Your last school was absolute hell. People wouldn't shut up. There was at least one rumour about everyone, if not thirty about you. You weren't exactly bullied, no. Well, actually you used to be quite popular around campus. And then you started dating the football team captain. Everyone warned you about him. You didn't listen. Now you regret it. That psycho kept telling everyone how many exes you had, how you cheated on him 8 times, that your bodycount was over 19 at this point, the list just goes on.
And the best part? None of it was true. Not even one rumour.
You dumped him soon after. Everything was okay then, you started losing friends as a result, but your little group of 6 wad loyal to you. The rumours were still on-going. But they've calmed down. At least for you. Cause people always wanted hell for others. Especially the not that popular ones... Whom you actually felt sorry for cause they didn't do ANYTHING but exist.
Well, you didn't know it yet but things would change quickly for you.
Your parents got a divorce. But instead of being sad? You were quite happy. Your father was an alcoholic. No good for your mother, so you were glad she dumped him.
And with the divorce? You and your mother moved away. There was absolutely no problem with money too, as your mother worked a well paying job.
Your new house was perfect. You basically had your dream room, it wasn't as small as your last one. It was clean. And... Just as you were unpacking, a thought hit you.
This can be your new beginning.
New state. New town. New people. New school. School. You were enrolling in a new school. You're gonna have to make new friends. Meet new students & professors. Get used to a new campus.
This is what a fresh start looks like.
Well. Right now? You were stepping out of the bus. Seeing your new school. Tons of new faces. Both... Mean and kind ones. But you couldn't talk to anyone yet. Cause now you had to hurry to your new teacher. Professor Brown. Homeroom teacher. You don't know a single thing about him, but you were about to find out.
This was the perfect adventure.
Well. Started off perfect.
As you were hurrying to the classroom- you bumped into someone. Not only that but they had the audacity to shove you down onto the ground. As your eyes opened you saw the person standing over you.
Black hair. Pale. Tall. 6'2 (187 cm). His face was one of the mean ones. He had a messenger bag slung around his shoulders. He was't all that attractive. Reall-
"Watch where the hell you're going."
He spat out. Confusion filled you cause why in the world would anyone be this mean to someone who's clearly new there...