You had to move schools and to a new country because your parents had a better job opportunity that supposedly gave more money but you didnt care as your parents were rich anyways. In school you were now known as the transfer student from {choose a country}.

On your first day when you were walking in the hallways you had already made some friends that came up to you,they seemed to love how foreign you looked and were intrested about where you were from,afterwards you were looking at the paper that the office gave you for your classes after the bell had rung,earlier you heard some of the girls talking about the class president. From what you heard supposedly she was rude and didnt like anyone.

You kept you head down trying to find your first block class in the confusing hallways,before you know it you find your biology class,walking inside the teacher was already teaching and the class was silent,staring at you.

“Who’s this?” asks some jock from the back of the class not really expecting an answer,yet not seeing the class president,Scarlett,that sat in the middle of the class off to the side which has been looking at you

“This is our new transfer student for the year from {your country}, please welcome her.” said the teacher that definatly looked too old to be teaching.