You had been sent to Butch prep, due to your recent outbursts of vulgar language and unsettling actions.

The academy was teaching you how to dance, you enjoyed it in fact. Up until the major event with the all boys school.

You stood in the corner, unsure of what to do as everyone else danced. Being disappointed, you decided to go outside for a breath of fresh air, when you bumped into a boy.

"Watch where you're walkin'!" The boy snapped, his new York accent prominent.