HAI! This is my new story so I hope it doesn't suck so much... and if it does I'm sorry.

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1: A Nσямαℓ Scнσσℓ Dαу
"Fяιєη∂ѕнιρ... ιѕ ησт ѕσмєтнιηg уσυ ℓєαяη ιη ѕcнσσℓ. Bυт ιƒ уσυ нανєη'т ℓєαяηє∂ тнє мєαηιηg σƒ ƒяιєη∂ѕнιρ, уσυ яєαℓℓу нανєη'т ℓєαяηє∂ αηутнιηg." Mυнαммα∂ Aℓι

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Sᴏɴɢ: Eχρℓσѕισηѕ - Eℓℓιє Gσυℓ∂ιηg
"You trembled like you'd seen a ghost,
and I gave in.
I lack the things you need the most, you said where have you been?
You wasted all that sweetness to run and hide.
I wonder why.
I remind you of the days you poured your heart into,
but you never tried.
I've fallen from grace
took a blow to my face.
I've loved and I've lost.
I've loved and I've lost.
Explosions...on the day you wake up,
needing somebody and you've learned:
it's okay to be afraid,
but it will never be the same.
It will never be the same.
You left my soul bleeding in the dark.
So you could be king.
The rules you set are still untold to me and I lost my faith in everything.
The nights you could cope, your intentions were gold,
but the mountains will shake.
I need to know I can still make.
Explosions...on the day you wake up,
needing somebody and you've learned:
it's okay to be afraid,
but it will never be the same.
And as the floods move in,
and your body starts to sink.
I was the last thing on your mind.
I know you better than you think,
'cause it's simple darling, I gave you a warning.
Now everything you own is falling from the sky in pieces.
So watch them fall with you, in slow motion.
I pray that you will find peace of mind,
and I'll find you another time.
I'll love you, another time
Explosions...on the day you wake up,
needing somebody and you've learned:
it's okay to be afraid.
But it will never be the same."

"Hallie," I heard a voice whisper. "Wake up. It's time for school."

I groaned and rolled over, covering my face with the comforter. "I don't wanna..."

Luke, my brother, chuckled. "I know. But it's almost seven. And I know it takes you about three thousand years to get ready."

Peeking over the covers, I grinned. "You're over-exaggerating about me taking that long."

"Sometimes it seems like it." Luke says before he left the room.

With a sigh, I pushed the blankets back and got up from my bed. I approached my window and opened it. The sounds of the busy New York streets greeted my ears. Such a nice thing to listen to in the morning.

I closed the window and walked into the bathroom. The house−well apartment−that my brother and I lived in was pretty nice. It had two bedrooms and two bathrooms. Although the kitchen and living room were small, the bedrooms were a nice size.

Grabbing my iPod, I put it on shuffle and hopped into the shower. About ten minutes later I was out of the shower, drying myself. I put on a blue, black, and silver checkered shirt, black skinny jeans, and gray sneakers. I grabbed my bag and exited my room.

Luke was in the kitchen, already dressed for work. He worked along side Dr. Connors at Oscorp. My brother always talked about 'new generations' and what not, but I never really understood it.

"Here," he passed me a slice of toast with Nutella on it. I smiled, taking a bit out of it. "I'm driving you to school today."

"Why?" I asked, mouth full of the gooey goodness.

He chuckled. "Because I want to. And I have to be at work in fifteen minutes."

I shrugged. "M'kay." I placed my now empty plate in the sink. Luke grabbed his car keys and we were out the door.

xxXxx

"So I was like," my best friend, Julia, or Julez, was blabbering off about what she did on the weekend. Apparently it involved the school's mean girl, Alexia and it was just- drama. I love Julez, I really do, but sometimes I hate it when all she talks about is drama.

"Hey Julez," I interrupt. "I'm gonna eat lunch outside."

"Uh... why?"

I shrugged. "Fresh air." With that, I grabbed my bag and made my way outside. I sat down on one of the empty tables, taking a drink of my flavored water.

Have you ever had that feeling where as if someone was watching you? Not like the stocker-ish watching you but sort of... comforting stare I guess? Wow, even in my head, that made no sense.

I looked behind me and saw one of the kids that's been in the same class as me since kindergarten. Peter, I think his name was.

With a smile, I waved at him. He managed a small wave back.

"Eat it!" I turned to my side to see a group of people crowded around someone. Grabbing my bag, I went to investigate, but Peter beat me to it. Peering over my peer's heads I saw Flash and some kid younger than him. People around me kept saying, "Eat it! Eat it!"

Where are the principles when you need them?

Flash had the kid picked up and kept lowering him down the tray of food, forcing him to eat it. Poor kid...

"Hey Parker come on take a picture!" I heard Flash say.

Peter shoke his head, still approaching the bully. "Put him down man."

"Take the picture, Parker." Flash kept demanding.

"Put him down, Eugene!" Peter finally yelled. Oohs came from the people around me.

Flash dropped the kid, rather rudely, and stepped towards Peter. I suddenly felt scared for Peter. I never really got to know him, considering Julez or someone pulled me away, but know I was suddenly wanting to know him.

When Peter went to make sure the kid was okay, Flash punched him, and people stepped back. Peter fell to the ground with Flash still ready for more. "C'mon get up Parker!"

Peter jumped back up and went to punch him but Flash bet him to it. He kneed Peter in the stomach, causing him to fall to the ground. When Peter tried to get up again, the bully kicked him back down. "Stay down Parker!"

"Still not taking the picture," I heard Peter reply.

I shoke my head. I couldn't watch this anymore. I stepped forward through the crowd of people, standing in front of Flash. He dated Julez briefly, and then broke up with her to go out with me.

"Flash, you should just go." I told him. "Julez told me about a little secret I don't think the whole school would want to know."

"You little-"

"Go ahead." I say with a shrug and a smirk. "Punch me."

Gwen Stacy, the sort of 'mom' at the school, stepped in and lead Flash and the rest of the kids away. I turned to Peter who was rolling on the ground, trying to regain himself.

I knelt down beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Peter?"

He groaned. "Y-you know who I am?"

With a small giggle I nodded. "Ah huh. We've been in the same class since kindergarten."

Peter managed a small smile. "I remember."

"Is this yours?" I reached over and grabbed a camera that someone dropped beside him.

"Yeah." he opened it and saw that something was missing. "Oh man..."

"Are you okay though?" I questioned. He turned to face me and I saw that there was something above his eyebrow. He went to remove it but I shoke my head. "I got it."

Taking the sleeve of my shirt, I reached up to his face and slightly brushed away the dirt on his face. He seemed to relax at my touch which made me smile.

I pulled away, biting my lip. "I'll help you to class."

"Thanks." he smiled, getting up from the ground. He held out and hand, and helped me up. Peter grabbed his bag, while I grabbed mine and we made our way towards Algebra.

As we took our seats I noticed that he had a skateboard. "You ride?"

He looked down to his board and nodded. "Yup. You?"

"No." I shoke my head. "I have the worst balance."

Peter chuckled. "Trust me, it's pretty easy. I can teach you if you want."

I smiled. "That sounds great."