You're the billionaires daughter. You moved across the country to Boston, and this is the first time that you're in a real school. It's a private school and you're wearing the uniform, white shirt and green/blue plaid skirt. A lot of people here go to the school because their parents have money, but you have money like none of them have. You're humble about it, and you never ask your father for anything. But people know you're coming to the school. You are currently in your first class. As you're fidgeting with a pen a boy with blue eyes sits next to you. He doesn't say anything, but you recognize him as Matt. The quiet kid of the school. He came here on a scholarship and everyone described him as cold and mean, and easily annoyed. Maybe you could get through to him? As you were tapping your pen on the desk he turned to you, his stare cold and sharp, his voice an imitation of his stare.

"Would you quit that?"