I wonder why highschool terrifies people? I mean isn't it just a bunch of children coming together to study? To prepare for their future? To meet new people and enjoy life while you actually can?

I was in my own lala land, zoned out and contemplating about life when when I collided with someone. I wish it would have been one of those times when the new girl collides with the good looking guy you know, like in clichés, but obviously my life is anything but a cliché. I instead collided with something that produced a very disturbing shrieking sound. Oops, looks like I did collide with someone. Only this someone looked like a pathetically done up barbie. Ew, I mean has this girl even heard of the phrase 'no make up'?

"Hey bitch, quit dreaming around," she said in that annoying voice of hers. "You want to play Alice in Wonderland go play it with someone else. Do you know how much do these clothes cost? The ones you put your filthy hands on? Probably more than your entire family income."
Ouch.
"Hey plastic queen. You want to play Mean Girls, go audition for the movie. However I doubt you are even smart enough to be casted as the dumb sidekick ," I retorted. Snobby bitch. She really did tick me off.

By this time an entire crowd had surrounded us. I could hear some snickers during our exchange but now that I actually took time to grasp what's going around did I realise that it was a lot more people than I thought.

Barbie however was not done with her crap though. She took a step forward, ready to get physical. (Okay then, if she didn't understand when to stay in her limits,  I sure am ready to cross mine. One slap and I'm sure she'll understand where she belongs).
"You-  "she started but was cut of when I heard another voice.

"Okay people, shows over. Short of drama in your life, go join the drama club. For now though, scoot".
It was when she stood right in front of us did I actually see her properly.
She was pretty. Nothing like wannabe barbie here. She had a different vibe to her. Her fashion sense was completely different to mine. Hers was more 'embracing your true self kind' and mine was.... Let's just say I could easily pass for a person who does not know even the F of fashion.
With her cute skater skirt and off shoulder top, no one would pass her for an intimidating personality but the confidence with which she carried herself and the fact that everyone actually listened to her, you come to know that she is one of the important people here.

"Okay now what do we have here? ", she looked our way and asked.
"The usual Britt," said the guy standing next to the girl who stopped the situation from getting worse. "Candice and her minions trying to intimidate anyone that comes their way, again, only this time someone actually spoke about it and I must say she did a good job. " I didn't pay attention to him though. I was too busy looking at "Candice" burn with fury.
"Look here Brittany", Candice said, "you and Chase may be one of the 'likable ones' over here but remember, you will never be me. "

"Oh thank God. That's like the best thing I've heard all day. I mean I speak for me and Chase when I say this that 'practically threatening' someone to get them to speak to us isn't something we like either. Cause that's what YOU do, not US honey", said Brittany.
She clearly had nothing else to say so she just gave a nasty look to all three of us and stomped off.

"Sorry for that. She is someone you will learn to ignore in the future though. Anyways I'm Brittany Anderson, you can call me Britt though, and this is my brother Chase", she said referring to the guy standing next to her.
He turned towards me and that's when I saw the resemblance between Chase and her. Same blue eyes, same complexion, same confidence with which they carried themselves. Only his features were a lot more sharper than hers. That doesn't matter though, these two were by far the most attractive looking siblings I had ever met.
"Hey, I'm Katherine and if it isn't obvious already, I'm new. And I'm lost."
She laughed and replied, "No worries, you will take some time to adjust here but Chase and I will be around. You can always take help from us. Although, doesn't seem like you need any. You handled yourself just perfectly a while ago. "
"I couldn't agree more", Chase said, "I haven't seen someone stand up to Candice like that after Britt".
"Well I just don't like to take shit from others. They don't respect you, you give them hell. That's my motto"

Britt and Chase exchanged a smirk. She then turned to me and said, "Well Katherine,  looks like the three of us are going to be really fast friends. We will give you our numbers later so you can contact us whenever you want but for the time being, Katy, Welcome to Haywood High."