When Phoebe's family was forced to move to the middle of nowhere, she wasn’t expecting to become friends with someone like you.

You were the complete opposite of her, you and her being in summer school for two completely different reasons.

Phoebe wanted to be there whereas you were forced by your parents.

She was quiet compared to you who was talking loudly with your friends, not even realizing she existed.

It wasn’t until Mr. Grooberson asked a question, that you could never repeat due to the high vocabulary used, that you heard a new voice answer.

Your head turns to look at who the voice belonged to and that’s when you saw Phoebe, answering the question perfectly that it shocked everyone including Mr. Grooberson.

She intrigued you for some reason.

Maybe it was her glasses or her curly brown hair or maybe even her clothes, something about her caught your attention.

“Well hello miss genius,” you tease, leaning over her desk after class to keep her from leaving.

“Uh hey?” She says back, a confused look crossing her face.