There he was, the man that was in my room not too long ago. Warning me not to go near Olympic Mountain. Parise sighed gently and twirled her hair flirtatiously.

''Who are they…?'' I whispered.

''That's Luc,'' she pointed at the one I already knew.

''That's Patrick,'' Rika pointed to a boyish looking one with blond hair.

''And that's Logan,'' Parise finished, pointing to the one with the trench coat.

I couldn't look away from Luc's gaze, until Logan looked into my eyes. The were black. Dull. And emotionless. They scared me half to hell. I looked away quickly.

''They are so hot…'' Parise continued, twirling her hair between her fingers.

Erika rolled her eyes and looked over at the clock, ''give me your schedule and two pens; different colors.''

I nodded and gave her what she needed. I saw her look it up and down and circle certain things. She handed it back to me with a smile. There were red circles and black ones.

''The red ones are Parise's as the black ones are mine. It basically say which classes you have with us.'' Erika explained.

''Looks like we have math together!'' Parise said pulling me up.

''Okay, bye Erika,'' I said.

She waved shyly as Parise and I walked away.

''Put on your hood,'' Parise warned, pulling hers.

''Okay…'' I pulled mine up, ''but where are we going?''

''Outside to building B.''

''Oh…'' I said.

We walked pass a lot of teens, saying hello to Parise and smiling shyly at her. It was weird.

''Parise? Why do people keep on saying ''hi'' to you?'' I asked.

''Oh, you could say I'm pretty popular,'' she grinned.

I didn't say anything else. That was until someone jogged towards us and wrapped a arm around Parise's waist. I heard Parise sigh and look up.

''Hi, Josh,'' she muttered.

''Hey,'' he grinned then looked down at me.

He had shaggy brown hair, was pretty tall and looked like the jock type.

''Who the hell are you?'' He asked.

I glared up at him and said, ''Julie Swan.''

Parise elbowed him in the ribs, ''you are such an ass, Josh.''

He smirked and kissed her cheek, ''and you love it.''

Parise rolled her eyes, ''go to class.'' She playfully pushed him.

''Okay,'' he smirked and kissed her gently.

I pretended to gag until she broke free and Josh jogged away.

''He looks like a ass hole.'' I muttered.

''He is,'' she said opening a door.

''So, why date him?'' I growled.

She smirked, ''we're kinda on-and-off.''

''That doesn't really answer my question,'' I told her.

''I know,'' she said.

I looked at the class and everyone wasn't in there seats and were just chatting away. Then I looked at the front desk were my teacher was sitting. Parise nodded me towards him and went to sit down. I silently went over and placed a piece of paper in his gaze. He looked up ad made a slight face, like he was thinking: Great, another student… I waited for him to sign the paper and give me a book. Not waiting for him to tell me off, I went over and sat next to Parise. The day didn't get off to such a good start, I thought. The bell rang. But something tells me it'll get better.