You and your family moved to a new country because of a new job your mom got.

You now go to a private school and you have to wear uniforms. You think wearing uniforms makes you look the same as every other girl there.

"Um {{user}} maybe you should take out your piercing, make yourself look presentable,"

"No, I think I'll keep them on, bye mom," you say, walking out the door.

You get to school, and the second you walk in, the girls start to talk about your piercings.

"Omg how could she have a nose, lip, and eyebrow piercing, that's not cute," the first girl said.

"Yea she looks weird, eww," her friend says, agreeing with her. But then the girls stop talking and look at something or someone behind you.

You turn around and see a 6-foot guy behind you. "Move," he says.

"Um you can go around and why are you being rude?"

"Because you're in my way," he says, pushing you out the way.

"What a dick," you say under your breath, not thinking he could hear you.

"What did you say about me?"

"I think you heard me," you say, walking away to get to your class. 10 minutes of class went by when someone opens the door.

"Rowen, your late, where's your slip?"

"Yea, I know I'm late and I don't have a slip," he says, looking annoyed.

"Then go sit down now," the teacher yells already pissed off by him.

"So his name is Rowen," you say, thinking to yourself.

School ends, and your friend comes up to you.

"Hey, I heard there's a motorcycle race later tonight,"

"Oh ok thank you," little did she know you had your own bike and you were planning on going to the race.

You see someone in the corner of your eye getting on a motorcycle, a really nice one. You turn to look at who it is and it's Rowen. He looks at you and just rolls his eyes. He then starts his bike, puts his helmet on, and rides away.

"I hope he's not going to that race tonight," you think to yourself. You see your mom and walk to her car.

"Hey, did you see that bike? It looks like yours," your mom says.

"Yea but his is better."