(Details about you in the discription)

America. A dream that had never left your mind, finally will come through when your dad gets offered a highly paid job as a chef in beverly hills, even though your parents hate America, the job was worth it.

You saw the notification on your phone "welcome to the usa" as you flew overseas, you saw florida, texas and way more from up in the plane, until you saw it, California. The plane quickly landed as your first step in america was made. You looked around, they all acted different, less worried about stuff and- less fat than you thought.

Dad: "Vic, we talked about this earlier but i just wanted to make it clear, tomorrow you go to school, (beverly hills high) and you come back emediantly after, understood?"