The suivant week was spent somewhat like that first day. We went to the park almost everyday. It wasn't that bad actually. It was kind of funny to see Jezebel and and Aspen run around like psychos. I was actually starting to warm up to Scout as well. It was cool to just talk to someone my age that was a girl too. I never had the chance to do that at school ou home. I really like Aspen too. She's very mature for her age, when she wants to be. She has no problem goofing around like a little kid. She likes to talk about a bunch of things. I've become very close with her too.

Then soon came the Sunday before school.

"You'll be fine, I promise," Scout a dit as we got into our beds. I shrugged. "I'll introduce toi to all my friends. We'll help toi get around," she smiled.

"Thanks," I smiled back. To be honest, that didn't make me feel any better, but it was still a nice gesture. I had no idea what this school was like; I'd definitely be on alert the whole time. Scout seemed to see my hesitation.

"Seriously, Harley," she laughed. "What, toi think someone's gonna shoot toi ou something?" Really? I've never heard that one before honestly... but yes, I wouldn't out it past them. I had been shot at before-- par someone else too; not just shooting myself in the leg on accident. Not the best experience I'd ever had...

I a dit goodnight to Scout, and rolled over, turning my back to her. She turned off the lamp, and I almost instantly fell into a deep sleep.

The suivant morning, I wasn't exactly ecstatic to be getting up at 5 in the morning. Scout advised me that that would be best, seeing as four other people needed to take a douche as well, and there's only so much hot water. Scout got ready before me, and while she showered and got dressed, I ate and got my stuff together. Once she was done, we switched. I took a quick hot shower, not wanting to hold up anyone else. I noticed the scar on my leg was getting better, it was just a puckered rose line now. It hadn't been too bad in the first place.

I got dressed in my other pair of baggy black pants, with a red shredded tshirt with a black tanktop underneath.

"Harley! We're gonna be late!" Scout called from the kitchen. I hesitated, then decided it'd help me keep peace of mind. I grabbed my box and opened it, deciding. I decided the gun would be safest if needed. I put it in my pocket, then put my box under my lit again. I ran out to the kitchen, grabbing a messenger bag that Gail a dit I could use for school. She a dit it used to belong to a girl named Hayley; she got adopted about a an ago.

We walked to school, which I was used to. We came to the high school a while later; it was smaller than my other school. There were students everywhere, talking and laughing, some people even fighting. The whole place made me jumpy.

"Scout!" someone shouted behind me. My hand instinctively went to my pocket, gripping the gun handle. I stopped once I saw that it must've been one of Scout's friends. A girl ran up and hugged her. She had blond hair, even blonder than Scout's. She didn't look like a natural blond though. She pulled away.

"Ohmygosh! Why didn't toi hang out with me all spring break?!" the girl squeaked. I didn't like her already.

"Sorry. I was kind of busy..." she eyed me, smiling. She gestured to me, and the girl looked at me surprised that I was with her. "This is Harley. She's new at Gail's house. Harley, this is Felicity." I pursed my lips and waved once. Felicity seemed to look me over. suivant to Scout I looked so... different. Scout was so... friendly and open. I was so shy and introverted. She wore white jeans and a rose tanktop. I was wearing all red and black; not that I minded.

"Hi," Felicity said. The tone in her voice told me she really didn't give a fuck, and she was trying way too hard to seem friendly. With Scout, it was just a natural thing to be nice to everyone.

"Hi," I muttered. Another girl skipped to Scout's side. She was of Asian descent, and had long, beautiful dark hair. A guy followed behind her, who had dirty blond spiky hair. Scout introduced me to them as well. The girl was Bambi and the boy was Forest. They were a lot nicer than Felicity. I liked them already. Then Trace showed up, and he bragged about how he met me before everyone else.

"Oh yeah, Harley and I go way back!" he laughed. He put his arm around me and pulled me close. I shied away from his touch and jumped back a step. He didn't seem to notice how much I hated that, and he just laughed it off. Scout seemed to notice though. She mouthed "sorry." I shrugged and folded my arms, holding them close to my body.

I felt so awkward and out of place here. Everyone else was so loud and outgoing; they knew each other well. If I hadn't been Scout's foster "sister" probably none of these people would even dare to talk to me. It was kind of a bittersweet irony... These people probably would never be my true friends, but they were one of the closest things I'd ever had to friends. The cloche, bell rang, and the students started to file into the school.

"C'mon," Scout a dit in a welcoming voice. I followed her up the steps into the school.

***

We got my schedule, and I had four out of nine classes with Scout. I had two classes with Bambi, which I didn't mind; she's pretty nice. I had one class par myself, and two classes had Felicity and Forest in them. The only time I saw all of them was during lunch... that is if Scout wanted me there.

Lunch came eventually, the third to last class of the day. I was starving. I felt kind of alienated when Scout brought me to the table; everyone was laughing and talking to Scout. I sat down awkwardly suivant to her, hoping to seem invisible, but being scared to. I'd never really tried to fit in, and I never did, but I never wanted to belong so bad. I felt like I needed to be accepted par these kids.

"So Harley, how do toi like living at Gail's?" Bambi asked. Scout turned to me expectantly.

"Uh, it's nice I guess..." I said. I did like it, but thinking about my brothers at accueil made me a little uneasy.

"Where'd toi live before?" Bambi asked, intrigued for some reason.

"Uh, in the city with my brothers." Everyone around the table, tableau seemed kind of shocked.

"Isn't it dangerous in the city?" Forest asked. "My parents won't let me go there. Heck, they don't like goin' there themselves!"

"It's not so bad," I shrugged. "as long as toi know your way around."

"See, this girl's tough!" Trace laughed. I wasn't sure if that was sarcasm ou a compliment. Scout laughed. From the corner of my eye I saw Felicity roll her eyes.

***

I did survive my first jour of school unscathed. Not many people get to say that for high school. I may have been really jumpy most of the day, but I didn't feel the need to pull out my gun on anyone today. That was a first. At my old school I almost did one time. The kid was asking for it though. Good thing the principal got him out of my way ou I would've blown his head off probably. Anyways, today was good to say the least.

"How was your day?" Gail asked. Scout shrugged.

"I thought it was ok. What'd toi think of your first day, Harley?"

"It was ok. Your Friends are nice." Except Felicity.

"They are," Scout a dit lovingly.

"Well, I'm glad toi had a nice day," Gail said. "But now since toi girls were almost late this morning, toi can catch up on your morning chores." She smirked and went to go put Bride down for her nap. Scout and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes.