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Chapter 1: Moving In
I looked out the window of my new house. The moving van had just arrived and my dad was showing the movers where to put all our stuff. I had to admit the house was bigger than our old one back in San Francisco, but the fact didn't change that through my persistence, my dad refused to stay in California. We were now in stupid Bayville.

My room was upstairs but I was currently in the kitchen with my mom who was unpacking all our kitchen stuff. Max, my younger brother, was playing with our Labrador retriever outside were the movers were working.

"Haley, could you hand me that spatula?" my mom asked.

I grabbed the spatula by its handle from one of the brown boxes and handed it to mom.

My stomach was churning with anticipation and nervousness. I would be a freshman in a new high school with different people. I wouldn't know one person and I'd be a loner sitting all by myself in the corner where all the cheerleaders could pick on me. I didn't think I was self-centered but all I could think about at the moment was me – and my problems.

Max would be going to middle school. Middle school isn't as tough as high school and he'd be lucky because after middle school, at least he'd know enough people to hang out with in high school.

Just then Max and our Labrador retriever, Spike, came in. Max was holding a box full of my stuff. He impishly held up my diary and I quickly sped over and snatched it from him.

"I think it'll be fun here," Max smiled.

"No you don't. You were whining the whole plane ride over here. I know, because I was sitting right next to you," I rolled my eyes and thought, (Unfortunately.)

Max frowned and continued. "When Spike and I were driving around with dad we saw this huge mansion. I think it said something like 'institute' on the sign outside."

(Probably an institute for crazy people), I thought.

Dad came in hearing Max's last comment. He had a box full of sports stuff and set it down next to Spike.

"Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters," my dad explained. "Mr. Fujioka, our neighbor, said it's a place for kids with a lot of potential. His daughter happens to be friends with one of the students there. I think he said her name was Jean?"

My mom beamed up from the kitchen counter. "Well, if it's a place for gifted children than our little Haley's going to have some competition."

Max rolled his eyes. Somehow I had become the smart one in the family, obviously by inheriting all the smart genes while my brother hadn't inherited one. I was taking honor classes and my parents were very supportive of my talents. They wanted me to participate in every extracurricular activity. Don't get me wrong. I liked being smart, as long as it would get me a successful future but there was too much hard work involved. I was born lazy, ok? Nobody was going to change that.

"Want to check out the mansion? It's huge!" Max exclaimed.

I shrugged. "Why not? Beats unpacking boxes."

Max and I waited outside for mom. She was going to drive us since dad had some work to do and she hadn't seen this "Institute for the Gifted" anyway.

We drove by and I became just as excited as Max when I saw the huge mansion. It was HUGE and I could tell there must have been very tight security. Just how many kids lived in that place including all the faculty members?

I was surprised to learn just four people lived there: two teachers and two students.

Taryn Fujioka had told me. She was our next-door neighbor. Her father had invited our family over to their house in order to get to know each other. Mom had made a casserole dish. Spike stayed back at the house with all our unpacked stuff.

"Just four people live in that huge mansion?" I asked, "What do they do with all that space?"

The raven-haired girl next to me on the sofa shrugged.

"I don't really ask Jean that much on her private life. I'm more interested in Scott Summers," Taryn explained.

"Who?" I asked.

"A junior this year like me. He is a huge hunk, only if he'd take his sunglasses off. I'm dieing to see what he's hiding behind them," Taryn said dreamily.

I didn't quite understand what she was talking about so I decided to bring up the subject on Bayville High.

"Bayville High's ok.We're having a football game on tomorrow. Our star quarterback is Duncan Matthews, Jean's boyfriend," Taryn said.

Star quarterback? A jock? So if Jean was dating a jock and Taryn was best friends with Jean it obviously meant she was popular. No way would I be sitting with Taryn Fujioka. One glance at me, and you could tell right away I was no popularity queen.

I had incredibly straight blonde hair and black glasses, framed around my green eyes. I usually wore brown, black, or white clothing that covered my pale skin. Not to mention I was insecure and shy around too many people. You could say I was partly claustrophobic.

Suddenly Max came running in. He said that we had to leave and I was relieved for that. I was really tired and couldn't handle too much conversation with Taryn. She was nice and all but a little too much on the snobbish side. Typical prep.

When we finally got home and I reached my room, my thoughts immediately went to the football game tomorrow, which was Saturday. School for me would start on Monday so going to the football game tomorrow would be a good way for me to meet new people. I noted to myself that I had to remember to ask mom bright and early tomorrow whether we could go or not. She was a doctor and wouldn't have to start her work until next Wednesday.

I put on my pajamas and snuggled under the covers of my rather bare room. My eyes closed and my thoughts slowly drifted. Both excitement and nervousness ran through me thinking about my new life. The new life I had begun in Bayville. Bayville, New York.

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