Okay guys this is my first story, and I know the first few chapters are a little slow, but I swear down it gets better, so pleeeease don't stop after just chapter one. If you are coulda at least review and tell me why? I love reviews actually, so anyone and everyone if ya would :D thanks x

Chapter 1

'Hey I'm Mia.' She gave me a quick passing smile as she flicked her hair.

'Charlotte,' I said, taking her outstretched hand and shaking it. She gave a curt nod to the two girls standing next to me; Hannah and Tasha. Hannah wore a red skirt that just about covered her butt, with a light shirt and a blatant overdose of makeup. From what I could tell, her face had a permanent sneer in place. She had her dirty blonde hair tied in a messy bun on top of her head. Tasha seemed more toned down, wearing just a pair of skinny jeans and a baggy tank top.

'I assume you're new, seeing as you haven't reacted with any sort of aversion yet to me,' she said wryly. I cocked an eyebrow and looked at her.

'Why would I?' She glanced at the two standing next to me, so I took the chance to appraise her. She had fairly dark brunette hair hanging in curls, just past her shoulders. She was wearing denim shorts and a camouflage vest top. There was no other thing to say but that she was stunning. She had strong cheek bones and big brown eyes… which caught me checking her out.

'Like what you see?' she smirked at me and placed a hand on her hip.

'Now is probably a good time to leave before you have to hear anything more from her.' Hannah said scornfully. Mia grinned widely.

'Don't worry girls, it's not infectious… but I'm sure I could contaminate you anyway,' she laughed, 'You know what? I might even aim for an epidemic.' She winked at me, before sashaying away, as I looked at them all in confusion.

'It's best to stay away from people like her.' Hannah sneered as she started to lead me down the corridor. I wanted to ask what she meant but we had made it, to what was to be my new form room, just as a teacher entered. Hannah and Tasha walked me up to the desk at the front of the class and stopped in front of the now seated teacher.

'Miss, this is Charlotte. She's the new girl in your form.' Hannah said with disdain as she looked down at the messy desk in front of her. She lifted her hand slightly, in what I assumed was a wave and then exited to get to her own form room, ignoring Tasha completely. The young slightly disorganised blonde teacher looked up at me, Tasha and then Hannah's retreating back in amusement.

'So it took two of you to bring her here? You must be either very important or already very popular,' she smiled at me. I grinned sheepishly and shrugged.

'Hannah's her guide, but since it's my form I thought I'd just tag along as a groupie.' Tasha said pleasantly. The teacher chuckled and then held out her hand.

'It wouldn't look right for a teacher to be a groupie so I'll leave that to Tash. Anyway, I'm Miss Wilex, your form tutor.' I shook it and smiled. I was joining the school at the beginning of the second term, and I appreciated that she'd decided not to bring up why. At a closer look, she looked like she was barely out of university; maybe in her early twenties. Tasha ushered me to a couple of free seats, a few seats from the front. A couple of other kids in the class, glanced up to look at me with interest, but were prevented from saying anything, by Miss Wilex talking.

'All have good memories of the weekend? Good. Hold on to them as you make your way through this next week. It'll make it go so much quicker.' She gave a quirky smile, as the class chuckled. 'Okay anyway, there's a new star in our class, Charlotte Lloyd. Hound and bombard her with attention and questions after I'm done here,' She went through the register, and managed to hold the classes attention all the way through her notices, before she was interrupted by the door opening, and a slim brunette walked through the door, holding a Starbucks coffee.

'Ah shit, Wilex I couldn't find those Tampons. Sorry, but at your age you'd think you'd remember these things,' Mia sighed dramatically, as she headed towards her seat at the back. She glanced at me sitting in the room and smiled sweetly in my direction, before parking herself in her seat.

'Now if I'm not correct, we did hear something along those lines a couple of months ago,' Miss Wilex said, as a couple of the other students nodded. 'Nice try Mia, but I'm not letting you off your late mark if it's not original.'

'I'm normally so good at this, but today really can't be counted as my fault.' Mia took a sip of her coffee and shrugged. Miss Wilex raised an eyebrow in question. Mia glanced at me before smiling.

'Isn't it obvious? I totally met the new girl on my way to Starbucks, and my mind was so wrapped up on my walk back, thinking about what great friends we're gonna be, that I didn't use the time to wisely think up a good excuse.'

'Hmm… Interesting. The question now is whether the new girl supports your statement. I hope you made a good first impression. What says you, new girl?' The teacher along with the rest of the class looked in my direction.

'Oh it's definitely true. When we met, we had this intense connection that was like, how are we not friends? I'm not surprised she couldn't stop thinking about me.' I smirked and then frowned. I was teasing, but I hoped the class didn't just get a really bad first impression of me. When everyone laughed, I gave a small sigh in relief and smiled. I ducked my head then. I was trying to blend in. Miss Wilex shrugged in defeat, and proceeded to mark Mia as present. As the bell went, everyone got up and shuffled out of the classroom. Mia caught up to me, as I just made it out the door and grinned.

'Thanks for that.'

'No problem,' I glanced at her almost empty Starbucks cup, 'but you owe me a Starbucks next time.' She looked at me for a second before chuckling.

'Sure, I can handle that.' She waved and started to walk in the opposite direction towards her first class.

'Oh,' she cupped her hands to shout back as she retreated, 'and I totally meant every word I said earlier,' She winked one last time before turning the corner. I could feel my cheeks turning slightly red, but I smiled. I felt a light tug on my jumper and saw Tasha gesturing for me to hurry up, as class was nearly starting.