'have a good day honey!' my mom says as the stops the car in front of derry high.

senior year at a completely new school, and a completely new country. i want to make a good first impression. i know for sure that i'm going to be known as the 'new kid', and people won't even bother to learn my name.

'bye mom', you say as you step out of the car. you can already see people whispering and looking at you. great. you meet a couple of peoples gaze but you didn't mind, you were new. more and more people started to look at you and you started to get worried. do i have anything on my dress? you looked down. nope, all good.

(this is the outfit your wearing lol)

you push through 2 heavy metal doors to 5x people as there was outside. you saw people whispering and looking at you. you kept your eyes down and walked til you heard a boy call out:

'hey mami! why don't you spin around for me?'

you turn around and lock eyes with a boy with dark curly hair and glasses that makes his eyes look 2x bigger.

'what the hell did you just say to me?' you say, angry.

'wow, didn't expect such attitude from a pretty lady' he says, smirking.

'why don't you go fuck yourself?' you say, practically boiling at this point.

he hits his friend in the arm and whispers 'i love her'. you sigh and turn around and see the main desk. thank god. you speed towards it.

'hi, my name is y/n. i'm a new student and i'm not sure where i'm supposed to be.' you ask the lady behind the desk.

the old lady lights up in a bright smile.

'no problem dear! here you have your schedule...'

you wander off as you let your eyes travel across the surrounding, til you found the boy with the glasses again. he says something to his friends who rolls their eyes and one with curly noodle hair does a face palm, looking very annoyed. you laugh a little.

'and your first class is science in room B33.'

you snap out of your thoughts and smile to the lady and take my schedule. you didn't hear shit of what she was saying, so you guess you need to find your class by myself.

you entered the room and saw multiple people turning around in their chairs, watching you as you walked across the room.

you see someone with short, orange hair and went up to them.

'hi, is it okay if i sit here?' you ask, trying to sound as polite as i could.

they turn around, and you see a girl, and she's pretty. like, really pretty. a lump forms in my stomach.

'yeah of course!' she says cheerfully. i smile as i sit down next to her.

'so what's your name? my name is beverely' she says.

'my name is y/n', you answer.

'that's a pretty name!' she says. you smile back and chuckle.

we sit and chat about my old school and stuff until the teacher walks in.

walking out of math class, you have lunch. you have no one to sit with tho.

you walk in to the lunch room and stare at the tables. theres about 50 tables and every table is occupied. great, you think to yourself.

your thoughts were put on hold when you felt a arm wrap around your shoulder.

you turn to see who it is.

'hey hotstuff'.

you turn around to see the boy with the big glasses, who gave you a cat called earlier in the day, smirking.

'get off me perv!' you say while pushing his arm off you.

'your feisty, i like it.' he says.

you roll your eyes and see beverely sitting at a table, waving at you. you sigh in relief and go to join her. you sit down and see that the boy with the glasses and his friends tag along. what the hell? why.

beverely saw that you had a strange look on your face.

'um y/n, these are my friends, eddie, bill, stanley, mike, ben, and richie.

all of them smile and say who they are, you smile back. not until the boy with the glasses leans forwards and says:

'hey, i'm richie, more known as your future boyfriend', he says winking. you roll your eyes and push his face away with your hand.

'you wish.' you say.

lunch passes and you kinda just sit there, staring out the window. beverely and the boys were talking about something, you couldn't know what because you were distracted.

'hello?? y/n??'

'Y/N!'

you snap out of your thoughts. you looked up and saw that the lunch room was almost empty.

'we're gonna be late for P.E.' beverely says and you stand up and walk out of the room.

'what are we doing in P.E today?' you ask.

'dancing!!' beverely says, squeaking.

'ugh dancing! i'll kill myself' richie says. you chuckle for yourself. what your friends didn't know, you were good at dancing. like, GOOD good. you had been dancing your entire life.

you were exited.

a/n