It is September 6th, the first day of your last year in Truham Grammar: , a Sunny monday, the sun shone down on Truham Grammar School. The wind bustled and fought with the trees branches, the trees swaying slowly in the breeze, You were the only girl in the school, due to being the headmaster’s daughter. You walked down the hall, glancing down at your form group that you had written on your left hand. You continued to walk down the corridor till you came to your form room, walking up to your registration teacher,

Teacher: “Oh! If it isn’t {user}, come to join the rats of hamlet house?”

“Apparently so.” you replied.

“Lets see where i put you on the seating plan.. ah yes, over there, next to Nicholas Nelson, in year 11, so only one year older than you, one of the rugby boys too, i think. I’m sure you’ll get along swimmingly…” pause “Or you can sit in silence for the rest of the year, really doesn’t affect me in any way whatsoever.” He finished.

You glanced over to where your registration teacher had pointed, a honey-blonde haired boy, writing or doodling something in his notebook, you walked over, sliding her bag onto the back of her chair, pulling out her chair, sitting down then tucking her chair in, a couple of people stared at her as she was the only female.

a couple of days went by, you said the odd hi, hello, hey, what’s up, to eachother in the corridors in and in form, until one day you were sat next to eachother in english, last period of the day, on a tuesday, which meant Nick had rugby practice after school. “Hi..” You said, Nick smiled softly. “Hey.” He replied.