A/N: Well, this is the first original story I've posted, so hopefully it's not horrible. I should warn anyone who reads this that I'm terrible with updating and I have no idea where this story is going. I'm having fun with it though, so I will update. Ummm¼there are some anime-esque things in this story, such as unnatural hair color and there will probably be references to Anime, since I'm obsessed with it. Thanks!! Please read and review.

Warnings (for all chapters): Slash (m/m), swearing, random insanity, that's about it for now. If you don't like slash, don't read. Flames will be laughed at and then ignored.

Reviews and constructive criticism are very much appreciated!!

Claimer: I own these characters and the plot. Do not use them without my permission.

A/N 2: As of 3-3-06 this chapter has been edited and I changed some things.

Chapter 1

18-year-old Paige Chandler absently stared out the window of his fourth period Calculus class. He knew that he really should be paying attention, he was struggling in the class already, but he just couldn't seem to concentrate on anything today, and anyway, it wasn't like calculus was a particularly thrilling subject to begin with. 'Who comes up with this stuff?' Paige wondered as the teacher droned on about limits or something. Paige was startled out of his musings by a particularly hard poke to his back.

Paige blinked and looked around, noticing Mr. Walters, standing over him. "Huh?" he mumbled.

"Thank you for joining us Mr. Chandler," Mr. Walters said dryly. "Now, if you don't mind, do you think you could answer the question for us, please?"

Paige blushed as the class laughed. "Sorry sir, could you please repeat the question?" he asked softly, blushing harder.

"What is the limit of F(x)X3-8 as X approaches 3?"

"Um, 4?" Paige guessed.

"Wrong, Mr. Chandler, it's 19. Maybe if you had been paying attention you would have known the answer, don't you think?"

Paige sighed, "Yes, sir," he replied. The bell rang then; cutting off anything else that the teacher was planning on saying.

Paige gathered up his books and headed out of class and to the locker he shared with his best friend, Katrina Murry. He quickly spun the combination for his lock and pulled open the locker, shoving his calc and history books in and pulling out his literature book and his lunch. "Wait!" a voice called just as he was about to close the door.

Paige turned to see Katrina running toward him. He smiled at his friend and shook his head. "You're such a slowpoke Kat." he told her with a grin.

Katrina stuck her tongue out at her best friend. "I was talking to Brian Mathers about our history project, so there!" she said as she shoved her stuff into the locker and grabbed what she needed. "Ready?" she asked, slamming the locker door shut.

"Yup, let's go," Paige answered, following her down the hall.

"What was with you in Calc? You were really out of it today," Trina said, shooting her friend a worried look.

"Paige!" Alice, or Allie as she preferred to be called, Jennings exclaimed as she let go of her friend and dropped to the floor. "I missed you terribly!"

"Allie, it's only been two hours since you saw me," Paige said, rolling his eyes at the petite blonde.

"Those were the longest two hours of my life!" Allie exclaimed dramatically.

"All right, that's it, no more drama classes for Allie," Chase Murry said, joining the group.

Allie stuck her tongue out at her friend.

"I asked him why he was so spaced out today," Katrina answered for Paige, pushing her black hair out of her eyes with a frustrated sigh.

Paige shrugged. "I dunno. I just couldn't concentrate today."

"Are you feeling all right?" Chase started to ask but was cut off by his sister.

"Jeremy! Over here!" Trina called, waving to a black-haired teen that the other three didn't know. "Guys, this is Jeremy Walker. He's new here and he's in my art class," Trina said when the boy had joined them. "Jeremy, these are my friends, Paige Chandler and Allie Jennings, and my twin brother Chase."

"Hey," Jeremy said, looking slightly nervous.

"Hi," the other teens chorused.

"Paigey!" a voice exclaimed, startling the five teens. The owner of the voice bounced up to the group and enthusiastically ruffled Paige's blond hair.

"Libby," Paige said, pushing his hair out of his eyes, "was that really necessary?"

"Yup!" Liberty, more commonly known as Libby, Watson replied with a grin, amber eyes sparkling behind a curtain of silvery blonde bangs. At first glance Liberty appeared to be a girl with long silvery blonde hair and big amber eyes. In actuality, Liberty was a guy, just a very pretty guy. His hair reached the tops of his thighs and his bangs reached his chin, framing a heartbreakingly beautiful face. Libby was also one of the biggest flirts in the entire school.

Paige sighed at his friend's antics as Katrina introduced Libby to Jeremy.

"Hi!" Libby said cheerfully, beaming at the new boy.

"Hey," Jeremy said uncertainly, not quite sure what to make of the teen.

"You're cute," Libby said with a grin, startling Jeremy and causing him to blush.

"Don't mind him," Chase said, pulling Liberty away before he could traumatize Jeremy even more. "He flirts with everyone."

"I'm going to save our table and some seats," Paige announced, "you can sit with us if you want to Jeremy," he added shyly.

Jeremy nodded. "Thanks," he said.

"Okay," Chase said, dragging Libby with him as he went to find Trina and Allie who had mysteriously disappeared. "We'll meet you guys in a few."

"All right," Paige called after him in response. "C'mon," he said softly to Jeremy, becoming nervous without his friends, "the cafeteria's always packed and you have to save seats if you want to sit."

Jeremy nodded. "It was like that at my old school too, except we had a quad outside and could eat there unless it was winter," he said as he followed Paige to the cafeteria.

"Really? That's cool," Paige murmured shyly, he wasn't very good at conversations and didn't want to sound stupid. "Unfortunately we don't have a quad and we're not allowed to eat outside. It would be nice if we could though. The cafeteria wouldn't be so crowded."

The two teens entered the cafeteria and Paige scanned the tables to see if their usual table was empty. "Mally!" he called, waving to the dark-haired teen that was part of his group of friends.

Mallory Cambell looked up as Paige and Jeremy approached the table. "Hey, Paige," he said, "who's your friend?"

"Oh! Mallory, this is Jeremy Walker, he's new here and he's in Trina's art class. Jeremy, this is Mallory Cambell."

"Hi," Mallory said.

"Hey," Jeremy replied.

"Hey people!" two voices chorused.

Courtney Bines and Delaney Maxwell joined the three teens and Paige introduced them to Jeremy.

Delaney turned to Jeremy after everyone had sat down. "So, you had the misfortune of meeting our KitKat on your first day. You poor, poor thing," he said with a grin.

Courtney shot Jeremy a sympathetic look. "Your sanity may never be the same again," he said, shaking his head sadly.

Jeremy laughed. "She's not that bad. Kinda hyper though."

"Hyper's not exactly the right term," Chase said as he and Liberty joined them. "Psycho, mentally unbalanced, insane, now those are better terms."

"What was that oh dearest brother of mine?" Katrina asked as she and Allie joined the group. "Did you by chance, just happen to say that I was insane?"

"Of course not. Why ever would I say such a thing?" Chase asked, looking shocked.

"Sure you didn't, that's what they all say," Trina said, eyeing her twin skeptically.

Chase gave Trina a look of exaggerated innocence.

"Welcome to another lunch with Trina and Chase. Please hold onto your sanity at all times. We will not be held responsible if you lose it," Courtney said with an expression of mock seriousness.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here guys," Brett Anders, the captain and quarterback of the football team said as he and four other football players approached Paige and his friends. "The Fag Squad." Brett's friends laughed as if that was the funniest thing they had ever heard. "Well, lookey here, there's a new member too. How sweet. Is he your boyfriend Chandler?" Brett said mockingly.

Paige felt himself start to blush and ducked his head. Brett didn't actually know that he was gay and Paige wanted to keep it that way.

"Leave Paige alone Anders," Katrina growled in her friend's defense.

Brett ignored her and continued taunting Paige. "Bet he's who you were thinking about in calc today. Do you have a date tonight? Are you gonna go home and paint your nails and do your hair? I bet you bought a new dress just for tonight," Brett taunted, his friends snickering in the background.

"You mean they let you into a Calculus class?" Jeremy asked incredulously. "I guess you're smarter than you look."

"What was that, freak?" Brett snarled in response, glaring menacingly at Jeremy.

"You must be smarter than you look. Because you look about as intelligent as a piece of chalk," Jeremy replied dryly, unfazed by Brett.

"Why you-" Brett started to growl out when he was interrupted by a teacher.

"Is there a problem here?" Kouji Haruyama, the Japanese History and Culture teacher, asked as he approached the teens.

"No sir," the group chorused and Brett and his lackeys left.

The teacher looked skeptically at the group of teens but nodded and went back to patrolling the cafeteria.

"Thanks," Paige told Jeremy after the teacher had left.

"You don't have to thank me," Jeremy said. "I just can't stand small-minded bigots like him."

Paige smiled slightly. "Thanks anyway," he said softly.

Jeremy shrugged. "No problem."

"You don't have a problem with someone being gay then?" Trina asked, eyeing Jeremy warily.

"No," Jeremy replied, shooting Trina a confused look. "I'm not like that guy, Anders or whatever his name is. I don't take it as a 'personal insult to my masculinity' or whatever. Besides my brother's gay. I live with him and his boyfriend. Now, I have a question for you, Paige and you don't have to answer if you don't want to, but are you gay?"

Paige ducked his head and nodded. "Yeah, but Brett Anders and his fellow jocks don't know. They just like to pick on me," he said softly.

"They're bastards, plain and simple," a new voice said.

The group looked up at the two newcomers and Jeremy found himself staring. The teen that had spoken was the taller of the two and had black hair that was so dark it looked blue and blue violet eyes. However, it was the smaller of the two that had caught Jeremy's attention. Large, bright green eyes were set in a delicate elfin face that was framed by brilliant cerulean blue hair that tumbled past slender hips. He or she, for Jeremy wasn't sure if the amazing creature was male or female, was captivating.

"Yoo hoo, earth to Jeremy. Hello! Is anyone in there?" Liberty called, waving a hand in front Jeremy's face, snapping the black-haired teen back into reality. "You were starting to drool," Liberty said with a grin.

Jeremy blushed. "I-I-Um th-th-um I didn't —" he started to stutter.

"Don't worry," Mallory interrupted, "he has that effect on everyone."

"Fox, River, this is Jeremy Walker. Jeremy, these are Fox Archer and River Anderson," Katrina said. "Jeremy just moved here and he's in my art class," she added.

Fox just nodded, blue-violet eyes narrowed in a glare. River on the other hand smiled brightly, green eyes shining. "Hi! It's nice to meet you."

"H-Hi," Jeremy managed to stutter. He glanced at Fox and paled at the glare the other teen was giving him. "I-I'm sorry that I stared like that. It was rude."

River waved it off. "It's all right. I'm used to it. You don't need to apologize. Are you all right? You don't look well," he added, noticing how pale the other boy was. River followed Jeremy's gaze and sighed when he saw the reason for Jeremy's paleness. "Fox stop glaring like that! You're scaring him!"

Fox looked at River before looking down at his food.

"Don't mind Fox, he can be a bit over-protective and possessive at times," River said with a reassuring smile.

Jeremy nodded and started to eat.

"What class do you have next?" Paige asked Jeremy curiously.

"English," Jeremy replied shortly, angry with himself for his behavior.

"Oh," Paige said softly, "so do I."

Jeremy turned to look at Paige. The blond was staring down at his lunch and absently pushing his food around with his fork. "What's wrong?" he asked, looking concerned. The little blond looked on the verge of tears.

"If I'm bothering you, you can tell me. I don't mean to be a nuisance," Paige mumbled.

"What? Bothering me?" Jeremy said confusedly, "why would you think that?" Suddenly Jeremy's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, Paige, you're not bothering me. I'm sorry I snapped at you. I was angry with myself, not you."

"Oh," Paige said softly, not convinced.

"Really. You're not a bother. I was mad at the way I acted. I'm sorry if I upset you," Jeremy said, trying to convince the blond that he wasn't annoyed with him.

Paige looked up and smiled slightly. "Okay," he said softly.

River moved to the seat next to Paige and smiled cheerfully at his friend. "Smile Paigey! Don't be sad!"

Paige turned to his friend and forced a small smile. "Hey River."

River sighed. "We really need to work on your self-esteem, love."

Paige just shrugged.

River sighed and pouted. "Paigey . . . smile please? For me?" he pleaded. When Paige turned to look at River again, the blue haired teen looked at Paige with impossibly big, sorrowful green eyes.

Paige couldn't help but smile. River looked absolutely adorable when he gave someone puppy eyes.

"Yay! Paigey smiled!" River exclaimed happily, hugging Paige tightly. "There, now was that so hard?" he asked when he released Paige.

"That's what I thought. So be happy! Sad bad . . . happy good!"

"Riv, how much sugar have you had today?" Paige asked his bouncy friend.

"We had cappuccinos and biscotti in Italian today and I had two bowls of Cocoa Pebbles for breakfast," River replied happily.

River stuck his tongue out at Paige and bounced over to Jeremy. "And you," he said hands on his hips. "Don't beat yourself up cause you thought you were rude, like I said, I'm used to it. And don't mind Fox, he's just overprotective."

"Well, sorry anyway. I still feel bad," Jeremy said, looking up at the blue haired teen.

"S'okay," River said with a shrug and turned to glare up at his boyfriend who had come up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist possessively. "Apologize to Jeremy for glaring at him for no reason. That was rude."

"I had a reason. He was staring at you like all those other assholes do." Fox said, glaring at Jeremy.

River sighed. "He apologized and he feels bad, therefore he's not one of those "assholes" as you put it. Anyway, like I said, I am used to it. So apologize."

Fox stayed silent. He was being stubborn and he knew it, but he hated when people stared at his boyfriend like he was a piece of meat. He tightened his arms around River and rested his chin on top of his head. He wouldn't let anyone hurt the delicate teen that he loved more than anything, ever.

River waited for a few minutes before turning to face his boyfriend. "Fox," he said softly, "please . . . for me?"

Fox looked down at River and sighed, he never could deny him anything. "Okay," he murmured softly.

River smiled up at him and stood on his tiptoes to give Fox a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."

Fox looked up at Jeremy and sighed, he knew that he should give the other teen a chance. "Sorry. I can be overprotective of River sometimes."

Jeremy nodded. "It's all right."

River beamed happily. "There, now we're all friends."

"You know, lunch is starting to become a soap opera," Courtney said.

"Yeah," Delaney said with a grin. "Next time on Love in the Cafeteria . . . Mallory declares his love for Trina, who turns him down and tells everyone that she's been secretly dating Mr. Haruyama for the past six months-"

"No! You found out! I thought we hid it so well!" Katrina wailed dramatically, flinging herself back into her chair, causing the aforementioned chair to tip back and nearly fall. "EEEPP!" Trina wailed as she fought to right her chair.

The group and the majority of the cafeteria just stared at Katrina as she finally managed to right herself. "What!?" Katrina mumbled indignantly, "Can't a girl nearly fall over backwards in her chair without everyone staring!?"

"As I was saying," Delaney said, bringing his friends' attention back to him. "Kat will admit that she's been secretly dating Mr. Haruyama and Mally will be crushed because he's been harboring a secret love for her for years. Ally will reveal that she's madly in love with River, who, as we all know, is in love with Fox. So Allie will be crushed too. Chase and Libby will admit their love for one another, we'll find out from an outside source that Paige is dating Courtney's aunt's sister's daughter's ex-husband's girlfriend's best friend's next door neighbor's brother-in-law's second cousin twice removed. Ummm . . . let's see . . . Me and Courtney will elope and Jeremy, Allie, and Mally will form a threesome."

"Hmm . . . nobody died," Chase pointed out.

"Well, yeah silly. You gotta wait until Thursday for that," Delaney said, rolling his eyes.

The table broke into laughter. Well, everyone except Jeremy who was just sort of staring at the group of teens he seemed to have fallen in with. Jeremy blinked when he felt a hand on his arm and turned toward said hand's owner.

Paige was still laughing but he managed to calm himself down enough to attempt to reassure Jeremy. "Don't worry. Lunch is always like this. You'll get used to it."

Jeremy shook his head. "And I thought my friends from my old school were strange. My sanity may never be the same again."

"Ahh . . . who needs sanity anyway," Trina said with a grin.

The bell rang then, signaling the end of lunch.

"Back to class . . . fun, fun," Allie sighed as the group gathered their stuff.

"Yeah and we get to read more of Othello today! Yippee!" Chase mumbled sarcastically.

"Do you have McDaniels for English?" Paige asked Jeremy as they threw their trash away and fought through the crowd to escape the cafeteria.

"Uh . . . yeah. I think so." Jeremy said, digging through his messenger bag for his schedule. "Yup, English IV, 5-6 period with McDaniels."

"You're with me, Trina, Chase, Riv and Fox, and Allie," Paige told Jeremy. "Laney, Courtney, Mally, and Libby all have English with Mrs. Pierce.

"Our English class is much better, so don't worry," Allie cheerfully informed Jeremy. "Mr. McDaniels is the Drama Club/Team instructor. He's really nice and his classes are always fun!"

"It's nice to know that I'm thought of so highly," a voice said from behind the teens.

"What? Were you worried you were on the top ten most hated teachers list this year or something?" Trina said with a grin as she turned to face the person who had spoken. "Honestly Mr. McDaniels, everyone loves your classes. You have nothing to worry about."

The young teacher laughed. "That's always nice to know," he said with a grin, gold eyes shining with mirth from behind the thin wire-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

"Mr. McDaniels. This is Jeremy Walker, he's gonna be in our class now," Allie said.

The teacher sighed. "Allie, what I have I told you about dragging random people into my classes? I thought we had been over this. You can't just bring people in here like this. They might be dangerous!"

Allie sniffled. "I know Mr. McDaniels, but look at him. He's so cute. I just couldn't help myself!" she said before flinging herself at a very startled Jeremy and hugging him tightly.

Mr. McDaniels sighed and turned to Paige. "I thought the therapy was working."

"It was," Paige said solemnly, "until she told the doctor that she was actually a penguin in disguise and was plotting world domination. They tried to have her committed and she hasn't gone back since. It was tragic really."

"Ah, I see," the teacher said before turning to Jeremy, who was looking frightened. "Hi," he said with a grin. "I'm Mr. McDaniels and I'll be your English teacher this year."

"Uh . . . hi," Jeremy said uncertainly. "Umm . . . Allie, can you let go now? It's kinda hard to breathe."

"If you insist," Allie sighed, letting go of Jeremy.

"I promise that you will leave my class relatively unharmed," Mr. McDaniels said to Jeremy. "Probably."

Jeremy blinked and just stared at the teacher.

"Well, let's go you guys. If we hurry we can beat the bell," Mr. McDaniels said.

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"Or not," River said with a grin.

"Oh well let's go," Trina said and the group headed off to their class.

"Don't worry, English with Mr. McDaniels is fun," Paige told Jeremy with a smile.

"If you say so," Jeremy replied uncertainly.

"All right class, quiet down," Mr. McDaniels called as the group walked into the classroom, Paige, Trina, Chase, River, Fox, and Allie going to their seats while Jeremy stood uncertainly by the teacher's desk. "Today we have a new student," Mr. McDaniels addressed the class once everyone had settled down. "This is Jeremy Walker, make him feel welcome, and please don't traumatize him."

There was a few mumbled "Hi's" in response to the introduction.

"Jeremy, why don't you take the empty desk next to Paige. You can share his book for today and we'll get you one for tomorrow," Mr. McDaniels told the teen.

Jeremy nodded in response and walked over to the empty desk next to Paige.

"We're reading Othello right now," Paige told Jeremy once he had sat down. "Have you ever read it?"

"No," Jeremy said, "I've only read a couple of Shakespeare's plays."

"Oh. Well, don't worry, you're not the only one. Most of the class still doesn't know what's going on."

"All right everybody listen up!" Mr. McDaniels called, "Get out your books and scripts! We're on Act II scene ii, if you have a part, up to the front!"

Allie and Trina both went to the front along with a handful of other students.

As the scene opened, it quickly became clear that none of the students could really act, save for Allie and one or two other students. The attempt at acting was hilarious and everyone in the "audience," along with most of the "cast," was laughing so hard they couldn't follow along.

"Okay, that's it for today," Mr. McDaniels called when there was about ten minutes of class left. "I think we've butchered enough Shakespeare for one class. Everyone in your seats, you have the last ten minutes to yourselves."

"So, what'd you think of our new version of Othello?" Chase asked Jeremy.

"It was . . . um . . . interesting," Jeremy said with a grin, "I thought watching Drake "translate" Spanish soap operas was funny, but I think this beats it."

"Oh . . . Drake's my older brother's boyfriend. He's a bit psycho at times," Jeremy replied.

"Oh, that's right, you did say that your brother was gay," Allie said. "So, how psycho is a bit psycho?"

"Well, if you come with me when the bell rings, you can find out. My brother's picking me up from school today since I don't have a car and Drake will probably be with him," Jeremy told the hyper blonde girl who was currently bouncing next to him. "You're all welcome to come too," he added, looking at the rest of the group. "Actually, it would make my brother happy to see that I'm actually making friends. He was worried that I wouldn't."

"You'll have to meet all of our siblings too," Trina said. "And between all of us, we have a lot of siblings."

"Speaking of siblings," Paige said, "Miks has a recital on Saturday, if anyone wants to come."

"We're going and so's Adri," Chase said. "Vincent called last night and asked if we wanted to come," he added at Paige's puzzled look.

"I have rehearsal so I can't go," Allie said apologetically, "but my parents would like to go. I'll tell them about it tonight."

"We'll come," River said and Fox nodded in agreement with his boyfriend. "My parents will come too," River added.

"My dad's on a business trip but my mom will probably come," Fox said.

"Okay, Miks will be happy. She kept reminding me ask you guys this morning. She's really excited," Paige said. "Jeremy, you're welcome to come with us if you like."

"Umm . . . sure. Just one thing, who's Miks?" Jeremy asked, looking confused.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot you don't know everyone," Paige said, blushing with embarrassment. "Miks, which is short for Mikayla, is my 12-year-old sister. She plays the violin." Paige explained. "Vincent's my older brother and Adri, is Trina and Chase's older brother," he added.

"Oh. I'll ask Christian if it's okay if I go," Jeremy said. "Christian's my brother by the way."

"Okay. Don't let me forget to ask everyone else when we see them," Paige said. "I'd have a homicidal 12-year-old after me if I did."

"I think you should keep Allie and Kits away from Kayla," Chase said with a grin. "They're corrupting her."

"Are not!" the two girls chorused, glaring at Chase. Before they could do anything to him, though, the bell rang.

"Finally!" Trina said happily as the group headed to their lockers, "We can leave!! Yay! We can see the sky again and breathe fresh air and-"

Chase clapped a hand over his sister's mouth. "Shut up Kits," he said before yelping when Trina kicked his shin. "Oww! That hurt!"

"No shit sherlock, that was the point," Trina said, rolling her eyes.

"Children," Allie said, "let's play nice." She grinned when the two glared at her.

Paige rolled his eyes. "My friend's are insane."

"Yeah, but you wouldn't have us any other way," River said with a grin.

"Just think," Fox added, "you could do normal boring things, or you could do strange, borderline psychotic things that you can possibly get arrested for, like stealing a traffic cone."

"Hey! That was fun!" River said with a grin as they reached the lockers. "Hey Trina! Do you still have that traffic cone we took?"

"Yup! It's in my room," Kat replied with a grin. "Hey Paigey, do you need anything out of here?" she asked, nodding towards the locker they shared.

"Yeah, I'll be there in a sec," Paige replied before turning to Jeremy and motioning for him to walk with him. "Did you get a locker yet?"

"Yeah, number 138," Jeremy answered. "I didn't have time to find it this morning."

"If you want, I can show you tomorrow morning," Paige said as he got what he needed from his locker. "Or Libby can, your locker should be pretty close to his."

"Thanks," Jeremy said.

"You're welcome," Paige said softly.

"Paigey!" Libby sang out as he, Mallory, Courtney, and Delaney joined the rest of the group.

Paige shut his locker and locked it before turning to his friends. "Hi. Have fun in English?"

Libby rolled his eyes. "We got to listen to Mrs. Pierce rant on and on about how 'kids today have such poor vocabulary and grammar skills,' again! It was horrible."

"Poor baby," Chase teased as he joined them.

Libby sniffled and latched on to Chase, burying his face against his friend's shoulder. "It was awful! I think I may be traumatized!"

"Aww...you poor thing. That's terrible," Chase said sarcastically as he patted Libby's back.

"It was," Libby said. "I think you should buy me some ice cream to make me feel better."

"I see. Well, sorry but no."

"Meanie!" Libby said as he let go of Chase and pouted. "You don't love me anymore!"

"Who said I loved you in the first place?" Chase asked.

"Hey!" Libby said and smacked Chase on the shoulder before turning away, sniffling.

"Aww...I'm sorry. I still love you," Chase said as he wrapped his arms around Libby's waist and rested his chin on his friend's head.

"You mean it?" Libby asked as he turned around and looked up at Chase.

"Mmhmm."

"Yay! So, will you buy me ice cream then?"

"No."

"Damn," Libby said and pulled away from Chase. "Oh well, we should probably go."

"Hey, Libby, Mally, Laney, Court?" Paige said as the group headed to the doors.

The four teens turned to look at him. "What's up Paige?" Delaney asked.

"Mikayla has a recital Saturday, do you guys want to come?"

"I'll come," Libby said, "My parents and brothers will too," he added.

"Me too," Courtney and Delaney chorused. "I'll ask Ayms and Brennan if they want to come too, and my dad too," Delaney added.

"I'll go," Mallory said, "I don't know if my parents will be able to though."

"Okay. Everyone except Allie's going then. Miks will be happy," Paige said with a smile.

"Your brother is picking you up out front right?" Allie asked as the group reached the front doors and headed outside.

"Yeah," Jeremy said as he looked around for his brother.

"Jer! Jeremy!" a voice called out.

"Hey Chris," Jeremy said as his brother walked up to the group.

"Hey! Christy! You found him!" a blond man said as he joined them.

Christian sighed and ran a hand through his black hair as he looked up at his boyfriend. "Drake, why must you call me that?"

Drake shrugged. "It amuses me."

Christian sighed again before turning to his younger brother and looking at the teens he was with. "So, who are your friends?"

"They're probably not really his friends, Christy. He probably paid them to come out here with him and pretend to be his friends," Drake said.

Christian looked at his boyfriend, "Right," he said slowly before turning to face the group of teens again. "Please, ignore him. He has issues."

"Serious issues," Jeremy added with a grin.

"At least I didn't wet the bed until I was twelve," Christian shot back at Jeremy.

"I did not wet the bed until I was twelve!" Jeremy shouted indignantly.

"Anyway," Christian said, interrupting the oncoming argument between his brother and boyfriend, "I'm Christian Walker, Jeremy's brother, and this is Drake Lawrence, my boyfriend."

"I'm Katrina Murry, and these are Paige Chandler, my brother Chase, Allie Jennings, Liberty Watson, Mallory Cambell, Courtney Bines, Delaney Maxwell, Fox Archer, and River Anderson," Katrina introduced herself and the rest of the group since Jeremy was in the middle of glaring at Drake.

"So squirt, how'd you manage to make all these friends on your first day?" Drake asked. He was still betting that Jeremy had paid them all to pretend to be his friends so that Christian wouldn't worry.

"I met Katrina in art class," Jeremy answered. "What!? It's true," he said when Drake looked at him skeptically.

"It is," Katrina interjected. "Jeremy was in my Art class first period, and the only empty seat was next to me. So, I introduced myself and explained what we were doing and we talked while we worked. After Art was over I didn't see Jeremy until before lunch when I was talking to Paige, Chase, Libby, and Allie by our lockers. When I saw Jeremy, I introduced him to everyone and he sat with us at lunch, where he met everyone else. So that's how Jeremy met all of us!" Katrina explained, or attempted to explain.

"Ah...I see, sorta," Drake said. "Are you sure he didn't pay you guys to act as his friends?"

"Drake!"

"I was just making sure!"

"I apologize if anyone has been traumatized or now needs psychiatric help," Christian said with a sigh.

"Nah, don't worry about it. You haven't met our siblings yet," Libby said with a grin.

"Damn it Adri! Let me go! What part of I have class don't you understand!" suddenly rang out in the parking lot.

"Chill out Maddie! Anyway, how can you be worried about class at a time like this? Libby was supposed to have met you ten minutes ago! What if he was abducted or something?"

"Please Adri, this is Libby were talking about. If someone tried to kidnap him, they'd kick him out of the car after five minutes because he wouldn't shut up. Vin, will you please knock some sense into him?"

"Sorry Maddie, I don't think that's possible."

The group, and most of the people still outside the school, had turned to watch the strange scene that was unfolding. Three people were approaching the school. One person (Maddie) was being pulled along by the tallest of three (Adri) and the third person (Vin) was resignedly following the other two. And they were arguing. Loudly.

"Speak of the devil," Chase and Kat chorused.

"I do not talk too much Madison!" Liberty yelled at his brother before anyone could answer Christian.

"That's a matter of opinion," Madison replied as the three reached the group of teens. "You can let go of me now Adrian. We've found Libby. I'm not going anywhere."

"You might try to run away to go to class."

"You do realize that you don't really look all that threatening when you glare, don't you?" Adrian asked. "Your too adorable," he added and attempted to pinch Madison's cheeks, only to have his hands slapped away.

"Paige, who's your friend?" Vincent asked, stalling any further argument, for the moment at least.

Paige blinked. "Oh, Vince, Adri, Maddie, these are Jeremy Walker, his brother Christian, and Christian's boyfriend Drake Lawrence. Jeremy, Christian, Drake, this is my brother Vincent," Paige started to introduce everyone.

"Our brother Adrian," Kat and Chase said.

"And my older brother Madison," Libby finished.

Jeremy looked at the three newcomers. Vincent was fairly small, standing probably around 5'7 or 5'8 and had blond hair like his younger brother. However, where Paige's eyes were green, Vincent's were hazel. Adrian was the complete opposite. He was tall, around 6'3 with black hair and blue eyes like his younger brother and sister. Madison was around 5'9 with the same silvery blond hair and amber eyes as his brother.

"So, you managed to fall in with these guys on your first day here, huh? Poor thing," Adrian said with a grin.

"Like you have room to talk Adri! You're the one who drags poor Maddie around like he's an oversized doll," River shot back.

"He needs to get out more!" Adrian said defensively.

"I do not," Madison grumbled. "What I need is to get to class!"

"So how do you like it here so far?" Vincent asked Jeremy, Christian, and Drake.

"It's not too bad. We haven't really seen much of what's around here. We haven't had the chance," Christian replied with a wry grin.

"Yeah, all we've done since we got here is unpack. And there's still hundreds of boxes left!" Drake exclaimed dramatically.

"Ignore him, please." Christian said wearily.

Vincent laughed. "How do you like school here so far?" he asked Jeremy.

"It's not too bad. The curriculum's a bit different from my old school, but it's not that big of a difference."

"That's good," Vincent said with a smile. "As long as you can survive being friend's with Trina and the rest of them, you'll be all right."

Jeremy grinned. "I think I'll manage."

"Good," Vincent laughed.

"Jeremy," Paige said, joining them, "Here's my home phone number, my cell phone number, and Trina's cell phone number," Paige said softly, handing Jeremy a slip of paper with three phone numbers written on it.

"Thanks," Jeremy said. "I can give you my cell number. Our phone isn't hooked up yet."

"Okay," Paige said and dug through his backpack for a pen and paper.

"Ready?" Jeremy asked once Paige had found paper and a pen. When the blond nodded, Jeremy continued. "It's 226-397-9831."

"Okay. I got it," Paige said after he wrote down the number. "Oh, and don't forget about Saturday."

"My little sister has a violin recital," Paige explained.

"Afterwards we're all spending the night at my house and Jeremy's welcome to come too," Libby added.

"That reminds me," Madison said, "mom and dad had a change of plans. They're leaving Friday night instead of Saturday. Everyone's still allowed over though."

"Okies," Libby said cheerfully.

"You're all going to stay the night at Liberty's unsupervised?" Christian asked uncertainly.

"Christian!" Jeremy groaned, "we're eighteen, not three."

"They won't be unsupervised," Madison said.

"They won't? But you said-" Christian started to say.

"I said my parents won't be there. I still live at home. I'll be there and so will Adri and Vinnie," Madison explained.

"And Misha," Libby added. "He's my eldest brother. He's 21, same age as Adrian. Maddie's the second oldest. He's 20 and so's Vincent. My younger brother Kenzie will probably be there too. He's 14."

"It's not that I don't trust you guys or anything, I just worry," Christian explained. "And well, I don't really know any of you, so when you said no adults, I was worried."

"We promise not to get drunk or go streaking or anything," Libby said and the rest of the teens nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, we learned our lesson after the last time. Sitting in a jail cell with nothing but a blanket is just not fun. The floor's really cold too," Allie said.

Jeremy, Christian, and Drake just stared at her.

"Don't listen her to her," Chase told them, "she's fabricating again. Honest."

Allie grinned. "Or am I? No...I'm just kidding. I promise. We've never gotten drunk and gone streaking or been arrested or anything like that."

"None of us drink, smoke, do drugs or anything like that. And Misha and Adri are the only ones who are legal to buy alcohol and they don't drink often," Libby said.

"And we would never give alcohol to a group of eighteen year olds either," Adrian added.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to seem so suspicious. I just worry too much sometimes," Christian apologized.

"It's all right," Vincent said. "I don't blame you for being wary."

"Yes. Why?"

"Oh. No reason really. You just seem like you're the one who takes care of him, that's all. The way you worry and the fact that you picked him up from school and everything."

"Ah. I see."

Madison blinked. "I'm sorry that was kind of a rude question to ask. I didn't mean to be nosy."

"So, am I allowed to go?" Jeremy asked, looking at his brother.

"Let him go Christy," Drake said. "We'll have some peace and quiet for once."

"That would mean that you would have to leave, Drake, not Jeremy," Christian said dryly.

"Hey! That was mean Christy, very mean," Drake pouted.

Christian grinned up at his boyfriend. "Stop calling me Christy then."

"No! Never! Unless of course you prefer cupcake, that is."

"If you call me cupcake, I'll kill you."

"How about dumpling? Or my little snicker doodle?

"Aww...you're no fun Christy!"

"Chris¼"

"Jeremy please don't whine. Yes you can go."

"Thank you."

"Welcome. Will he need a ride?" Christian asked looking at the other teens.

"1129 Eversett Lane," Christian replied.

"I can pick Jeremy up then. I have to pick Trina up from her art class at 3:00 and I go down Eversett, so I'll pick Jeremy up on the way and he can come over and stay with us until it's time to leave for the recital," Adrian explained.

"Okay, that's fine," Christian agreed.

"I'll be there around quarter to three on Saturday then," Adrian said.

"All right," Christian and Jeremy replied.

"Shit!"

Everyone turned to look at Madison. "Sorry, but we've gotta go. Class starts in twenty minutes and Dr. Aldridge will deduct points if we're late."

Adrian and Vincent both paled. "Sorry to run, but we gotta go. Bye!" Adrian said as he grabbed Vincent and Madison and started dragging them back to the car. "Bye!" Madison and Vincent managed to yell before they we're dragged out of sight.

"That was... interesting," Christian said.

"Are they always like that?" Drake asked.

"Pretty much. Things can get pretty interesting with them around," River said with a grin.

"Well we should go to. We've got unpacking to do still and I'm sure you all have homework," Christian said and grinned at the looks of disgust and loathing on the teens' faces at the mention of homework. "It was nice to meet all of you."

"Yeah, nice meeting all of you," Drake echoed.

"It was meeting you too," the teens chorused.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow then," Jeremy said, although it sounded more like a question than a statement.

"Yup! We usually meet in the cafeteria at the table we sit at for lunch," Allie told him.

"Okay. See ya," Jeremy said.

There was a chorus of byes as the Jeremy left with his brother and Drake.

"Well I guess we should go too," River said.

"Yeah, see you guys tomorrow," Allie said, before heading too her car.

"Bye guys," Libby called, and started to leave before stopping as he realized something, "Misha has my car!"

"I can give you a ride," Paige offered.

"Really? Thanks Paigey!" Libby said happily and bounced over to Paige and hugged him happily.

The rest of the teens laughed and said bye as they went their separate ways.

After dropping Liberty off Paige drove home. The first thing he heard when he walked into the house was, "Did you ask everybody if they'd come to my recital?"

Paige laughed and smiled at his little sister as she bounded down the stairs and over to him.

"Mikayla, let Paige get in the house and put his stuff down before you start harassing him," Melanie Chandler told her daughter.

"Thanks Mama," Paige said, with only slight sarcasm.

"Anytime sweetheart."

Mikayla sighed and followed Paige as he went upstairs to his room. "So did you ask?"

"And everyone except Allie's coming," Paige answered as he kicked his shoes off, put his backpack down, and pulled Jeremy's number out of his pocket so that he wouldn't forget about it.

"What's that?" Mikayla asked curiously, grabbing the slip of paper before Paige could stop her. "Jeremy's cell phone number. So, Paigey who's Jeremy?" she asked grinning up at her brother.

"A friend," Paige answered, trying to grab the slip of paper from his sister.

Mikayla grinned, "You mean your boyfriend," she said as she ran out of the room and down the stairs, yelling, "Paigey has a boyfriend!" at the top of her lungs.

Paige chased after her, face burning. "He is not my boyfriend Mikayla!" he yelled as he ran downstairs.

He had just reached the kitchen when he heard someone come up behind him.

"What's this about a boyfriend, Paige?"

"Papa!" Paige exclaimed, eyes wide, his father was home early. "I can explain!"

"I certainly hope so," Brian Chandler replied, looking down at his second child and youngest son with an unreadable expression on his face.