Hello everyone, i've been posting my stories on for a long time, i think i've put up nearly ten on a different site, most getting finished or lost over the few years ive been watching the show, but this story has been one of mine, and my readers, favorites for a while. I hope you all like it, a have a lot of chapters to put up for it so i hope you don't mind reading!! Anyway i stated in my other story that all the titles are names of great songs that i figure have great names to fit whats going on in the story..so Enjoy!!

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Allow Me To Introduce Myself…Miss. Right By White Tie Affair

That's seven private schools down and none to go. The last one barely had me a week before calling my mom and begging her to come get me. She unwillingly obliged and I was ushered out of the school by security. Mother wasn't too pleased, but lets get real, when is she ever pleased with me? I'm the 'other' child, Dad's favorite but only second best to my sister, Kyla, in my Mother's eyes. Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Ashley Davies, and if I were you I wouldn't get in my way, because today I start public school and lets just say I'm not that happy about it. In the other schools, I was the ruler from the moment I started classes. I got all the guy's attention, and some of the girl's too. The teachers didn't even bother with me. I could do anything and all they could do to me was expel me. I love being the wild card, but now I might be just that rock star's daughter… Looking into the mirror a reflected image of myself smiled back at me. The reflected Ashley wore a short white skirt, one that made it difficult to sit but looked great, and a black boy friend T that dipped in the V-neck just enough to leave some to the imagination. A seat belt buckle belt clipped nicely in front and a pair of black low top converse finished off the outfit. The only good thing about this new public school is no uniforms. I was ecstatic to find out I wouldn't need those thousands of ugly plaid skirts any more. Doing a double check on my hair and make up I grab my purse, pushing my cell into my pocket before going down the stairs, my little sister Kyla already waiting by the door, an unhappy expression on her face.

"I hate you." She said sternly.

"Why today?" I asked, her moodiness not much of a surprise for me.

"Because you can't stay out of trouble, ever! I was just getting into that last school and you had to ruin it, as always." She huffed, crossing her arms and shifting her weight to one foot in angry.

"Get over it air head. I'm sure there will be guys for you to fuck with here too." I retorted and she straightened her posture, ready to defend herself when the door bell rang. Instead of returning a rude come back, my raven haired sister turned and opened the door, a smiling chauffeur standing in the entrance.

"Your ride to school as been arranged for you Miss. Davies." He said, addressing us both with a smile.

"We'll be right there Daniel." Kyla answered, still getting his name wrong after years of him driving us around. But he nodded anyway, heading to the black car in our drive way. Without any more words to the snarling girl I brushed by her and followed Dave to the car, allowing him to open the door for me before I slide in, Kyla coming in after me. We sat in a thick silence as the car drove us to the new hell.

I stepped out of the car, and squinted as the sun came as an attack to my dark brown eyes. Looking over the school, King High, I could see it was the epitome of clique up holding movie high schools. To my left, in what I think is the quad, was a group of cheerleaders running their snake claws all over a blonde boy in a basketball jersey. A few of the blonde jock's friends where fooling around, teasing a kid with very advanced looking math books. Guy's with skate boards were riding the railing down over and over with their boards. It was all very…expected.
I stepped away from the car, waving to Dave as I walked toward the schools office. As I made my way there I passed the group of harassing jocks. Right away the undefined leader stops and looks over at me. He's tall and muscular, his eyes bore hoels in my ass as his friend wolfe whistled my way.

"Hey baby." He says and runs to catch up with me, I didn't stop walking. "Haven't seen you around before, and I'm sure I'd remember a body like that." I rolled my eyes at him.

"I guess they let you keep your brain when you joined the team then?" I asked, stepping into the cooled office, the male still following me. Ignoring his next words I asked the lady at the front desk for my schedule.

"Your name dear?"

"Davies, Ashley." I responded and she began her search.

"Ashley, see even your names hot." He said.

"Listen, Jock strap, I'm not interested in anything your looking to stick in me so why don't you just disappear." I turned back to the woman who then handed me a paper. I read over it quickly, My home room is also my 2nd period class and study hall, and I hope the teacher wasn't a total shit brain like my last film teacher.
"Hey, I'm not trying to bring you any harm baby."

"Then why not leave?"

"Don't you even want to know my name?" he asked, leaning into the counter next to us.

"Will you leave once I know it?"

"If you want." I sighed and nodded.

"Alright, what's your name?"

"Aiden Dennison." He replied, sticking out his hand. I took it unhappily and shook.

"Nice to meet you, now if you don't mind, I need to find my first class." I stepped around the large boy and passed my sister on the way out.

"Hey sexy." I heard behind me and decided Kyla had met Aiden. With a shake of my head I went to my locker, finding it among the hordes of students. I put my purse in and locked it again. Looking at my schedule I reread the name of my home room teacher. Carlin, B13 I thought to myself, now I needed to find it.