Chapter 6

Brielle's POV

I was standing in front of the school after my grandparents dropped me off. Blue Ridge High School. They both wanted to come with me, so I don't feel alone. I liked the idea, so I had no problem with it. It made this whole transition a little less lonely. Now that they were gone, I felt out of place. I was thinking about whether I should go inside or runoff. I watched as students were walking inside, chatting and laughing.

Well, it was not anything new. I didn't have any friends besides Tony. I sighed and began walking inside. The halls were filled with students who seemed to take notice of the new girl in town...or school.

Come on Brie. Don't be nervous. There is nothing to be scared of. Don't look anyone in the eye. Just walk through. I tightened the strap of my bag and went through the crowd that parted as the sea did for Moses. Whispers about speculations about my identity were heard, but I made it my mission to get to the principal's office. Thank God I was not wearing anything uncomfortable. I was wearing an oversize mesh tee with a bra, straight jeans, and Nike sneakers.

I picked the outfit out in the morning because I had forgotten last night. I was too engrossed in my mother's diary. I couldn't put the first one down. I ended up reading through them all. All I can say after that is that love changes. Happily ever afters doesn't happen for everyone. They were not made for each other after all.

I somehow found myself standing in front of the principal's office. I took a breath and knocked on the door. I heard an indistinct voice telling me to come in.

I opened the door and entered the office. I was met by a middle-aged woman in a two-piece formal suit, a tight ponytail, and rimmed glasses on the bridge of a very straight nose. The scowl on her face looked permanent. I swallowed my nerves.

" Who might you be," she asks straight to the point.

" My name is Brielle Johnson and I just transferred here for my senior year."

She pressed the intercom. " Priscilla. Get somebody to come to my office," she barked, startling me. I've never heard a woman sound so rough.

Priscilla, on the other hand, calmly agreed on sounding like she was too used to the tone the principal used. I could never get used to that without getting an ear bleed. I stood awkwardly fidgeting with my fingers and shifting my weight between both legs. I was afraid to take a seat and wait because of this lady's no-nonsense attitude. She would chew me out so I remained standing as she kept going through some papers in front of her like I wasn't even in the room.

A few minutes later, the door opened behind me and I turned to see who it was. A boy, who is about 6ft tall, stood before me with a goofy smile on his.

" You! What are you doing here? I didn't call for you," the principal admonished him with a scowl.

" I didn't want to come either, but I heard there was a new girl in school, so I thought I would come and see her," he replied with a smirk, his willful gaze focusing on my way.

I got a chance to inspect him. He is a tall, lean guy. His hair was short. His brown eyes shamelessly stared at me making me uncomfortable, but I didn't show him that. He was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, brown cargo shorts, and Jordan sneakers.

" Take a picture babe. It lasts longer," he teased me.

" I wasn't starting," I say defensively.

" Sure sure. Anyway, why did you call me here," he said, taking his attention back to the principal.

" Show the girl around, and you had better behave yourself, or I'll extend your punishment by a month."

" Yes, mam. It would be my pleasure." He eagerly opened the door and gestured for me to walk out first. We walked down the hall with him beside me. He caught me off guard when he threw his arm around me.

" So, I have seen a new face in a very long time. Does the face have a name?" he asks. I roughly removed his arm and moved away from him.

" My name is Brielle Johnson and I would appreciate it if you focused on the task at hand."

He smiles mischievously. " Mmh, straight to the point, are we? Alright then, I'll do as you wish."

With that, he showed me around the school without doing anything inappropriate. I was surprised by that. He came off as someone who would not listen to someone easily. I thought I would have to kick him on the shin or slap him a few times, but I guess this went alright. The last stop was my class, which was English.

" Here you are," he said. " I hope I was of assistance to you. I'll be gone now." He left me standing at the door just like that. No funny remarks or mischief. He was acting really strangely to the person I saw the first time. As I said, he didn't really strike me as someone who is obedient. I shook off my thoughts. Whatever it is, it has nothing to do with me.

I entered the class and, as expected, everyone stared at me like I was another species. I went over to the teacher and informed her that I was the new student.

" Class. Please welcome Miss Brielle Johnson. She is a transfer student."

The class went quiet and all they did was stare. I was already nervous, so I took the initiative to introduce myself. I couldn't just continue standing there like a frozen chicken.

" Uh... Hello everyone. My name is Brielle Johnson and I have just moved here from Clairefield. I hope I am welcome to this school. We all get along. Thank you."

Brief and simple. I didn't want you to drag it out to hobbies and what nots

No one said anything and just kept staring at me while others whispered among themselves about me. I was used to this, so I wasn't at all bothered.

" You can go take a seat, Miss. You are welcome," the teacher said, a little embarrassed by the student's behavior. The back seats of the class were unoccupied, so I went to a seat over there. The rest of the class was a blur. I was beginning to feel out of place. The other students looked at me and whispered among themselves. I said I wasn't bothered, but still, I hated being the topic of discussion. If someone's got something to say about me, it's me. They should say it too.

The bell rang signaling lunchtime. I followed the other students to the full cafeteria. As you can imagine in any school, there are hierarchical groups. The popular group consists of insanely handsome boys and barbie girls in slutty clothes. The nerds who bring books to the table, weirdos who look like they are going through a lot. The athletic crew is howling and hooting. And then loners like me who wish to be anywhere else but here. I made my way to the counter and got myself a cheeseburger and a soda with a mini fruit salad.

I took my tray of food and went to an empty table, trying my best to avoid the eyes that were almost burning holes in me. Right now, I wish I was invisible. I decided to zone out and just eat my meal. It was all going well and everyone was finally minding their own business. That's until I saw a shadow before and my piece was disturbed. I slowly raised my head to see who stood in front of me.

My eyes went up to the figure clad in black jeans to a graphic shirt. My eyes ended up locking with golden brown eyes. I leaned back to get a clear view. My mouth unconsciously opened in shock. His full pink lips were begging for attention. His jaw was sharp as a knife. Standing in front of me was the most handsome boy I'd seen since I stepped into this town. I was making it obvious that I was mesmerized, but I just couldn't help it. As if my reaction was involuntary.

" Mate!" he growled out to me. What the hell? Did he just growl? I couldn't say anything to the guy. I probably looked like a fish out of water. What is wrong with me? I never act this thirsty over a boy, no matter how good-looking they are. So why am I acting like that? Through the corner of my eyes, I could see that this scene had gained everyone's attention. Something I don't want on my freaking first day of school. Oh, great. Just what I needed.

I shook my head and got hold of myself. I was about to tell the boy off but something strange happened again. I beautiful girl came over to my table standing next to the unknown boy and glared at me viciously. If looks could kill, I would be no more. What's with her anyway? What's with both of them?

" We need to talk," she says firmly to the guy in front of me, without leaving space for argument and dragging him away. I looked behind me to see them in the cafeteria. I am confused and annoyed as hell. What was that about? I don't need that damn drama. Whatever that was.