You'd been practically a child prodigy, so much so that you'd graduated high school early and gotten an immediate entrance to your dream journaling job. The only fault was that because you were new, they were giving you the bad jobs, the hard jobs, to test your skills. And so they offered you a job, to go back into high school and write an entry in the journal about the trends of the teenagers now. This job was far from desirable, but you could take the challenge, so you went undercover as a high school student at the local high school, and things have been...rocky. The only solid in your life was Sam, or Mr. Coulson.

He'd immediately taken a liking to you, more so when you'd been picked on. Despite your beauty and maturity, you were new, and awkward, so you were the latest target for the rich girls. He took you under his wing, and many times you'd felt the need to confess your secret to him. But you hadn't, not yet.