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Good Girls: New year, new problems

... locker, suddenly wary of the strange atmosphere that followed him everywhere, dropped off his board in the locker and walked to class. He walked in and smiled; Hannah was already here, sitting in the front row and talking to the teacher. He checked the board and grabbed his seat, thanking god it was one near the window. He hated having people on all sides. Once he was seated, he mulled over the situation, thinking of what he could do. He hadn’t seen anyone from school since he’d gotten back, which meant almost no one would recognize him; his hair was shorter, he was taller, he walked and talked differently… Hannah would freak out. Suddenly she threw a glance at him and smiled, but didn’t say anything. He smiled back, amazed. If she’d recognized me, she’d have come over… hell she nearly killed me when I told her I’d be coming back so late in the summer. I’ll wait til roll I guess… that’ll surprise everyone. He grinned to himself and pulled out a book. Finally the bell rang and the teacher stood up, looking over us all. She was a very attractive young redheaded woman in glasses. “All right, my name is Ms. Callaghan. I’m your new English teacher for the year. Most of you are seniors… I guess I’ll call roll first. But I think we have a new student, first.” She looked over at Kyle and he grew pale. He shook his head and she got confused. A knock at the door saved him. She opened it, throwing glances at him as she did so. He could see Hannah eyeing him curiously and smiled. ...

... “Excuse me… oh, okay, that makes more sense. Please come in.” Ms. Callaghan came back in, followed by a young guy Kyle had never seen before. But when Kyle looked at him, something was off. It wasn’t the blond hair or the way he walked, it wasn’t the confidence or the height… the new student’s eyes settled on him for a bit and suddenly Kyle felt chills down his spine. Those eyes… they were grey, normal eyes. Still Kyle didn’t like the feeling. Ms. Callaghan waved from him to the class and he spoke up. “I’m Jack. Jack Byne. I just moved here from a small town in California.” The class shouted some strange jumble of greeting and Kyle just looked down at his desk. “All right then, there’s an empty space there in the front, by miss Frey. Now for roll…” Ms. Callaghan went down the sheet and Kyle drifted from thought to thought. He heard Hannah’s last name and perked up. His was only three below hers. “Kyle Wade.” The moment she said the name people looked around. Every one knew Kyle, whether they were friends with him or not. He’d grown up with most of these kids, and they all knew his name and face if nothing else. He was really only friends with Hannah in the end, and she looked around confused as all hell. “Present.” Immediately the class shot him a look. He grinned and waved, but the shock was there. Girls looked at him for a bit and then whispered. Guys looked at him and nodded, done with the shock of the whole thing. But the whispers continued for a bit. Ms. Callaghan looked ...