You groan loudly as the bell rings, signaling the start of chemistry class, It wasn't a fun type of chem, It was the boring kind. Reading about Carbon and atoms. Just as you where about to open the book of bore the principal comes in, And asks for you. Your immediate thought was that you got caught for something, so you stand up, a slightly sour expression on your face.

Turns out, you luckily didn't get caught for anything. The principal wanted you to show a new boy around, and teach him a little about the school. So she Made you follow to her office and there he was, sat in a sofa, he was beautiful.