a volleyball and now my head hurts. Well, it doesn't hurt anymore, but the teacher doesn't need to know that."

Ryan giggled a little. He had a nice laugh. "Sure, why not," he said. We sat down on the floor next to each other.

"So, I don't have many friends here yet, so I'd kinda like to get to know you. Tell me a bit about yourself."

"Um, there isn't much to know about me," Ryan said. "I play in a band with the rest of the guys. I play guitar and write all the songs."

"That sounds cool," I said. "Maybe I'll come check you guys out sometime."

"That would be great," Ryan said. "So, what about you?"

"There really isn't much to know about me either," I said. "I'm a very boring person. I don't have any talents, or anything."

"I'm sure you're good at something," Ryan said.

"Doesn't seem like it," I said.

"Well, I can tell you one good thing about you," Ryan said. "You're really pretty."

I couldn't believe it. "Oh my goodness, thank you," I said. I had to return the favor. "I think you're kind of cute."

"Wow, thanks," he said. We stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds. I could tell what he was thinking: he wanted to kiss me. I started to lean in. He did the same. Our lips were now an inch away from each other, I closed my eyes--

"RYAN!!!"

It was Nicole. She had caught us. Oh no. I was doomed for life.

"Ryan, get over here NOW. We have to talk." She walked in, grabbed Ryan's hand and dragged him out of the storage closet, closing the door behind her. I pressed my ear to the door. All I could hear was Nicole screaming her lungs out at him.

***

-Lucy's POV-

I stared at my schedule. My next class was English, in room 122. Room 122 was nowhere to be found. I looked everywhere, but it was as if it didn't exist.

"Hey, do you know where room 122 is?" I asked a random person. She ignored me. Figures.

Suddenly, I noticed Brendon walking down the hall. I stopped him. "Hi Brendon...uh...do you happen to know where room 122 is?" I asked nervously. He was wearing glasses. They made him look sort of cute in a very nerdy kind of way. I still loved him. My heart was melting again.

"Room 122? Yeah, it's this way. Follow me," he said. He started walking in the opposite direction. I followed him.

"So, it's Lucy, right?" he asked as we walked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Okay, Lucy," he said. "Are you busy tonight?"

Oh my God, he was going to ask me out. I thought I was going to faint. "No, I'm not busy," I said. "Why?"

"Oh, once a week me and the guys go bowling, and I was wondering if you wanted to come. It's a lot of fun."

"That sounds great," I said. "I'll have to ask my parents, though. They're very protective of me."

"No problem," Brendon said. He stopped in front of a very small room. "Here's your room," he said.

"Thanks," I said. I smiled at him and took my seat. He smiled back at me and walked away. He was too perfect to be true. I was in love.

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(notice: things get a bit...err...steamy at the end of this chapter.)

Chapter 3

-Lunch break-Angie's POV-

Lucy and I were eating our lunch together.

"How's your first day going?" I asked.

"Amazing," Lucy said. "You won't believe what happened!"

"What?" I asked. The suspense was killing me.

"Brendon asked me out!!"

"Oh my God!" I shouted. Lucky her, she actually gets the guy she wants. "Congratulations!"

"Thanks," Lucy said. "Well, I don't know if it's really a date. We're going bowling with the guys. Does that count?"

"I think it does," I said.

"Cool," Lucy said. "So how about your day?"

I sighed. "It's...alright," I said.

Lucy could tell that something was wrong. "Aww, what happened?" she asked.

"Well...Ryan and I got really close, and he said he liked me, and he almost kissed me, and then Nicole walked in on us and spoiled the whole thing." I tried hard not to start crying.

"Oh," Lucy said. "Sorry to hear about that."

"She's a slut," I said. "You should have seen what she was wearing. Ryan deserves much better than her. She's the only thing that stands between me and Ryan becoming a couple...what do I do?" I was desperate.

"Umm...I don't know," Lucy replied. "I'm no relationship coach. Maybe just wait and see what happens between them. She might dump him if she knows that you two have something going on. Just wait and see what happens."

"I guess you're right," I said.

***

-Lucy's POV-After school-

Brendon gave me a ride to the bowling alley. The whole way there we talked about ourselves. He's really the sweetest guy I've ever known. And he can drive, which is a plus.

"Here we are," he said as he pulled into the parking lot. "This is okay with your parents, right?"

"Yeah, as long as I don't stay too long. They've invited some guests over to dinner tonight and I have to be there."

"No problem," said Brendon. "We're usually done by then anyways."

"Good," I said.

Our team consisted of me, Brendon, Jon, Spencer, Ryan and Nicole. Angie was totally right about Nicole. She was dressed like a whore. She also didn't seem to be in a good mood, and was very angry at Ryan. And yet, they would occasonally kiss. They confused me.

Brendon was first up. He rolled the ball down the alley and hit a strike.

"Yay Brendon!" I cheered. He was a good bowler!

"Thanks," he said. "Your turn now."

I nervously grabbed the ball and practically threw it. It went straight into the gutter. Nicole burst out laughing. No surprise there.

"Aw, nice try," Brendon said. "Next time."

Nicole was up next. She got a strike as well. What a showoff. She was practically good at everything. I felt like booing her but held it in. She sat back down and gave Ryan a kiss on the lips for about the fiftieth time.

The next couple of hours were spent bowling, laughing and having a lot of fun. I got a gutter ball almost every time, while Brendon and Nicole almost always got strikes. In the end, it was Brendon who came out on top, with Nicole in second. I was last, as expected.

"Congratulations," I said as we walked outside.

"Oh, it's nothing. I win all the time," Brendon said. "Do you have a ride home?"

"Yeah, my parents should be here to pick me up any minute," I said.

"Oh," said Brendon. "Lucy...I have to tell you something."

"What is it?" I asked. Everyone else had started on their way home already. It was quiet now.

"I...I love you," Brendon said.

"Brendon, I have to tell you...I love you too." That was hard to say.

Brendon took my hand and pulled me in close to him. Our lips touched.

I didn't have much experience with kissing, but I would still consider him a very good kisser. The moment was perfect in every single way. His lips felt...good. Suddenly, our precious moment was interrupted by the honking of a car horn. I pulled away from him immediately.

"What's the matter?" Brendon asked.

"My parents are here," I said. "I'm in trouble now." What would they think of seeing me kiss a boy they didn't know?

"You'll be fine," Brendon said. "I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."

"Bye Brendon," I said, trying to smile. I didn't think to look and see if he smiled back at me like he usually did. I rushed into the car.

***

-After bowling-Ryan's POV-

"Hi, Dad, I'm home," I called as Nicole and I entered my house.

"Hi," my dad mumbled back to me.

Nicole and I ran upstairs to my bedroom, shut the door and sat down on my bed.

"Again, I'm sorry," I said.

"Are you sure?" Nicole said.

"I'm sure," I said. "She's just a friend. I'll never be able to love anyone but you." That was a lie. At the moment, I actually loved Angie more, but I couldn't possibly betray Nicole.

"I hope so," said Nicole. She hesitated for a few seconds. "Hey Ryan, do you want to..."

She had been asking about this for a while. I figured it was about time we actually did it. I had to prove to her somehow that I still really did love her.

"Okay," I said.

We slipped under the covers.

-

so just so you all know, i'm getting my top wisdom teeth removed tomorrow morning and i have absolutely no idea when the next chapter will be up. i hope it'll be soon.

wow Nicole's a whore. its a shame to all people named Nicole!! I have a friend named Nicole and she's really awesome.

I also really suck at bowling....ah well, its fun anyway!!!

cheers for Lucy and Brendon, Boo Ryan and Nicole!!!!

i know it's a shame to all people named Nicole, i've met a lot of Nicoles and some of them were nice people, but this Nicole is named after a total bitch from my school, so...yeah.

hey there...i love ur fanfic!...plz plz plz update soon!

omg that was so awsome!!! write more!!!

so i just had my top wisdom teeth removed, and i feel really, really weird, and i have nothing better to do than to keep writing, so here you go.


Chapter 4

-Lucy's POV-After bowling-

"Who's he?" my Mom, Barbara, asked me on the way home. My dad wasn't speaking to me, which usually meant he was angry.

"His name is Brendon," I said. "He's really sweet."

"I see," my Mom said. "Did you just meet him today? I don't want you rushing into a relationship."

"Well, yeah, we just met," I said. "But seriously, he's perfect. It was like love at first sight."

"I don't know about that," my Mom said. "I just don't think he's right for you."

"Mom, you haven't even met him," I said. I didn't see what could possibly be wrong with him.

"Fine then. Get him to come home with you tomorrow. I'd like to meet this 'perfect' guy."

"Okay, then I will!" I said.

We pulled into the driveway of our new house.

"The Johnsons should be her any minute," My Mom said as we got inside. "Go make yourself look nice before they get here. Since Mr. Johnson is your father's new boss, we want to give off a good impression. By the way, he has a son around your age. I'm sure he's very nice."

"Sure, whatever," I said.

I went to the bathroom, quickly ran a brush through my hair, put on a bit of mascara, and admired myself in the mirror for a second when the doorbell rang.

"Oh, hello there!" I heard coming from the front door. I rushed to the door. A tall man, his wife, and a boy with spiky hair and glasses entered.

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Barbara," my Mom said, shaking hands with the man's wife. She turned to me. "Lucy, this is Freddy," she said.

Freddy handed me a dandelion. It looked like he had picked it from the front yard. "For you," he said. He gave me a huge smile. He had braces. Oh, God.

"Thanks," I said. "I'm just gonna go, uh, put it in water." I ran all the way to my bedroom, threw the dandelion in the trash and came running back.

Everyone was sitting around the dinner table. I took my seat.

"So Lucy," my mom said, "Freddy is on the honor roll at his school."

"That's nice," I said, pretending to be interested.

"Are you busy tomorrow night?" Freddy asked me.

"Yes, actually," I said. "I'm pretty much busy every night this week."

"I didn't know that," my Dad but in.

"Oh, um, I forgot to tell you," I said. "I'm, uh, helping the librarian sort, uh, books."

"That's nice," my Mom said.

"Oh, well I was thinking that we could maybe get together some time," Freddy said.

"Sorry, it's not gonna happen," I said.

***

-The next day-Angie's POV-

I had PE yet again the next morning. I expected it to be exactly the same as yesterday's torture. However, Nicole didn't seem to being doing as well today.

It was my turn to serve the ball. It landed sort of close to Nicole. I expected her to go running and hit it back. She didn't move. I noticed she looked pale. She then held up her hand and called the teacher over.

"Miss, I feel sick," she said. "May I be excused?"

"Of course," the teacher said.

Nicole ran off. She looked like she was about to throw up.

***

-Lunch break-Lucy's POV-

Me, Angie and the guys met for lunch that day.

"Hey, Lucy," Brendon said as I sat down beside him. He kissed me lightly on the forehead.

"Hey Brendon," I said. "Is it okay for you to come over to my house after school? My parents want to meet you."

"No problem," said Brendon.

"Hey, where's Nicole?" Ryan asked. "She said she would meet me here."

"Oh, didn't I tell you?" said Angie. "She looked really sick during PE. I think she went home."

"Oh," said Ryan. "That's too bad."

Suddenly, I heard a random tinkly melody playing out of nowhere. Ryan pulled out his cellphone.

"Excuse me for a second," he said. He answered his phone. "Hello?...Hi, what's up, where are you?...Oh, my God. No way...What are you gonna do?...I don't know, that's your decision...I'll talk to you later, okay? Bye." All I heard from the other end was a girl screaming. Ryan looked worried.

"Angie," Ryan said. "We have to talk."