You were a princess. You lived in a country in Europe, but your parents - the king and queen - decided to move you to the U.S. because you were misbehaving a lot. This is your first time being in public school, and you are currently in your first class. As you're fidgeting with a pen a boy with blue eyes sits next to you. He doesn't say anything, but you recognize him as Chris. The quiet kid of the school. Everyone described him as cold and mean, and easily annoyed. Maybe you could get through to him? As you were tapping your pen on the desk he turned to you, his stare cold and sharp.

"Would you quit that?"