I pulled into school for my first day. My dad had decided to surprise me by giving me my own to make for the move. I wasn't exactly a big fan of it even though there were several good explanations for it. For one, our house in Odessa was destroyed by a nuclear guy. On top of that, the Company known as Primatech was chasing us. Why did they have so much interest in me? All I could do was heal. It's not I was of any use to them. So anyway we had moved to Costa Verde, California which was a suburb of San Diego. I got out of the car and walked to the adjacent one before a loud horn honked and caused me the jump.

"What the hell?" I asked as I looked at the culprit. It was a girl in a convertible. In many ways she was similar to me. The main different was that she had blue eyes while I had brown eyes.

"You're standing in my spot." She remarked.

"Sorry." I said as I glared at her then began to walk away. I then heard a second honk. "What now?"

"Your car's unlocked." She said as the top of her car closed up. "You better fix that if you don't want it stolen."

Once she was parked, I went over to my vehicle and locked it up.

"So are you new here?" She asked.

"Yeah." was all that I said.

"What's your name?" She questioned. "I'm Elle."

"Claire." I replied as I began to walk inside. It's not like there was anything wrong with the girl, I just felt the need to get to class even though I was new so I could afford to be late. My first class was gym which was one of my best subjects back at Union Wells and I'm not just saying that because all of the cheerleaders got automatic A's. I actually was pretty decent at sports. After being given my uniform, I began to change. It seemed like all of the girls were out and dressed when a whistle was heard. Why was everyone assaulting my ears today?

"Ms. Watkins, I know that you're captain of the soccer team but that doesn't give you an excuse to be late." The teacher said. I turned to see Elle standing in the doorway. So now I know one thing about her.

"Sorry I was just a little preoccupied." Elle said.

"Yeah with your tongue down some girl's throat." One of the other girls remarked. She was one of the cheerleaders. She reminded me a lot of someone I used to know.

"Sounds like you're jealous Debbie." Elle countered as the cheerleader glared at her.

"Okay that's enough." The coach interrupted. "Ms Watkins, please get dressed and I'll see you after class."

Elle groaned before heading to the locker room to change.

So apparently at this school the cheerleaders got to work on their routine during gym. Though these ones seemed like bigger bitches than the ones at my old school. So while they were doing their thing, the rest of us were playing soccer. Elle was on my team.

"You ever played forward before?" She asked me.

"Once though I haven't played much at all." I replied.

"Well if you've ever played at all, you'd be better than what we got." Elle joked. Some of the other girls looked to protest but Elle just glared at them with a look that said 'prove you don't suck' "Three of the girls are on the other team are all varsity."

"I guess I can try." I said.

We played for most of the period. The score was tied at 3 with Elle scoring all three goals. They had her covered pretty well so she passed the ball to me. I had a shot on the net and I managed to score. The whistle then blew, signaling the end of the game.

Elle ended up approaching me in the locker room. "So you were pretty good out there." She commented. "Especially for someone who hasn't played much."

"Well I've always been a little athletic." I remarked. "I used to be a cheerleader at my old school."

"Well I think you might belong in the game rather than on the sidelines." She remarked as I began to take my uniform off. She kept hers on. "Come to soccer field after school."

I noticed she had taken her left shoe off and placed it next to me. I stared at her.

"Put it on. I wanna see if it fits." She instructed.

"Why?" I asked.

"I have an extra pair of cleats and if this fits then my cleats will too." She explained as I put my foot inside of her shoe. It fit perfectly.

"It fits." I told her before taking it off.

"Great." She beamed as she put her hands together. "So you probably get to class."

"What about you?" I asked as I put my own shoes on.

"I have to run laps for being late." She informed.

"So why were you late anyway?" I asked.

"I was just busy and missed the bell." She replied. "I wasn't making out with a girl…today. Debbie's just a bitch."

I stood there for a second completely still like I was waiting for her to say something. When she did it was definitely something unexpected

"Why are you still here?" She snapped. "I can't walk you to your next class or anything."

I grabbed my handbag and walked out not saying a word to her. I didn't know what I had done to set her off like that.

So the rest of the day was pretty uneventful. I went through all of my other classes with the same routine. In them I was Claire Petrelli, new girl. The rest of my family was using the name Butler but I asked to use my own name. It's not like anyone would be able to connect me to Nathan halfway across the country or Peter, wherever he was. I also used a bit of strategy. I knew that my grandmother had some input in the company and if they were looking for me, she might protect me.

I hadn't seen Elle for the rest of the day. She wasn't in any of my classes and I didn't see her in the halls either. (Though with 3000 students, the chances of seeing any one person aren't that high) Nevertheless, I had decided that I was going to attend the soccer tryout. I texted Mom saying she needed to pick Lyle up and told him the news. After the meeting with him, I headed out to the field.

So I decided to make a story based on soccer. I can tell you now that Elle is not undercover. More will be found out about her later. So what's going to happen to Claire? How will tryouts go? Will she make the team?