Meghan's P.O.V

After having a shower and getting into my black ripped jeans, white tank top and my signature leather jacket, I finally made my way to the new school I will be attending for... well, it depends if I get into trouble again but since I don't want to go to jail when I turn eighteen, I am deciding to keep a low profile.

By the way, just because I am keeping a low profile does not mean that I will be changing from bad to good with a snap of my fingers. I have no interest in changing unless I really need to and right now, I am planning on sticking to the real me.

The dangerous, sexy and bad me.

As I get off my bike and take off my helmet, I take a look around to see no one around the outside of the school so this probably means that everyone is in class. I shake my head to fix my hair and place my helmet on my bike, begining to walk towards the huge building that looks somewhat like a castle.

I walk up the stairs and begin to make my down the hallway to see a teacher patrolling the hallways. The teacher notices me and he frowns, walking up to me.

"Where should you be, miss?" The teacher says, narrowing his eyes at me and I place a hand on my hip, glaring at the teacher.

"I'm new here so do you really think I know where I am suppose to be?" I ask in annoyance and the teacher nods slowly before motioning for me to follow him. We reach the administration office and the lady begins to ask me simple questions like my name and age before giving me my timetable -- well, actually she gave it to the teacher but I wish she gave it to me so I don't have to be with this dude until I get to my class.

From his first impression, he seems like a dick and I wasn't going to put up with his shit.

I snatch the timetable out of the teachers hands and look at it, begining to walk forward. "I can make my way to my class now." I say and the teacher is about to say something but he gets cut off when his phone goes off. I smirk and begin to walk down the hallway, trying to figure out where my class is.

It takes me twenty minutes to find the classroom and when I knock on the door, I immediately groan.

Great, now I have to deal with a bunch of idiots.

Please explain to me why I chose to come here again?

"Your late." The teacher says and I shrug and walk into the classroom, shoving the timetable in my pocket.

"At least I am here." I say and as I look around, I notice that everyone's eyes are on me but a certain person at the back with jet black hair and piercings catches my eye. The guy looks like an emo and he seems to be looking at me strangely like I am here to tell him that My Chemical Romance is getting back together.

Oh, I bet he would love to hear that.

I shake my head when I realise that I am staring at the guy like a creep and begin to make my way to the back where there is a seat available next to some guy with brown hair and green eyes.

When I sit down, he throws me a grin. "Hey, I'm Danny." He says and I give him a firm nod, smirking at him.

"Good to know." I say and he rolls his eyes before turning back to the teacher to listen to whatever bullshit she has to say. I lay my head on the desk and close my eyes, falling asleep.

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"Your supposed to be changing and there you were just sleeping like you didn't even care." Jake says with a frown and I throw him a grin.

"That's because I don't care."

"Well you should. I am not helping you just so you can say that you don't care because your wasting my time if you don't even care then why are you even here?" Jake asks and I raise my eyebrow at him, my mood immediately changing.

"Don't you dare get angry at me because I am 'wasting your time'. First off, we haven't even started the whole tutoring thing so just shut up, yeah?" I say, narrowing my eyes at him and Jake immediately looks down, a frown making its way onto his face.

"I-I'm sorry." He says and I roll my eyes, shoving a few chips into my mouth.

"Whatever." I say, looking around to see that everyone in the cafeteria is talking and laughing like they are high. I simply roll my eyes again and look over at the cafeteria doors that just opened.

I notice the guy as Danny and there is a red head next to him, a small grin on her face as she looks at Jake. The two walk over to the table and Danny takes the seat next to me while the girl takes the seat next to Jake.

"Hello peop--" The girl stops when her eyes land on me, her grin dropping off her face. I rasie my eyebrow at her and I holds out her hand.

"You must be Meghan. I'm Emma." She says and I nod slowly, shaking her hand. All of a sudden, Danny chokes on his drink and I look over at him weirdly while Emma bursts out laughing and Jake frowning at Danny.

When Danny recovers he turns to me with his eyes wide. "Y-Your the girl who is staying at Jake's?" Danny asks and I nod. Danny looks over at Jake, his mouth dropping.

"That is... her?" Danny asks and Jake shyly nods. Danny turns back to me and looks me over quickly before breathing out a sigh.

"Goddamn." Danny mumbles and I narrow my eyes at him, raising my eyebrow a little.

"Problem?" I ask and Danny coughs and shakes his head.

"Oh no, no. I was just -- I wasn't checking you out of anything--" Danny immediately jumps out of his seat and shoves his hands in his pocket, running towards the men's bathroom. I turn to Emma with my eyebrow still raised.

"Does he always get boners when he sees a girl?" I ask and Emma shakes her head, a grin on her lips.

"Not all the time but you, Meghan, have officially been the third girl to not even touch Danny and still give him a boner." Emma says and I let out a chuckle.

"Who was the first girl?" I ask and Emma smirks, leaning back in her chair.

"Me." She says and I burst out laughing.

During the entire time of lunch, Emma and I kept talking about anything and everything. Of course, she didn't ask any private questions about me and I was thankful for that. Emma had told me that she is the person who pulls pranks on everyone in this school and somehow, she hasn't got caught once which suprised me.

I have a feeling that Emma and I are going to be great friends.

Maybe she can help me by covering up my tracks when I sell people drugs?

Yeah... now that sounds like a plan.

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The school bell rings and everyone picks up their bags ans rushes out the door like their lives depended on it. I simply roll my eyes and walk out the door, making my way down the hall.

Apparently, according to Jake, Hannah is going to take me shopping this afternoon to get me some new clothes but to be honest, I don't see why Jake can just help me by giving me some of his clothes. It's not like I will keep them forever.

Okay, maybe I will but I still don't see the problem.

I notice someone standing beside my bike and I narrow my eyes at the person, walking a little faster towards the person who dares to be next to my motorcycle.

I let out a sigh of relief when I see that it is just Jake and he scratches the back of his head, looking away shyly. "Uh... my mom said that she couldn't take you today so she said that I have to." Jake says and I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Oh really? Are you sure this isn't just an excuse to get close to me?" I ask and Jake shakes his head.

"N-No... I mean, it's not that I am scared of you but it's just that I really don't be comfortable around you -- wait, that made no sense so let me say that again. What I mean is--"

"Calm down, Jakie. Calm down." I say, placing my index finger over his lips and he looks down at my finger, his eyes going a little wide. When I take my finger away from Jake's lips, I throw him a playful grin.

"I'm glad your coming with me instead of your mom because I really don't feel comfortable stealing some clothes with her around." I say, taking my helmet and shoving it towards Jake who's eyes are wide and his mouth parted.

"Wait, what?" Jake asks and I sit on my bike, wiggling my hips slightly to make Jake blush a little.

"You heard me, Jakie. Now, get on."

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A/N - Don't be a silent reader.

-XmysterysmileX