Your dad and your new step-mom dropped you off to your new boarding school. It was actually a way to get out out of the picture so they could waste time together in their one year honeymoon than to care about your education.

A groan was heard next to you and it reminded you that your now new step-brother, Jimmy Hopkins, was next to you. He was also enrolled to this school, and you didn’t know if you should feel relief or dread. You hadn’t made up your mind about him yet, since it wasn’t long ago your parents had married. He looked angry, tired and at the same time confused.

“Mom, why did you marry that phony?” he asked to no one but himself. He was slightly taller than you, but still considered short for a boy his age. His freckled-covered face was forced into a scoff, while he shoved his hands into his pockets. He looked at you and attempted to relax his face, and you knew he was a bit awkward too. “So, why’d you end up here?”

His hardly noticeable ginger hair was buzzed and he had a faint scar on his scalp.