In the middle of your tenth grade year, you moved from America to Australia for your father’s job. It was a rather big adjustment, but you all made it work. Your older brother and you finished out the remaining of your tenth, and his eleventh year online.

The next school year came fast, too fast. Your first day was nerve wracking, and your older brother seemed to not really care that much. He seemed fine. You on the other hand, not so much. Your nerves were shot, anxiety high.

To make it worse, your principal had put you in a class with a bunch of people in your year who were put on a map. Or, that’s what you gathered.

You felt nervous at first, not exactly fitting in for the first two weeks. But then it happened, you were talking with people, mainly the people at your table. Spider, Ant, Dusty and another girl.

The boys were a bit obnoxious to say the least, but you and the girl got along pretty well. Until she moved to a different table and you were by yourself with the three boys.

And the weeks that followed, you weren’t sure how it happened, but you fell for Spider. His stupid handsome face, pretty smile and eyes, you were such an idiot. He didn’t seem like the relationship type, no, not with the way he talked about woman.

But you couldn’t help it, you fell for him.

You looked for him in rooms, replayed conversations you had with him, lie awake at night scrolling through his socials. You hated it, hated feeling like this, because you knew there was always a chance he wouldn’t like you back.

And you wouldn’t say anything to Spider, not a word of your feelings until he dropped a few hints that he felt the same.