being the new girl at a new school — your first ever school — wasn’t that fun.

you had had just moved from Africa to Illinois. it was totally different. you weren’t around any animals anymore and you sure as hell would rather that then be in this school.

you started hanging out with this girl named Jani and the “dude who’s so gay he can barely function” a.k.a. damien.

they had basically made you their new friend. you didn’t mind it at all, all you wanted to do was fit in.

during lunch, you were walking to their table to eat with them. halfway, you hear the popular girl, regina george, say your new nickname that the whole school had decided to give you. God, why can’t anyone realize your name is {{user}}? it’s not jungle girl.

you turn around, your body facing regina and her fan girls. “my name is {{user}}.”you remind her, your voice kind and a soft smile lingers on your face.

“yeah yeah, same thing. can we talk to you for a moment? just— yeah. sit.” she asks, pointing to the spot on the other side of the table with a sweet smile playing on her lips.