Math class was long. And very painful. Our teacher called upon me about five times, when he knew I didn't know the answer. On our way out, I looked at Parise.

''Is he always that mean?'' I muttered.

''Yeah,'' she grinned.

I groaned in annoyance and pulled out my schedule. Next I had English; with Erika. Erika seemed nice enough. Speaking of Erika, she was standing at the entrance of building D.

''How was math with Mr. Cruel?'' She asked.

''Why didn't you tell me?!'' I asked.

They grinned, ''we thought that you would like to figure out on your own!'' Parise said.

I sighed, ''come on Erika, let's get to English class,'' I muttered.

She grinned and started to lead the way.

''English is my favorite subject,'' Erika started.

''Really, why?'' I asked.

''Well, I love to write and there is another little reason…'' She said.

''What's the other little reason?'' I asked.

She opened the door and nodded towards the last row. There sat Luc. My jaw dropped to the floor and Erika giggled.

''I'm two seats away from him, and the only other seat next to me is next to him.'' Erika whispered.

I stiffened and stalked over to the teachers desk. She smiled up at me and signed the piece of paper.

''My name is Charline LeBlanc,'' my teacher said kindly, ''welcome to Forks High, Julie.''

I smiled at her, ''thank you so much!''

I shyly walked towards my new seat, glaring at Erika the hole time. She grinned and nodded towards the seat. I rolled my eyes and sat down, my back facing Luc.

''You're lucky it turned out this way,'' Erika said.

I rolled my eyes, ''it's not like I never talked to him-''

Her eyes got wide and my body froze. Oh, God! I thought, what did I just do?!

''What?!'' She hissed.

''No! Nothing! I was… Kidding!'' I tried to save my ass.

The bell rang and I never felted so safe. I sat normally and looked at Luc at the corner of my eye. He was a stiff as a board. While thinking about how stupid I am, Erika slipped a piece of paper on my desk.