Chapter One

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Women. Elias was always into women. He never thought he would fall in love with anyone else. Just women.

Today was his first day at school.

"This'll be a new start Elias. Calm down.", his older sister Avery said, "Besides, what have you got to lose. You have a bad reputation at almost every school you go to."

"I do not."

"Yes you do! You smothered your entire locker in peanut butter at your last school!"

"Yeah, thats it."

"And the school before you told the teacher you couldn't sleep because she was too loud!"

The car pulled up to his new school.

"Good luck soldier.", she said as he got out of the car.

She drove away before he could say bye. The school was small, and there was barely any students. Elias didn't know how he would get out of this one.

He walked in the school. And then he saw him. A tall blonde boy stood in the hallway in front of him. He was caught in his gaze by a boy.

"Ummm what are you staring at?", Madden said looking Elias up and down.

"Nothing?" Elias scratched his head.

"Okay weirdo. I'm Madden. I'll be your tour guide today." he joked.

Madden walked with him. "That's your basic girl group. That's the dweebs. And that's the people you don't mess with."

"Who?"

"Them." Madden pointed. "Those are the popular boys. First you have Izak. He's the comedic relief of the group. Then Lucas. He's always high."

Elias noticed the familiar blonde boy from earlier. "Who's that?"

"That's William. Head of the group. The rest of them don't matter just the big 3. Don't talk to William he's a waste of time. Total chick magnet."

"Chick?" Elias asked

"He's got every girl in Lamos High crushing on him. He's got me too." Madden said jokingly.

The blonde boy looked at Elias. They smiled at eachother.

"Woah woah woah. Don't let him reel you in. That friend group is toxic.", Madden said.

"Just waving. Y'know. Friendly gesture."

"What ever you say." Madden said.

The bell rang.

"Looks like it's time for Mr. Embergs class. Make sure to plug your nose. He needs deodorant."
They walked to their class.

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