[center][color=lightblue]"Will Estelle Forrester, Ricky Thompson, Adelisa Davis, Roman Vicius, Ryan Jones, and Janos Kalpa please all come to principal's office."[/color] 

Just great. Estelle had arrived to her first period late and got scolded in front of everyone by the teacher and now she was being called to the principal's office. [color=red]"Looks like the freak is in trouble!"[/color] Someone jeered from the back, causing laughter to erupt from the class. The teacher said nothing, the man too busy checking his email on the computer to notice. Cheeks flaming, Estelle gathered her things and rose to her feet. She began picking her to the front, not noticing a boy sticking his foot out into the aisle before it was too late. A squeak escaped her as she tripped over his foot and went tumbling to the ground, bruising her knees and almost losing her glasses in the process, the class laughing harder. She was lucky she didn't though because knowing the boy that tripped her, he would probably step on them on purpose. 

The teacher glanced up from his computer and looked at her with a blank expression. [color=red]"Miss Forrester, if you are quite done being a klutz will you please just go to the principal's office?"[/color] Cheeks now a bright red, she scrambled to pick up her belongings and scurry to the door with her head bowed. Her shoulders slumped once she was in the safety of the hallway, leaning against the lockers as she stubbornly pushed back the tears wanting to escape. She idely glanced down at her knees, pulling up her skirt slightly. Yep. Definitely bruised. Thankfully her skirt was long enough that it just barely covered her knees, which in turn barely covered up the bruises.

She sighed and dropped her skirt, turning and heading for the main office. She soon arrived and blinked in surprise to see Dela and Ryan already there, Ryan looking she had been in a fight. Again. Estelle shyly waved at her two friends, inching over to them. When all the called students arrived the principal would then show up, looking at the six teens. [color=lightgreen]"Thank you for all joining me. Ryan, we'll talk later so don't move. Anyway, girls, I would like to introduce you to our three new students. Ricky Thompson, Roman Vicius, Janos Kalpa"[/color] The man said, gesturing to each boy as he said their name. [color=lightgreen]"Boy's, meet Estelle Forrester, Adelisa Davis and Ryan Jones."[/color] Each girl was pointed out before the principal regarded them all. 

[color=lightgreen]"You are probably wondering why I have you called you here. Well, its simple. Seeing as the boy's here are new, they will be in need of some help adjusting to a new school. That is where you girls come in. For one week, each of you will pair up with one of the gentlemen and show him around and help him get settled. This is not optional and I feel it may affect you moving up to the next grade at the end of the year if you chose not to participate. That goes for all of you. As such, the pairings are made with age difference in mind so you will be paired by grade to help make things easier. The pairings are as follows:

Estelle and Ricky, Adelisa and Rowan, and Ryan and Janos. That is all. You may go back to class. Except you Ryan. Why don't you come to my office. Janos, you may wait here while Miss Jones and I have a little chat."[/color]

With that the principal retreated to his office, leaving the six teens to their thoughts about this new development. Estelle stared into space in shock, not really seeing anything as her thoughts whirled around and around. Why in the world did the principal pick her of all people? She was just the shy girl that hardly ever talked and kept her head down. She hadn't even know the principal knew she had existed. But why her? She took a deep breath, hoping this boy wasn't like the other boys that liked to pick on her. She had kept her eyes lowered the entire time the man was speaking and so didn't even know what her new partner looked like. She lifted her head and received a jolt of shock.

Wide aquamarine eyes stared at the boy across from her, unable to believe what she was seeing. A sense of deja vu hit her next and she racked her brain as she tried to think of where she had seen this boy before. Wait, that was it! Her sketchpad! She had been drawing this boy for the past few months. But...that didn't make sense. He was just a boy in her dreams, how could he be real? She briefly wondered if it was just a coincidence but it was a big one if that were the case. The eyes, height, hair color, everything was the exact same.

It then dawned on her that she had been gaping at Ricky like a fool and blushed bright red, eyes dropping to the floor as she shifted on her feet awkwardly. Oh dear what should she do now?[/center]