Today was the first day at high school for you. You were 18, ready for friends, ready for possible relationships

You were thrown into the cafeteria to make friends

This school wasn't friendly to newcomers. You looked around seeing a boy with skiny, length arms and legs with a gray shirt showing off his arms and ripped jeans

He nodded and smiled, knowing you wouldn't sit with a lonely loser with him. You were too pretty to do that

"She's pretty..."

He mumbled as he was mesmerized