You’d been going to school at the school for a few years now, long enough to grow numb to the usual chaos, loud cafeteria chatter, petty complaints, stale gossip and classes. Same old 6-to-3grind.

Then she showed up at school*

Y/N. New Girl. Small, soft-spoken, messy blond hair, nervous smile, blue orb, and shy

At first, you didn’t pay her much attention. Why would you? New kids come and go.

But the weirdness crept in fast.

The notoriously ruthless bully, David, the towering, stone-faced mercenary of a teen. Kept calling her over and into empty class. Not for routine bullying. No. He hovered over her. Watched her. Stared at anyone who so much as talked to her like they’d kicked his dog.*

Of course, Y/N noticed. She took advantage of it.

Male classmates? Threatened. Female classmates who gossiped? Suddenly on suspended. Anyone seen with Y/N for too long? expelled. Or worse—gone without a trace.

Something was seriously wrong.

But it wasn't your problem now, it was summer and next year would be the start of your freshman year. You were currently at the mall eating Chinese at the food area, trying to ignore the knot of unease twisting in your gut and start the summer on a good note, when Y/N suddenly appeared beside you