~Marchis' POV~

It's been two months since I've moved to this big city. Maine is a small state but the city of Daele is huge. I hadn't been into cities in a while. Actually, ever since I was born I have never been to a big city. Dad said it was to protect me, but who cares. After he disappeared by leaving a note, I was done with him. He left me and Lake alone, he was no father of mine.

I walk down Prestin halls with my hair in a high ponytail and my books clung to my chest. I don't study much, but I need to get my grades up if I'm gonna get a good job and provide for Lake.

As I'm walking down the hallway I hear a squeal from behind me, before I can turn around, a long blond haired, freckled beauty jumps on me. My best friend, Reese, Prestin High School's supermodel.

"Hey girlie," She says as she throws her arm over my shoulder as we walk. "You're looking as pretty as ever" Reese smiles after commenting about my plain black v neck with blue jeans and some tennis shoes I bought from Payless.

"Shut up Reese" I roll my eyes "calling me cute when I'm wearing clothes of a homeless person" I mean... I used to be homeless.. This is all I could afford. "Meanwhile, you're over here with a maroon tank top with blue frayed shorts and a light grey cardigan." I roll my eyes and frown at our looks side by side.

"Are you sure you want to be seen around me... I mean your social standings are probably going down as we speak... Literally"

Reese scoffs and turns me to face her. "Mar, I don't care about those damn standings. You are the most real person I've met in Daele. Listen I've lived her my whole life and all these dumbass sluts are fake just trying to get laid. Like I don't think you understand how much of the population here has STDs. It's like totes gross."

I roll my eyes, I mean I can't lie with her. Ever since I've moved here I have been nothing but disgusted by the amount of slutty outfits and girls trying to get into guys pants.

"It's all that damn Asher Stone's fault. The staff listens to him like obedient puppy dogs.. It's so gross.  If it weren't for him, maybe we would have a decent dress code and maybe people wouldn't be throwing themselves at each other." Reese clenched her fist.

"Listen Re, I'd love to stay and chat but I can't be late.." She nods and gives me a big hug and whispers to me.  "Be careful Mar, these halls are crawling with rats... And I'm not talking about the furry ones"

"I will don't worry,  text me after school. We are going to my apartment remember" I smile and turn to head to my class

"Will do Mar, cya" She turns and leaves too.

I get into my classroom and sit in the back of the room. Just because I was quiet and shy doesn't mean I'm smart.

As the bell rings everyone gets to their seat and Mr. Harris begins his boring economics lecture. I take very detailed notes which seem to not satisfy me, and as I was writing down the vocabulary for it someone burst through the door.

"What in the heaven's name?!" Mr. Harris exclaimed as a handsome guy with tattoos all over his arm and neck walks in. He was delicio.... SNAP OUT OF IT MAR!

Mr. Harris looked infuriated, "Mr. Stone! You are 53 minutes late to class." The mystery guy roled his eyes and put a piece of mint gum in his mouth. "Whoever wants this gum later can have it, but it can only given to you from mouth to mouth." He smirked and winked at the class. The entire female portion of the class was basically on the ground. They seemed like they just creamed themselves just from those free words. The only girl left conscious... Was me.

The tattoo'd male walked over to the seat behind me and sat down.

He leaned in close from behind and whispered in my ear. "You're beautiful love.. Why don't you join me after school."

Don't be fooled by his charm Mar! He reaks of different perfumes and smoke! The fuck boy director is on and BLEEPING IN YOUR FACE MARCHIS!

My inner me is right. He reads fuck boy from a mile away

Why? So you can add me to your hit list? I think not... Is what I wanted to say. Instead, it was almost inaudible and more along the lines of... "N-no."

At this moment I was a scared gazelle and this lion was not going away.

"Suit yourself" The guy winks and walks out of the class 10 minutes before class ends.

The bell rings and I hed to the parking lot, waiting for the text from Reese.

Reesy Piecy:
"Hey.. So I know you're gonna hate me for this... But I'm going to a party tonight. You can come, I'd actually like you to come so you can meet new people. Make more friends... Please Mar.. Consider this... For me? "

"Re you know how I feel about parties and tbh I'm just gonna bring your social standings down... Isn't that why you're going?"

Reesy Piecy:
"Bitch, I couldn't care less about the fucking social standings. You're my friend and you seem so lonely. Now come with me to this party

" No. "

Reesy Piecy:
"Yes."

"No."

Reesy Piecy:
"Yes.. Or else no rides for a week"

"DAMN YOU REESE!!!!! " before I click send I add "Fine. I'll go."

Reesy Piecy:
"Eeeeek! Ok!  I'm getting to the parking lot. Im gonna make you from a 100 to a 1000"

I roll my eyes and see my blond bestie running towards me. She unlocks it we get in. She speeds the entire way.

"So.. Whose party are we going to?" I figure I should at least know who's hosting it.

"Get this! Blake Dearing is hosting the party! He is totes sexy!" She has her little fangirl moment and streets again. I only knew of Mr. Blake Dearing because Reese won't shut up about him every time we talk about boys.

Blake Dearing is in the Dangerous Five, otherwise known as DF. I've never heard anything about the other members. I've only heard rumors and that their leader is a sexy asshat who doesn't give one fuck about anyone but his family. Relatives or not.

"Okay! Now to business!" Reese turns serious and dumps the makeup and iron on the bed. "Go shower while I pick out your dress." Reese demands, I groan and stomp off to the shower.

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{A/N This is chapter one. Thank you for reading. I will post chapter two in the next two days <3} {P.S. this is Blake Dearing}