Unlikely

Chapter 1

Clarissa POV

"You're gonna really like it here Clarissa." Jenna, my aunt said as we walked in to what I presume is her house. I rolled my eyes.
"I hate small towns, they're boring, there's nothing for me to do." I said, harshly.
"Oh you'll manage to keep yourself busy." She replied with a smirk. I looked indifferently. "Get your mind out of the gutter. Ground rules. No weed, no partying, no drinking or smoking. I gave you a summer pass but that has expired. You are to finish school and get good grades." She paused. "It's what your mother what of wanted." She looked away. "I'm going to head up to the school to get your paper work. In the meanwhile, you can unpack your room. Upstairs first door on your right." And she was gone.

Sam POV
We were sitting in a circle in my basement passing a joint of weed. My best friends and I were ready to conquer senior year.

"So Sam, ever think about settling down sometime soon?" My friend, Matt, a shorter guy with brown spiked hair asked.

"Party animals don't rest till..." I said as I pretended to slash my throat with my finger. All the guys laughed. Looking around the circle, some of them had girl friends. Matt had Kalista, Nash had Meghan, Nate had Vicky (although I swear they are both in it for sex), and Jack J had Layla. Which leaves Cameron, Jack G and I. Girls around here would refer to us as "sex gods." But we'd prefer guys who can't be tied down to one girl, so why not have them all? We sound like dicks, I know. But I don't care. I like it. And that's when I heard the phone absentmindedly ring. Ugh.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hello Mr. Wilkinson this is Westside high calling to say you've been assigned to show a new coming student, Clarissa Montez, around the school tomorrow at noon. Bye now!" My principal said.

Matt and Jack walked up by me.
"Being on the Senior Welcoming committee sucks sometimes." I fake smiled.
"But it's your cover. It's absolutely brilliant." Jack said smiling. I side nodded.
"Going out. Having the munchies. Be back soon." I said shutting the door. I walked across the street to my car and that's when I saw it. That's when I saw her.