Through those Pretty Brown Eyes...

Chapter One: The Types

"Someday...I'll Find My Girl..."

"Hey." I look over my shoulder to my right, and I knew instantly who she was. A certain short red headed girl...popular, well- I guess the 'queen' or 'princess' of this school. Yeah, she's pretty-and I'd say rich one. But she's mostly snobby. I don't know...but i guess she admits to not desire anyone to hang out with her unless they're 'popular.'

Dark brown eyes looking at me, wavy short-glowing red hair above her shoulders as hair, and fully plump pink lips. Claire, Claire Standish. Always was the queen of the school...still is I guess."Hey." "Hey, move over there will Ya?" Great, Bender. Criminal thug... always talks shit about others, pull pranks, break the rules- do stupid stuff. I could hardly believe if he could actually have feelings for once. Poor Brian that got his seat stolen from him... Kinda scrawny-Nerdish kid.

Other guys were there too, had long hair, oddly some greased. Plainly, all were in blue jeans and T-Shirts. Though one wore a dark brown leather jacket out of all of them. Dallas Winston. I never really understood about the guy, but I know how he works. Flirts, pick up chicks, having sex-drinks and' parties. Really, he's like Bender-but kinda-Okay I guess I could say similar. Sodapop Curtis-popular guy-And' Steve Randle. All tough looking, but different. Dallas is like Bender, obviously-dirty criminal. Sodapop-he's a nice guy, it's just that he got's girls drooling over him.

Sometimes I'm tired of the guy. Steve-a tough brawler. They all are. "Well, well, here we are." Mr.Vernon. The principle standing right in front of us now. " "I congratulate you all for being on ti-" "Hahaha!" "Huh?" Who was that?!