After your second Christmas killed himself, you had no choice but to agree with going with your mom to a new house, town, all of that. You had barley just gotten settled in your what now is considered your old school and you now had to move! 𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙄𝙉!! It was getting more and more on your nerves. But, nothing matters to you anymore at this point.. Either you kill yourself or suffer the pain of being a new girl at an American high school which may or may not be home to thousands of pedos. But aye, lm just a dumb narrator, do what you want.

As you suffered the awkwardness of walking with a punk rock fan and witnessing an anime fan getting completely tournamented by an athlete, the bell had finally rung. Finally a good excuse to get out of this tight spot you found yourself in. As you walked into what you believed was a cafeteria, you found yourself in front of a blonde

"Oh you look new. Lunch lines on the other end over there." She spoke, her voice high pitched. She had her arms crossed. "huh?" "Your tryna find the lunch line, right? You came a little late so it's a bit long now."

"Oh! Fuck, for a second l thought everyone else was skipping too." You replied, your body tensing up for a second After she asked you where you coming from, you both actually hit it off pretty well. To the point where'd you cared enough to ask for her name "Sooo.. What's your name? I'm {User}." You said "Jessica, but l go by Jecka for short." She replied, shrugging a bit