It is against my better reasoning then to post ANOTHER story. Yes, how stupid of me.

However, since holidays are coming up, that means I will be able to FINISH Resident Evil 5! and then post more chapters for that story, and also post chapters for this one.

Anyway, if anyone wants to be a beta-reader for this story, please PM me, since this story may seemed utterly cliched, and I don't exactly want that.

Disclaimer: Resident Evil characters belong to Capcom, not to me. I earn no profit in writing this story, but I do get the satisfaction of writing it =].

Anyway, I've found a pattern with my two RE fics, that it is always from Jill's side. So, for this story I'll try mix it up, main focus on Jill and Chris, but character development, pairings with others also included, I Shall Not Neglect Them!...I hope.

Enough ranting on, please read and enjoy~

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Jill awoke, groaning at the sunlight peeking through her curtain. Her alarm clock ran soon after, annoying the brunette to no end. Bashing the head of her clock with an angry palm, she padded her way into the bathroom. Under the shower head's water she sighed, head down. Her father had mucked up again on a job, and they had to move...once again.

'The perks of being a thief's daughter' she thought.

She sighed, pulling on a black top, a blue sweater and dark blue jeans. Running the comb through her hair, she walked downstairs to where she heard singing. Her father sung to a song on the radio as he cooked her pancakes, flipping them haphazardly. Jill took a seat at the table, and Dick turned to see her.

"Ahh, awake I see. Hope you have a good time at your new school hey? Eat up, you'll need it" said Dick cheerfully, shoving a cooked pancake onto an awaiting plate and placed it next to Jill.

Jill frowned at him, before picking up a knife and fork, and grabbing a bottle of sauce.

"Honey, I'm really sorry about this. I'm...thinking about giving it up. I'm getting too old for this, and I'm rarely around to look after you" he said, looking at her.

Jill looked at her father with surprise.

"What about money? Who's going to pay for all of this?" asked Jill, motioning to the house, and the newly bought furniture.

Dick grinned.

"I have a lot more money than you think missy. And I'll get a normal job, 9-5, be someone normal for once" he said.

Jill pointed at him, eyes full of triumph as she had spotted a weakness.

"If you have so much money, why do I have such a lousy allowance?" she asked.

"Because you're not 18 yet" said Dick with a sneer, holding his ground.

They broke up into laugher, smiling at each other. Jill knew her father made sacrifices for her, she had no right to judge him, even if he often broke the law.

"I'm serious honey. I'm...tired of always having to move. I'm sure you are too. It's time to get settled down; I've done enough to secure your college fund. You can go to college, I'll get a job, and it'll all be fine" said Dick.

Jill rubbed her arms at the chilliness of the room. The climate was different to where she moved from Springvale.

"I hope so" she mumbled.

Jill stood outside the school, staring from the gate she stood at.

"Racoon City High" she muttered, glancing up at the large imposing school building, before sighing and walking into the hallway. Looking at the map in her hands, she navigated her way through the crowd towards the office. A professional looking lady with glasses looked up from her computer.

"Hi...I'm a new student here. Valentine...Jill Valentine?" asked Jill.

"Valentine...Jill Valentine...oh yes. Of course, the new student" replied Ingrid Hunnigan.

Hunnigan walked towards the drawers, pulling out several books and pamphlets. The stack steadily grew.

"Here are your materials; your timetable is on the top. Most of those pamphlets and booklets are for events that will happen throughout the year. I hope you enjoy your time at Racoon City High" she said with a smile, although her tone was neutral.

Jill thanked her and walked away with a frown.

'Slightly odd' thought Jill.

She made her way down the crowded hallways, her expert navigation and map reading lessons from her dad helping her to her classroom. Most students were already there, eyeing her. Jill noticed that a few too many males were drooling at her. That was to be expected, she had been the girl every guy wanted as their girlfriend in her old school. She walked over to the large teacher in front of the desk.

"Ahh, you must be Jill. I'm Mr. Burton, your maths teacher" he said, shaking her hand.

"Yeah" she replied.

Barry glanced at the clock, then at the students. Only two seats were left, one near the front near a quiet looking red haired girl who was glancing at her books, a pen stuck behind an ear. A student rushed in just as the bell rang, skidding to a stop.

"Redfield, you're late" roared Barry, at the dark haired student who had his head down, wearing a cap to the side, his hood up and had his head down with his hands in his pockets.

"Yo, Mr. Burton, my feet are inside the doorway, hence when the bell rang, I was inside your classroom" he said, a smirk forming on his lips before he headed towards the back.

Barry instantly had a headache, smacking his palm against his head. The class laughed at Chris's antics. Jill, who was momentarily ignored, the focus on most of the class was on her again, except for 'Redfield,' who was just sitting down.

"Anyway, before I was rudely interrupted by Redfield, we have a new student. This is Jill Valentine, and I hope you make her feel welcome" said Barry.

Jill smiled shyly and waved, before rushing slightly to her seat. At that moment, she received a wave of lustful looks from guys, and hateful glares from their girlfriends. Jill sighed softly.

'Already hatred and it's my first day. I hope this day doesn't get any worse' thought Jill.

"Hi, I'm Rebecca Chambers, nice to meet you" the red haired girl said to her softly next to her.

Jill nodded back, a small smile on her lips.

"Jill Valentine, glad to see not all the girls hate me" she replied dryly, a grimace on her lips.

Rebecca giggled, a hand hiding her mouth. She glanced at Jill who seemed like an angel. She looked like she could be a supermodel or something.

"Trust me, meet my friends. They're so much better than these superficial robots" she replied.

Jill giggled with her and started a hushed conversation until Barry stood up, his hulking frame an intimidating sight.

'He clearly hits the gym once in a while' thought Jill.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, let's roll!" he said with a cheerful smile, and groans from the rest of the class.

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Jill sighed as she and Rebecca walked out of the classroom.

"Tired already?" asked Rebecca.

"It was a long move. Haven't had too much sleep, and there's still junk to unpack at home" mumbled Jill.

Rebecca smiled.

"You don't happen to have physics next do you?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with hope.

"Yeah, I do. D-14?" asked Jill tentatively.

Rebecca gave a happy sound, and smiled.

"Come on, let's go. You can meet some of the gang" said Rebecca with a smile.

Jill nodded, but secretly inside she was happy that she would know someone in her next class.

The gang proceeded to be Ada Wong, a beautiful and slender asian teenager, with a love for the colour red. Claire Redfield, brash and outspoken yet overly stubborn and protective of her friends, and also happened to be one of the most popular girls at school. Sheva Alomar, a beautiful African girl who also happened to be kind and caring, however she hid a fierce determination behind her naturally sweet self. And finally Rebecca whom she had already met, extremely intelligent and shy, somewhat lacking in self-esteem and confidence, but they were growing. Jill found herself fitting in just nicely with her new friends. They happened to have the next classes of physics and chemistry together, which Jill was glad. They were awesome girls, and she was glad she had made friends in her first day who were decent and not two-faced sluts she had somehow put up with.

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"Finally, lunch time" uttered Claire in pure joy as they walked out of chemistry class.

"I'm so sick of Wesker glancing at me" muttered Ada.

"You don't get sick when Leon glances at you" smirked Claire.

"Shut up" she mumbled, her cheeks hinted with red.

Jill took notes of the behaviours of her friends. It seemed to her that Ada liked Leon, Sheva was the girlfriend of a guy called Josh, Rebecca was simply too shy to get a boyfriend and Claire seemed disinterested in most guys, saying that most of the guys dying to be her boyfriend simply weren't her type. They moved into the cafeteria, grabbing their lunch from the kindly cafeteria ladies and sitting down on a table close to the lunch line. Sheva snorted, glancing behind her before brushing her fringe out of her face. Claire grimaced slightly, before she relaxed and proceeded to eat her salad. Jill looked at them puzzled.

"What's going on?" asked Jill, a frown on her features.

Ada pointed to a group of people sitting near them, who sat at a large table, filled with a bunch of guys and girls. She noticed all of them seemed somewhat superficial and uptight in one way or another, exerting a 'you don't even think about going near me' aura, opposed to their own 'feel free to stop by for a chap' aura that Claire and her group seemed to produce.

"The 'popular' group as they like to think of themselves, except no one likes them. Arrogant and cocky, urgh! They sicken me" muttered Sheva.

"Not to mention rude, mean and disgustful creatures" exclaimed Rebecca slightly louder than she had intended.

People around them stopped, and Rebecca's eyes widened, before slouching down with a blush. Jill glanced at them, and they looked up at her staring. Two of the large group got up, walking towards them, a clear confident swagger in their steps. Three others moved off, heading towards a nervous looking guy who was looking around for his friends.

"Well, look who it is" muttered a beautiful blonde girl, who happened to have an ugly sneer on her face.

Jill at that instant had the urge to slap that ugly sneer off her face, and needed all her willpower not to slap her.

"What do you want Alexia?" asked Ada, glaring daggers at her.

Alexia, not phased the littlest glared right back. If daggers could kill, Jill was certain Ada would of pinned Alexia to Antartica and back.

"Oh, I'm interested to know if the new girl wants to hang out with us, instead of you losers" she replied, confidently.

This girl's confidence was starting to annoy Jill, and she clenched her fists tightly to contain herself.

"Go die in a fire" shot Claire back.

"Oh, so harsh. I'm hurt" said Alexia sarcastically.

A seemingly male version of Alexia stood forward, also like Alexia he was good-looking, but far too snobbish for Jill's liking.

"Come on darling, I'm sure you'll fit in with us much better. Plus, you can get to know me" he said, a confident smirk on his face.

Jill smiled as politely as she could at them, not wanting to make any more enemies.

"I'm sorry but I'll have to decline. I like this group" she said softly.

Alexia filled up with rage, obviously shown to always get her way.

"I'll get you for this. People would die to get an invite into MY group" she muttered, and the two of them stalked away.

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A loud noise filled the cafeteria. The three guys Alexia's group stood surrounding a smaller nervous looking boy, who had dropped his tray of food accidently in fear. If there was one thing Jill hated, it was bullies who picked on weaker people. She had the urge to stand up and yell and scream or do something, but for the moment she sat, although rather tense. The two lunch ladies were in the kitchen, and were distracted, both on the phone talking deep in the kitchen.

"Yo chickenheart, where's our money" said one loud enough for half the cafeteria to hear.

The cafeteria fell silent and they watched the scene unfold.

The guy, whom Jill would later on find out was Brad looked terrified.

"W-what money?" he stuttered.

He was shoved onto the ground by a guy wearing glasses.

"Our money you asshole. Give it to us" he replied calmly.

"I...I don't owe you anything!" yelled Brad in defiance, only to receive a kick to the face.

Brad whimpered, trying to get away, holding one hand to his face. Jill cheered inside for the poor guy to get away, but a foot from a large bully known as Jack Krauser stopped him.

"Where do you think you're going" he said coldly.

"Why doesn't anyone help him?" muttered Jill to her friends, itching to stand up.

Sheva looked sadly to her.

"Those three are the trio, Albert Wesker, Jack Krauser and Sergei Vladimir. They are the toughest bullies in the school, and unfortunately they pick on Brad. Some people had stood up to them before, but they've been beaten to a bloody pulp after school" said Ada sadly, thinking of Leon showing up to school with stiches and a black eye, along with a nasty limp.

"They wouldn't do it if Chris was here" said Rebecca.

Claire was speaking hurriedly into her phone, and she shut it, a frown on her face.

"Chris said he's coming, even though I hate to get him into trouble" said Claire, a determined look in her eye.

"Chris?" asked Jill tentatively.

Sheva smiled softly.

"The most popular guy at school who's also an enigma, almost everyone likes him. And all the girls love him...well except for maybe a few" explained Sheva.

"If Chris is so popular, why isn't he here right now in this cafeteria surrounded by the 'ladies' " said Jill sarcastically.

"Probably dancing with his friends or something to some retarded hip hop or break dancing beat" said Ada.

"Also, Chris is...mphhh!" exclaimed Rebecca, her mouth muffled by Claire's hand.

Claire whispered something into Rebecca's ear, and she nodded. Brad was cowering. He was hoping that someone would save him, although his chances were extremely slim. Wesker pulled him up by his collar, raising his fist back and was about to punch again, when a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. Someone who made his blood boil.

"Yo Wesker, drop him" said a voice, of Chris leaning against the cafeteria wall, chewing gum calmly.

Girls swooned in the room, and Jill's eyes widened as she recognised the voice from this morning.

'It's the guy from maths! The one wearing a hoodie and the cap' thought Jill wildly.

It was only then did Jill get a look at the enigma who was Chris Redfield. He was tall with dark hair and dark eyes. He was also extremely good looking, and his aura was one of calm yet unpredictability. A strange mix, which was to most girls alluring, drawing them closer to him.

"Redfield" sneered Wesker, dropping Brad.

"You know what I told you about picking on people weaker than you" replied Chris, his eyes showing his anger, yet his voice was alluringly calm.

Wesker spread his arms.

"What are you going to do about it huh pretty boy? Your friends aren't here, who's going to save you? Your mom? Last time you told me this, you got your ass handed to you" said Wesker with a grin.

Chris laughed, walking up towards the group. He watched the group tense up. Wesker pocketed his glasses, showing he was ready for a fight should it come down to it.

'He's got a sexy laugh' thought Jill, watching the scene happily, cheering secretly for Chris.

'Go Chris, kick his ass!' she thought.

"FYI, it was a three on one situation and you had jumped me. You needed your boyfriends to jump one person, and by surprise. Not to mention you were armed with baseball bats and hockey sticks" came Chris's reply, full of confidence.

His calm demeanour changed, to one of danger with his eyes hinting it. Wesker's group tensed up even more.

"I don't want any trouble yo, but stay the hell away from him" said Chris, walking right up to the group.

Brad looked on from a distance, unsure of what to do, Wesker sneered at him, Sergei laughed and Krauser grinned. Wesker then suddenly pushed Chris backwards, but Chris didn't fall down to Jill's surprise. Wesker frowned, although it quickly was replaced with the same confident smirk he normally wore.

"Yeah right. Like your one to stop me, let alone us" sneered Wesker.

Chris looked around, seeing everyone staring at the confrontation. He glanced at the lunch ladies, seeing them still preoccupied. The smallest hint of a grin appeared on his face, and before Wesker knew it, Chris's fist met his face. His left eye, to be specific. Wesker fell onto his ass, clutching his eye with a cry of pain. Sergei and Jack went into action with a yell, Sergei's fist aimed for Chris's face and Jack's aiming for his torso. Chris ducked under Sergei's fist which only managed to collide with the hat he was wearing, while blocking Jack's fist best that he could with his arms crossed in an X shape. He pulled back slightly, swinging with a nasty right hook, Jack dodging out of the way but barely, Chris's fist grazing his head slightly. Chris then swung with his left, feeling satisfaction as he felt the breathe heave from Sergei with his fist planted in his stomache. He felt Jack kick him in the gut, before grabbing his arms, holding his arms helpless as Wesker stood up and Sergei wheezed, on his hands and knees. Wesker glared at him. Chris struggled, to no avail. Jill frowned.

'That Jack guy is massive, and he has too much leverage' she thought, remembering self defence sessions with her dad.

Wesker strolled up to Chris confidently, only to have Chris push back on Jack and try to kick Wesker in the face with his feet. Wesker moved out of the way but barely, Chris's shoes making a slight mark on his face.

"You'll pay for this" he swore, punching Chris in the face when Jack had managed to hold him back.

Blood spurted from Chris's nose and mouth as Chris started coughing up blood. Jill winced at the sight, but made a move to stand up, but Claire grabbed her arms, watching the scene intently.

"Its fine, he can take care of himself" she said quietly, yet calmly.

Jill looked at her puzzled, but when she saw the look in her eyes, she made the connection.

'She must be his girlfriend! But why let him get beaten up?' Jill thought.

"Chris" came a yell, and three other guys came running down the hallway towards them.

That was all Chris needed as Jack had loosened his grip in surprise as he had turned to look. He wriggled his way out of Jack's hold, elbowing him in the gut and slamming his other elbow into the side of his head. Jack went down like a rock, clutching his gut and head. Wesker stumbled back in surprise as Sergei struggled to his hands and knees. Chris punted Sergei ruthlessly in the stomach again, and he went down, along with Jack. Wesker backpedalled, unable to dodge the uppercut from Chris. His teeth clacked together with a resounding noise and he fell to the ground, moaning in pain. Chris stood there, before retrieving his hat that had been knocked off, holding his nose tightly to hold the blood.

The students cheered, and Alexia and her group stormed off in a hurry, leaving the three downed men. Seeing Claire, Chris walked over to her where she fussed over him, pulling out tissues out of seemingly nowhere and holding it to his nose. Jill felt jealousy rise from her chest, wishing she had Chris as her boyfriend, even though she hadn't even met him. There was just something that drew her to him. Something so attractive that it made her heart beat faster.

"Stupid idiot. I told you to stop them, not to beat them up" she lectured to the much stronger and larger guy, fussing over him and wiping blood from his face and adjusted his hat.

Chris muttered something incoercible which Jill found cute. Jill felt a tinge of jealousy at watching her friend pamper her boyfriend, and deep down she was now praying that Chris would be her boyfriend. The mentioned fellow glanced at the girls, nodding to each of them. His eyes went to Jill, who looked at him back, somewhat surprised at him gazing at her so intently. He cocked his head slightly to the side, before smiling at her and nodding his head. Jill felt blood rush to her head, and nervously smiled back. Chris grabbed the tissue packet from Claire as the three guys came over, breathing hard.

"Crap, Chris you okay man?" asked Richard, in between breaths.

"Yeah bro. No wonder you ran off in such a hurry. You shoulda gotten us to help you" said Leon.

Chris looked at Leon.

"I remember how you got you're ass kicked by them. It's fine, plus I've had worse" said Chris, waving them away.

"See you later Claire-bear" Chris said, holding his nose and walking out with his friends, who were congratulating him and patting him on the back, exchanging high fives with each other.

Jill sighed, watching Chris walk out, who motioned for Brad to join them.

"Like what you see?" asked Claire with a grin, noticing the longing look in Jill's eyes as she followed Chris out of the cafeteria.

"Definitely, he's so hot!" Jill blurted out without thinking, before her eyes widened and she slumped down.

Everyone laughed, although Claire also made a choking gesture, before putting a gun gesture to her head and faked shooting herself.

"What...you don't think your boyfriend's hot?" asked Jill.

Claire pretended to choke herself even harder, and the girls erupted into more laughter. Jill looked shocked. What in the world had gotten into these girls.

"Is there something I said?" asked Jill innocently, her eyes swivelling from one laughing girl to another.

"Yes" said Ada in between her laughing and tears.

Rebecca was holding her stomach, laughing her head off. Even Sheva, normally reserved was up in laugher, a lovely smile gracing her features.

"Sweetie, you obviously don't know much about Chris do you" said Sheva with a smile.

"Well it is my first day. What do you expect? To know everyone?" asked Jill.

"You know Chris's last name?" asked Claire, a grin on her face.

"Yeah...its Redfield right?" said Jill nervously.

"Yup. And do you know what my last name is?" asked Claire, her grin becoming wider.

Jill pulled back, her eyes as wide as saucers.

"No way!" she muttered.

Claire laughed with the girls at poor Jill, who had only picked up on her relation with the enigmatic Chris.

"That's right sweetheart. I'm a Redfield!" she said, a grin on her features.

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The rest of the day went smoothly, and sadly Jill didn't see Chris for the rest of that day. However, the talk of the school was the fight between Wesker, Sergei, Krauser and Chris, in which the girls fell even more in 'love' with the one and only Chris Redfield. It was only at home time that she spotted him, talking with a bunch of what people would define as 'nerds,' laughing with them at an inside joke. He smiled at them before waving, glancing around before seeing Claire and her group, walking up to her calmly, and hands in his pockets.

"Yo" he said with a wave, smiling at them.

Jill felt herself blushing, and Chris had noticed, because she glanced at her with a knowing smirk. It wasn't a cocky smirk, saying 'I know I'm hot,' but rather a 'Nice blush.'

"How's your nose?" asked Claire concerned, checking Chris's nose which seemed fine cosmetically, although she had a feeling it was extremely sore.

She poked around with her fingers, Chris wincing in pain and Claire withdrew her hands.

"If you think I look bad, you should see Wesker" said Chris with a grin.

At that moment, Wesker happened to trundle by with Alexia's group, sporting a black eye and a bruised chin, bandages wrapped around his head. They laughed, Jill happy that the bully had what was going to him.

"Heyas Sheva, how's Josh going?" asked Chris with a knowing smirk.

Sheva smacked him on the arm playfully.

"None of your business!" she shot back.

Chris looked heartbroken.

"And after all the hard work I got into getting you two together" he said with a mock tone.

Ada was laughing next to Sheva and Chris glanced at her, a playful smile on his lips.

"What are you laughing about Miss. Wong, or should I nickname you Leon-lover? Or perhaps I should tell him of your crush! Or even better, I can hook you two up!" threatened Chris playfully.

Ada's laugh turned horrified, before she glared daggers at him.

"You wouldn't dare!" she said.

Chris held up his hands with a mock horrified look on his face.

"I just watched House of Flying Daggers, and what those Asian ladies can do with those daggers. No thank you" said Chris.

Jill's head whirled. Chris seemed to have a strong friendly relationship with all of her friends, and she secretly hoped he would have a close relationship with her too.

"Becca, how ya going?" asked Chris, turning to the younger girl.

Rebecca looked shyly at him, but a smile on her lips as she juggled her books in her arms.

"I'm fine" she said.

Chris looked at Jill, and he saw her turn slightly red at his gazing. Deciding to save her, he opened his mouth at the same time.

"I don't think we've met" they blurted out.

Jill's eyes widened, before she turned a lovely shade of crimson. Chris laughed, before winking at her.

"I'm Chris Redfield, nice to meetcha" he said, extending his hand.

"Jill Valentine" Jill replied, gazing into his eyes as she shook his hand.

'He's so gentle with me' thought Jill.

Chris continued to stare into her eyes, before blinking hurriedly when Claire had nudged him in the arm and pulled back.

"Can't believe you got another friend Claire, with your attitude" said Chris with a grin.

Claire snorted, throwing her hands up in the air.

"Take care of Claire-bear for me would you Jill?" said Chris.

Jill nodded.

"Good, I'll hold it to you. If you need help or anything with homework or whatever I'm sure you'll be able to find me somewhere if ya need me, and although she doesn't look it, Becca has a freakishly intelligent brain" he said.

He glanced at his watch, his smile turning slightly sour.

"Dang it, anyways ladies...Claire, nice catching up with you. Gotta rush to work, nice to meet you also Jill" he said with a smile, and walked hurriedly off.

Rebecca sighed as he walked away. Jill glanced at her. Rebecca was clearly smitten with Chris Redfield.

'Competition?' thought Jill, before her eyes widened.

'Chris Redfield? With me? Ha. Nice thinking Jill, he's too perfect to not be taken' she thought miserably.

"Yo Christopher" yelled Claire at his moving back.

Chris looked back at her, an annoyed look on his face at being called Christopher.

"Are you going to be home in time for dinner?" she yelled.

Chris lifted up his phone, and Claire nodded, before frowning.

"He works so hard..." she mumbled.

Jill looked at her concerned, while Sheva, Ada and Rebecca all had sad looks, knowing of the Redfield's situation.

"Their parents died when they were young. They have welfare for young aged adults, and they have an uncle who takes care of them, but he's rarely at home to take care of us because he has his own family who is in another state. And even with welfare money, it's hard to make ends meet, so Chris and I work at days after school, however he works so hard" said Claire sadly.

"Yeah, he doesn't care much for material goods, he said it doesn't matter as long as I'm able to get what I want" said Claire, watching Chris talking with a blonde haired guy as he walked away.

Jill looked at the enigma who was Chris Redfield who was disappearing into the distance. She looked at Claire, and she knew that Claire's tough chick facade was because of having to mainly grow up alone with only her brother to look after her. And she knew Claire cared for Chris a lot, thinking back on when Claire lovingly helped her brother with a bloody nose. Jill smiled unconsciously to herself, and glanced at Claire.

"Hey Jill, you busy tonight?" she asked.

"Erm...i don't think so...why?" Jill replied.

"Alright, dinner at my place, you're going to meet all the guys...you've already met the girls, but we can get to know you better. And no buts" said Claire with a smile, and continued to walk.

Jill looked flabbergasted, and had paused slightly when the entire group had continued to walk.

"Wait Clare, I don't even know where you live!" exclaimed Jill, running after her.

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I hope it didn't bore you too much, or that it was ultraly cliched. First time writing a High School fic, so which is why i'm asking for a BETAREADER.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, and if you have any comments or feedback, it is much appreciated.

Regards

Woot~