couple years ago. Ever since, we've been on our own trying to make it". She looked at me sadly. "My brother's 21 and I'm 16. I know I'm dirty, but its all I have". Compassion for her filled my heart. "Hey why don't you come over to my house after school? I have a ton of clothes that would fit you", I offered. She was a misfit in this school. A poor girl, in the midst of all of us "rich kids". Stuck up, snobby rich kids. "I don't know ... At least I have clothes to wear", she said sticking her head up proudly. I smiled. "Yeah, but I was planning on giving them away anyway. How about it?" "I'll ask my brother. Maybe tomorrow", she said. I nodded. The day finally ended and I saw my new friend being picked up by her brother in a beat up pick up. "Bye, see you tomorrow!" I called waving. She smiled shyly and waved back. Janessa had made sure I would pay for embarrassing her. In one afternoon she had turned the entire school against me. Or so I thought. "Hey wait up!" a guy's voice called after me as I began walking home. I turned around. A guy that I'd seen, never talked to of course, was running toward me. He had beautiful light brown eyes and thick, curly, black hair and the cutest dimples. He stopped as he got to me. "I'm Zane, whats your name?" he energetically asked smiling. Genuinely. "I'm Xiana", I said smiling back. "Nice name! I just wanted to tell you that I saw what you did for that girl. I was behind you in the cafe line too. That was really cool and I don't care what Janessa says, your awesome. Pretty too", he said grinning bashfully. My mouth almost dropped open. "U'hh ... thanks", I stammered. "Anyway, I gotta go, but hey lets hang out sometime, okay?" With that he turned around and ran back to the football team of which he was a part. The star, in fact. I turned for home once again, completely stunned. After getting home, I practiced each instrument for a good hour each. When I finished practicing I was pretty hungry. Going to the kitchen and getting myself a snack, I sat down to think about the day. I really hoped that Candie would let me help her. And I knew who Zane was, as I thought about it. He was Janessa's old ( and maybe current ) crush. He'd never even glanced at her despite all of her flirtation. As I was walking into school the next day I noticed all the football team and cheerleaders standing outside talking. I was positive that Z