Between Us |ACM|

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The girls name is Hudson Daniels, and well it's because I want it to be, I love girls with guy names hence all of my stories.

I don't think the POV's are going to have any specific orders, maybe it'll be like Sunlight and Shadow and switch every chapter, but idk yet.

Just another thing before we start, nothing in this book is meant to offend anyone in any way, I'm not say it's going too, but it all depends on how you take things, if I do offend you, feel free to tell me, and I'll explain to you how it wasn't meant to offend...

Let's get this shit started shall we?

| HUDSON |

I walk through the halls, trying to ignore everyone's stare on me. It's obvious that they've already noticed I'm new, but the staring is so blatantly obvious that it makes my jaw clench in anger. I find my locker, putting in the combination I had written down on my hand, swinging it open. I shove my bag into my locker, and fold my schedule up putting it into the pocket of my tight skinny jeans.

I straighten out my Guns N' Roses t-shirt, rolling up the sleeves before grabbing a pen and slamming my locker shut. I walk to my first period, which is unfortunately English. I find the room with ease, the school being almost too easy to maneuver. When I walk in the door, the bell rings, and the teacher looks at me with a bright smile.

"Why hello there!" She chirps "You must be our new student, I'm Ms. Ryan, why don't you introduce yourself to the class" She motions to the podium in the front of the room, and I roll my eyes discretely, standing behind it.

"Hi, I'm Hudson. I moved here from New York" I shrug.

"What do you like to do?" Ms. Ryan asks.

"I like to sleep" I snort and the class snickers.

"Okay then" She nods "Does anyone have any questions for Hudson?"

"I do" Some egotistical jock raises his hands, and unfortunately Ms. Ryan acknowledges his presence.

"Yes Blake"

"So when that plane went down in the Hudson River, did it really go down on you?" He smirks, and the class chuckles.

"Ahh, the beautiful sound of yet another moron" I throw my hair over my shoulder "Music to my ears. It brings me great reassurance that even here there are plenty of ignorant jackasses that will be available to mow my lawn and cook my burgers after high school" I wink, and the class laugh harder, all of them speaking of how this Blake kid 'just got totally burned dude'.

"Alright, that's enough. You can have a seat in that empty seat in the back" Ms. Ryan points to the chair in the corner next to some guy who looks like he'd rather be at home, but then again, wouldn't everyone? I take the seat next to him, and he looks over at me for a split second before turning away.

"Cool tats" Some girl in front of me turns around "I wish my Daddy let me get one" She pouts.

"And by 'Daddy' do you mean biological, or sugar?" I ask, and the kid next to me chuckles. She turns back around without a response, and I laugh.

"You're on a roll" The kid next to me laughs.

"I try my best, but it's not always worth it, now I have to keep this shit up" I chuckle.

"I'm Jason" He holds out his hand "But people call me Storm"

"Why the hell do they do that?"

"They don't, I was just hoping you'd believe it" He snorts.

"I'll call you Storm, maybe it'll catch on" I wink.

"I'll call you River, just 'cause it's cool" He shrugs.