Chapter 2

The next day I sat in the office at the school, I knew what was coming. I made an obnoxious noise of frustration, somewhere between a snort and a sigh, and one the office attendants glared at me. I glared back and raised an eyebrow at her. She didn’t say anything to me, she never did.

I sighed and stretched myself out on the uncomfortable office chair, earning another fierce look from the lady. I just grinned at her and waited my turn.

“Miss James, The principal will see you now.”

I grunted, got up from my place, and walked the familiar steps to the principal’s office. “What do you want this time?” I asked with a laugh.

Mr. Richards smiled at me, though I knew he was upset to be calling me in there… again. “Ahh Jordan, good to see you again. There seems to be a problem.”

“Yeah, I figured that, what’d I do this time?” I took my usual seat, not even paying attention to the police officer in the chair next to me.

“Um, it seems there was some vandalism at the Pits residence, do you know anything about that?” He asked me, eyeing the police officer.

“No, sir, I don’t know anything about that.” I said in all innocence. “Who would do such a thing?”

“Well, Miss James, Cain seems to think you might have some involvement. Seeing as you two have had some problems recently. It was only his room that was destroyed, and his hair turned pink.” Said the officer.

I stifled a laugh. “You’re kidding me! Well, I can’t say that I had anything to do with it, but props to whoever did.”

“Miss James, when will you start taking the police force seriously?” The cop asked with a sigh.

“The day you can convict me of something.” I said defiantly. “Can I go?”

“Yes, Jordan, go back to class.” Mr. Richards said.

I grinned at him and smirked at the cop, whom I now recognized as Officer Paul. “See you soon.” I told them both before leaving.

I was pretty sure I heard them both sigh before I closed the door.

I turned quickly to leave and ran into something. I looked up in shock and saw what—or rather who it was that I ran into. “Sorry.” I said.

He had blue black hair, obviously dyed, dark eyes and some lovely snake bites. His skin was pale, like any true Washington boy, and his face was chiseled. I felt my heart skip a beat and had to shake my head to clear it.

“It’s cool, I’m new here, and just got a little lost. Can you tell me where the chem. Lab is?”

“Uh, yeah, just go straight down the hall, take a left and you are there. Room 306.” I told him.

He smiled. “Thanks, hey I like your brow ring, how long have you had it?” His hand fidgeted, like he wanted to reach out and touch it. I bit my lip before answering.

“A couple months, and the snake bites?” I asked.

“’bout a year.” There was an awkward pause where we just kind of looked at each other, sizing each other up. “Well I’ll see you around.” He told me.

“Yeah. You will.” I smirked at him and sauntered off, flipping my long dark hair as I went.

Reid was sitting in our history class, looking especially anxious. Her face was all red and it looked like she’d been sweating.

“Dude, calm down, I’m not in any trouble.”

Reid shook her head at me and tried to pay attention to our history lesson.

“Besides, there are much more important things going on than that.” I told her with my trademark smirk.

I could tell Reid wanted to ask me what, her hands got fidgety and she kept looking over at me. After a minute she started tapping her pencil, appearing very thoughtful, though I could tell the history lesson was far from her mind. Finally she broke. “Ok, so what is so important?”

“New kid. Hot new kid.” I told her.

I watched her face break into a grin. “Explain.”