Alice Dupree is only sixteen, she is probably the only girl in her middle class high school with natural straight black hair and blue-green eyes.

She is the only one to have grown up on real rock music and old-school punk, which means she knows that Back In Black is not just an album and "I Fought The Law" is not the only Clash hit. She alone has chosen these scenes as her own personal lifestyle, the others are following a two-week trend.

The others also despise her for everything she is. They hate her because she has all of these basic traits and a real natural lifestyle that doesn't involve changing her personality every fourteen days, they hate that while she didn't have to go buy some cheap dye from a WalMart, they did.

Alice was not as lonely as she may seem did have her own group of friends who stuck by her side when an elbow might have "accidently" slipped.

Alice's friends weren't exactly like her, they also had to buy their hair dye but they knew the music and the lifestyle and they didn't hate her for being who she was.

Among these gorgeous people of friends was Justin London. Justin was the most unique of them all, in his looks,personality, humor and everything else. Take for example his eyes, Justin has one grey eye and one blue eye, yes that was how he was born. Also his hair, it was carefully spiked in the back but flat in the front, almost like a faux hawk and a dead lock put into one amazing hairstyle, not to mention that it was dark blue almost black yet when the lights hit it just right it would get very bright.

Justin had the perfect build, he often joked about how he was training to be a body builder but it made him too lazy for his own good or just that he was too lazy to keep up with the training.

Alice and Justin spent most of their time with eachother, never running out of things to say or do with the non-stop inside jokes and love for Root Beer.

They looked after each other all the time, if one was in trouble the other would come to defend them even if it meant more trouble.

It was one day in particular that they would really discover how much they absolutely cared for each other in the deepest ways.

Justin was on his way to the last class of the day when he heard a crash from behind a set of stairs, he walked half way around the stairs to see what was going on when he saw three of the biggest rock star wannabes surrounding Alice.

Not knowing Justin was there, the girls continued kicking Alice while she was still on the ground, Justin dropped his books and pushed through the girls yelling for them to stop, to just stop hurting her. He crouched down beside Alice and gently smoothed her hair, she had passed out from the beating, her lip was cut and her cheek was bruised. Justin only wondered what damage the witch's did to her ribs and stomach.

He stroked her face and lifted her easily off the ground as the girls stood staring in mild disbelief.

"Why are you like, helping her? She is like, a total poser." One of the girls laughed

"Yeah she deserves to be like, hit some more for being so fake." Another girl with a fake vintage Queen shirt said in disgust.

"Get out of my way are the last people who should be saying anything about fakeness and posers."

Justin carried Alice all the way to the nurse and refused to leave until she woke up, when she did he still didn't leave, he just stared at her.

After that day, he never let Alice out of his sight and made sure she was always at his side, and she wouldnt have it any other way.