My hair was flowing in the wind, strands of golden blonde hair swirling around. I felt so open and free as I speed down the streets of the small, beat-up town I called home. I drove up the small hill that led to the parking lot, pulling into an empty spot. I parked and walked into the school, people immediantly looking away from me. I shrugged it off and shoved my hands in my pockets as I started heading towards my locker. I brought my hands back out to put in my combination, sighing when I saw the many scars and bruises that covered them. I opened the door on the small locker, peices of rusted metal falling onto the tile floor beneath my feet. I gathered my books and put them into my bag, throwing it over my shoulder.

"Amelia! Amelia!" A high pitched squeal rang down the hallway, making me look over to where the noise came from. Madeline ran down the hallway, stopping at my locker.

"What is it now, Maddie?" I asked, annoyance clearly in my voice. Madeline was one of my best friends, but she would always tell me the dumbest things, usually lies that Francine would tell her. As if on que, Francine and Anya walked up to me after Madeline, Francine speaking first.

"It's not a lie this time." She said, Anya and Madeline nodding in agreement.

"Then what is it?" I rolled my eyes, bracing myself for something completely immature and stupid.

"There's a new student!" Madeline said excitedly, making me roll my eyes once again.

"What's so special about a new student? We get them all the time." I crossed my arms, leaning against my locker. Anya smirked, looking at the other girls, then back at me. I blinked at them, confused.

"What?!" I demanded. They only giggled, looking at the front doors. I followed their gaze, my eyes widening. "Well I'll be damned..."