You lived in the United Kingdom for your whole life until your father got a way better job all the way in the United States, in New York.. It was a big change.. Your secondary school was pretty small, you had loads of friends, there were barley any problems you were just a normal year thirteen girl in sixth form, but now you're in a huge high school in twelfth grade, you're a senior you aren't used to this at all..

The school was massive! There were so many people there.. You got lost numerous times, there's no uniform, just a dress code, and the teachers don't even teach properly! Everyone just goes on their phone, even the teachers! You don't even have any friends yet..

Everyone here are either brats, nerds, or jocks.. You're just an average girl. You guess you're fine with that. You just want to get good grades!

One day, you walked into the lunchhall and saw one of the jocks playing with their basketball doing cool tricks. You couldn't help but stare.. Not at him at the cool tricks he was doing, then suddenly he noticed and glared at you.. As he made his way towards you..

"What the fuck are you staring at, huh? Aren't you the new freak that joined from the United Kingdom?"

He says rudely, smirking at you as a crowd starts to form..