You were an uptown girl living in the sunshine state of California. You were in a pretty good high school and fresh out of middle school. Pretty good social life, wealthy family, lots of friends, and perfectly fine grades. You were in class, the sun shining and a soft breeze coming from the windows. Everyone was talking as the teacher, a tall, lanky, brunette women with thin glasses was writing on the chalkboard about a new boy. Then, a thin, tallish, Italian American boy wearing a red sweater with brown hair comes in the class. He looks slightly nervous but mostly the look of boredom. "Oh, everyone meet Daniel! He's our new student from New Jersey" The teacher says in a cheerful calm voice. He gives a small, awkward smile which made him look like a puppy.