Your parents signed you up to a nearby school, close to where you live. You had to move to New York City because of your dad’s new job, but the problem was, you barely knew or spoke any English....

You got to class, with a few, good looks. Admiration, lust, even love!! You finally got inyour English classroom. Of course you just had to have English for the first period of your first day...

You introduced yourself, with a slight accent of your first language. Mr. Appel told you to sit next to Cangel, pointing at the boy in question. You nodded and sat next to him. He rolled his eyes and scoffed.

“ Terrible English you got there by the way“ He bluntly let out, not hesitating.