“That Sam-I-am. That Sam-I-am! I do not like, that Sam-I-am. Do you like green eggs and ham? I do not like them Sam-I-” My arm flew around viciously as I tried to swat my alarm to shut out the blaring noise. Why I chose green eggs and ham as my alarm I will never know.

“I’m up, I’m up. Gesh don’t get your tits in a twist” I yelled before realising that talking to an alarm really isn’t normal is it? I seriously need to get out more.

Pulling on my favourite skinny’s followed by a red top, some random jewellery and a few strokes of mascara I grabbed my phone before jogging down the stairs. (A/N: Even though is a British based story imagine their allowed to wear their own clothes to school :P ) (A/N2: http://www.polyvore.com/chapter/set?id=96155486 Sorry it says chapter 1)

As I walked towards the fridge I noticed a note:

Gone to Paris for some work, gone for the week, I’ll text you. Sorry its short notice x Mum

As I said before, my mum was rarely home and when she said she will text or call me to check I’m okay, she inevitably never does. Sighing I crumpled up the note carelessly throwing it towards the bin in the far corner lucking getting it in, score!

Laughing as I did a happy dance I finished getting ready before preparing for the 10 minute walk that would take me to hell, my place of death, torture …. Or as some people call it, school.

After a boring 10 minutes consisting of listening to music and avoiding dodgy looking characters I finally walked inside to my new school.

As I strode towards the front officer; head focused on the floor, to receive my time table I felt several pairs of eyes trained on me as I shifted uncomfortably under the judging gazes.

“You must be Peyton, here’s your new time table” The old women behind the desk produced a tight lipped smile as she handed me a sheet of paper with names and rooms on. I shifted my hand at a weird angle attempting to hide my tattoo which confused her thoroughly “Your lockers 12BC” She continued hesitantly, handing me a key before returning to computer as I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

Following the directions towards my locker posed harder than I originally though as I weaved through the bustling corridor until I collided with something hard forcing me to stumble backwards in turn dropping my paper.

“Why don’t you watch where you’re going bitch” She spat as I gathered up my belongings and stood up noting she was incredibly short.

“Why don’t you watch your mouth asshole” I snapped back tearing my gaze away from my paper to be met with a dizzy blonde, face caked in make-up boobs almost popping out of the tiny bit of material she obviously classed as dress.

As her facial features hardened I noticed the hall become almost silent as dozens of students stood shocked; jaws hanging open. Smirking, I swiftly turned in the opposite direction before strutting away towards my class attempting to show I was better than her, in reality I knew it wasn’t true. I may be new here but I could already tell that she was the ‘queen bee’, the one the guys went head over heels for.

I was disturbed by my thoughts by a gentle tap on my shoulder.

“Hello I just saw what you did to Melody and it was amazing” Her voice was the perfect mix of gentle and angelic without being sickly sweet. “- Im Daisy” she toothily smiled; I giggled slightly at her friendliness.

“Oh so that’s her name” I giggled slightly “- Im Peyton” I smiled as I continued walking towards my class her walking next to me grabbing the paper out of my hand.

“Yay we have chemistry together, we should sit together. You can meet the gang!” She squealed excitedly, she seemed like the type of girl I would normally hang out with.

“Thanks that would be awesome" I smiled as we entered the spacious chemistry lab her petite hand reaching out to mine dragging me towards 2 girls chatting quietly on a table.

“Girls, this is Peyton and our newest 'gang' member” Daisy pointed to me as the 2 girls turned around.

“Hey I’m Missy” The brunette on the left declared accompanied with a wave.

“And I’m Grace” The other girl; a blonde, pointed to the 2 seats opposite theirs and smiled.

As Daisy filled them in on the brief encounter I had with Melody; who I found out bullied them constantly, I watched various students filter in as I put them into categories.

In a school theirs normally different social groups. The popular’s, the normal’s, the geek’s, the Goth’s and finally the nobody’s. In my last school I was one of the nobody's and that's the way I like it.

“Who are they?” I nudged daisy’s shoulder as the other 2 girls turned towards the door where 5 extremely attractive guys strutted past us towards the back seats.

“There the ‘it’s’ of this school. But don’t be fooled by their looks, there extremely dangerous, there kinda like a gang” As Daisy spoke I listened along intently interested as to who they were.

“But they’re not like our gang. There legit” Grace piped up whilst pulling out a pencil case and her book.

“Whatever you do, stay away from them” Daisy finished before nudging my shoulder towards Melody who was strutting in; heels clicking, with 2 girls following closely behind dressed the same as her; skimpily towards the table the boys were situated at.

“I think I can do that….” I whispered before turning back around to the front.

Notes

Okay so i cant believe i got 5 votes on my first chapter. You guys are really sweet :)
The next chapter will be the other half of school + some. I just didn't want to make this chapter too long for you guys!

Half way through this a butterfly came in through my patio doors and it took me nearly an hour to get him out safely! So if this sucks then you can blame the butterfly instead of my bad writing skills ;)

And lastly i noticed there another story with the same title as mine, it wasn't intentional to have the same as theirs. Just clearing that up so people don't think ive copied, even though our plots are really different :)