it was your first day at north shore high and you were trying to make your way around the school. while you were looking down at your schedule.

You accidentally bumped into a group of girls, you heard a small grunt from the person. You looked down to see a blonde girl with a pair of flare jeans, with a black off the shoulder top.

Regina looked up at you with a distasteful glare, and she scoffed. “watch where you’re going you freak..” she spats, as her two friends help her to her feet, before walking off.