Traitor

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'Strike first'

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3rd pov.

Miguel Diaz is a new kid at West Valley highschool, he had no friends, no one he knew. He just hoped he could find a good spot to sit at, at lunch. Once lunch rolled around the new boy grabbed his plat from the lunch lady, looking around for a place to sit.

His eyes landed on a table with three students, a dark headed boy, a blonde boy and a girl with straight dark hair.

Miguel took a deep breath heading over to the table, he stood to the side looking down at the trio.

They all three looked up once they saw the boy just standing there. "Is it cool if I sit here?" Miguel asked them, motioning to the chair next to the girl.

She went to open her mouth but was cute off by her friend. " sorry, the tables really blowing up right now" He moved his hands around, motioning to all of the chairs around them.

Miguel looked over at the empty seats, looking in confusion while the girl just rolled her eyes and ignored her friend.

"I can put you on the waitlist, but it's probably next semester at the earliest" He continued, frowning up at Miguel. "Ok" Miguel shook his head getting ready to walk off.

"He's joking sit down" the girl told him, pulling out the chair beside her. Miguel placed his tray down pulling the chair out more taking a seat, not before introducing himself to the trio. "Miguel" he let out fast, pulling his chair in.

"Demetri. This is Eli" the dark headed boy, now known as Demetri, pointed at the quite blonde beside him. "Brooklyn" the girl introduced herself, smiling at the new boy. She shuffled in her seat, turning back to her food to continue eating her chocolate pudding.

Demetri looked up over Miguel's shoulders as the 'popular' girls walked to their table. Brooklyn rolled her eyes at the boy, knowing he'd never have a chance with any of them.

"Dude, don't torture your self" Demetri pointed, feeling pity towards the boy.

"Those are the rich girls"

"Do you ever talk to them or.." Miguel trailed off, his eyes still focused on the three girls. "Oh yeah! All the time. We hang out after school, make out, give eachother hand jobs" Brooklyn couldn't help but giggle at the dumb answer.

"Eli here's the homecoming king, gets laid more then anyone. Ain't that right Eli?" Demetri looked over to the blonde boy, who was smiling widely.

Brooklyn saw how happy the boy seemed, she now smiling at him. Miguel rolled his eyes at the boy's sarcasm.

"Talk to them? You realize what table your sitting at, right? You've pretty much signed away all hopes of losing your virginity before collage" Demetri pointed at him, Brooklyn fake gasped at the comment. "Hey now, I'm not apart of your 'virgin' club okay?" She lightly smiled sarcastically.

Miguel's eyes widened, "w-wait y-you've?" He stuttered, Brooklyn just laughed and shook her head at the surprised boy. Suddenly Eli looked over to the table infront of them, seeing the girls looking directly at him.

"Oh shit, yasmines looking at us. Probably just making fun of me" Eli looked down slightly, his smile long gone.

Brooklyn sat up looking over to the table of girls, glaring at them. "I don't think she's making fun of you. I mean, just because they're hot doesn't mean they're mean." Miguel tried to pro-sway him, Brooklyn just shook her head.

"No, their mean and I swear if she says one word about Eli I'm gonna lose it" She lets out, her leg bouncing up and down.

Eli looked over at the girl, quickly moving his hand to her knee stopping it from moving anymore. Brooklyn looked over at him smiling slightly, putting her hand on his. Miguel sighed quietly, knowing this has happened more often then it should.

The group could hear yasmine talk shit about Eli's scar and Brooklyn couldn't take it anymore. She stood up from her seat and walked over to their table. Yasmine and the other girls looked up at her.

"What do you want?" She rolled her eyes, smacking on gum in her mouth. "Do you have a problem with everyone here or are you just that insecure about yourself?" Brooklyn shot at her, waving her hand around.

"Because it seems like you have nothing else better to do then talk shit about people behind their back instead of saying it to their face" Yasmine scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"Whatever, you shouldn't even be sitting over their with those losers anyway brook" Brooklyns eyes widened, Demetri hissed.

'This women really wants to die doesn't she?' He thought to himself as he watched his bestfriend shove the blonde girls gray into her lap. Yasmine gasped loudly shoving the food off of her lap

"you bitch!"

"Say another word about my friends and I won't be so civil next time, okay?" Brooklyn smiled sarcastically, turning around walking back to her table.

She let out a huff as she sat down back in her spot, the three boys looking at her the whole time. Once she got comfortable in her seat, Miguel stood up.

She looked up at him confused, "what the fuck are you doing?" She asked him, he didn't glance at her as he replied. "Striking first" he walked over to the girls table only to turn around as soon as he saw Kyler, the school bully, sit down at their table throwing his arm over Sam LaRusso.

Miguel quickly shuffled back into his seat, Brooklyn feeling bad for the boy. "So how'd it go?" Demetri asked in a smartass voice, Miguel just shrugged him off.

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A/N: I know this is a small chapter and Brooklyns not really in it much but I promise everything will be better soon!!! I'm going by episodes so she WILL have more screen time in the later chapters!!!

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