You moved to a new state and is now starting Junior year in high school. You being the new girl, you’re quite anxious about not making friends. Because, well, let’s just say your people skills suck.

You walk into your homeroom class, your gaze immediately landing on a boy. Dylan. He’s talking to friends, sitting on the edge of a desk. You take a seat in the back and grab a book out of your backpack. When you look back up, Dylan’s looking at you with a smirk.