Remember our Once upon a time

Roses are red, Violets are blue, but one thing is true and that is I hate you

Okay, relax. It's just school, nothing to be worried about. God damn Jensen I said relax!

While I was shouting at myself inside my brain, Chris,Elliot and Jason were on the car with me, looking as calm as ever. They were getting on my nerves, looking calm and bored and blah. Ugh, boys.

" Wow relax Jensen your sweating a lot. Jesus is that even right? " Elliot asked, smirking at me.

" Shut it boy. " I snapped. Realizing my palms were really sweaty, I quickly grabbed some tissues to clean it. Didn't want to make a bad impression on my first day.

" Is somebody nervous?" Jason cooed.

"Don't make me hurt you. " Shooting him daggers, I continued to calm myself down while Jason put up his hands in defeat.

" Hey, I was just asking. " Jason said, shaking his head, mumbling something about girls being violent.

" Don't know why your so nervous anyway. When anyone sees you walking in with us, " Chris said, pointing to the three of them, " You'll be in the popular team. "

"Why?"

"Because," Chris said, rolling his eyes, " Our looks are fabulous. And in case you haven't notice, we're on the soccer and basketball team, so there. We're popular. And when you hang out with the popular, then you'll be popular. "

" Ego much? " I asked, raising my eyebrows.

" Hey, you know you love me on that one. " Chris said, giving me a smirk.

I was just about to reply when the driver, yes, they have a fucking driver, announced that we've reached.

" Oh dear here comes the butterfly. Jamie and Chloe are coming too. " I whispered. Stepping out of the car, I realized that everyone outside stopped talking, and in a matter of seconds, everyone came running to us. There was a bunch of 'what happened to your hair' and 'who's the chick with you' comments and I stifled my laughter when I thought about that awesome time when I had put dye in the shampoo they used. Ah, good times. And there goes the commotion again.

" And Jamie sisters, Clara and Stephie are coming too. " I whispered. A few girls shot daggers at me while the other boys just started looking at my clothes while I walked by. Shit did I wear the wrong clothes?

"You name your nervousness? " Elliot asked, giving me the are-you-fucking-serious look. Damn he heard me.

" Shut up. Everyone does that. "

"Uh no. Dude that's wrong. " He said, raising his eyebrows at me.

Ignoring his comment, I looked down on my shoes when I felt every one pairs of eyes staring at me. Following timidly behind the trio, I prayed that this day would go smoothly.

And, thank god it did. I went to the office to collect my schedule, not bothering to bid the trio farewell since there was a crowd surrounding them anyways. Some strangers gave me a small smile which I gratefully returned and no one seems to be whispering around me as I reached my locker.

" So, who are you to the Evans? " A loud voice said beside me.

I turned around, expecting to see some stuck up bitch but I was wrong. The girl had large brown eyes, sandy brown hair at waist level and was rocking the skinny jeans with her sneakers. I don't get skinny jeans, at all. Comparing my jeans and a shirt that said " I'm awesome and I know it" with my sweater, I instantly felt downgraded.

"Just a friend. " I replied casually, offering a smile.

"Oh. Well just so you know, stay away from Chris, his mine. " She replied before flipping her hair and sashaying down the hall. My Stan corrected, she was a stuck up bitch. Well there's a lot who are far more worse in your school.