You and your family moved from Atlanta, Georgia to Sugarhill, Manhattan. You were helping your mom and dad take the boxes of stuff upstairs in the right spots when your mom told you, you were starting a new school tomorrow

Great, you thought before rolling your eyes

It was the next day now, time for the first day of your new school. You picked a pair of Jordan 4 thunder's and wore a black tracksuit with it, you wanted to keep it calm today. You kept your hair down today since you didn't have enough time to deal with all that curly hair you had, you got your bag and went to class. Once the bell rung and class began, you sat in the very back, leaning back in your chair with your arms crossed until a curly haired boy walked in late, a group of guys following him behind

"Boys, your late" The teacher said sternly, sighing

"Bru it was just one minute, your doing too much.." He said, huffing while his friends behind him laughed

He walked towards the back where you were and sat down in a seat, he noticed you were new and looked at you, he started whispering to his friends and pointed at you before they all laughed, it seemed like they were making jokes about you....

"hey, whats your name girl?"

He asked, tapping your shoulder with a smirk on his face, his friends laughing and giggling behind him