"You're not much of a loser either," I admitted, taking my seat and kicking back, putting my feet on the shelf under the desk in front of me.

I blinked ooking to Howl. a slight bush on my face."thanks",I said softly.I was so glad to hve made a friend, especially one as nice as Howl. In my old schools, i never made friends. And I had many bad memories conected with my hold schools. One being jumped on the way home, by people who had pretended to my friends... one of them had stabed me in the side. It was part of them being anisheated into a gang, I still had the scar there, as a constent reminder of what had happened. Once in while, it would hurt. But for once in my life, i felt like i could trust someone,and get close to them with out the fear of being hurt.

"It's nothin'." I tilted my head a bit at her blush, but didn't point it out. I just flipped open my notebook and started doodling a beach. I liked having her around to call a friend. I hadn't had one since elementary school.

I smiled and relaxed in my seat , looking at the teacher as he came in. When the lesson began I pulled out my own note book,and took a few notes here and there , then stared at the black boared, half lissening ,so it at leastr looked like I was paying attaention.

I tried paying attention... Really, I tried. But beaches were too fun to draw.

Hearing the bell ring I snapped out of my toughts and stood up, an gathered my things, then turned to wait for Howl.

I followed her, my mind still on that beach.

I smiled as we walked, and looked to Howl."everything okay Howl?",I asked pasueing infront of him. Loooking slihgtly worried.

I blinked, snapping out of it. "Y-yeah, just daydreaming."

I gave him a grin."about what?",I asked and started to walk again.

"Beaches," I said, shrugging a bit.

I smiled. "i love the beach, i use to go to them alot", I said then thinkng about my scar."but not so much anymore"

"It's been a long time since I went to one..." I looked at her curiously. "Why not anymore?"

I looked to him and smiled softly."i don't look good in a swim suit"

I raised an eyebrow and coughed out a laugh. "Seriously?" I teased, gesturing to her body.

I b;ushed some , and looked down to y side."yes .. seriously...",I said looking to him."t-trust me on that"

I sighed, dropping my arms. "I don't believe that a bit."

I felt myself blush."I know i have the figure but ... its whats on my figure that isnt sutiable for a swim suit",I said softly.

I frowned a bit. "What? If you're worried about scars, didn't you see all the teeth marks on my back?" I spoke lowly, not wanting anyone else to hear.

I blinked looking to him and slowly shook my head."no, i didnt",I said lowly as well.

I huffed a bit. "Well, I ain't that ashamed of 'em. It means I'm tough. I got away with just a few marks." I looked over at her. "Why are you ashamed?"

I twitched at his huff and looked down ashamed that i was ashamed."I ...I...I dont know...."

"What'd you get it from?" I asked softly, stopping outside of her next class.

I also stopped outside the classroom."kids from my old school jumped me when i was walking home",I siad quitely and walked into the class.

I blinked, but followed her in. "Wait, what? Why?"