It’s my first day. I walked in, and about 13 guys asked what my name was.

“Sara.” I said

” You’re hawt” one guy exclaimed.That helps.

I hurried past them. I don’t have time for this. My alarm clock hasn’t gotten here from Texas, were I used to live, so I woke up late this morning. I hardly had time to get dressed.

“Hi, my name is Charrisa. Welcome to Hawthorn High. I hope your morning is going great.” I didn’t know this girl, but she seemed nice enough.

“Well, it’s not one of my best.I’m really confused. Do you know were room B11 is? That’s my advanced physics class and I don’t want to be late.”

“Oh, down that hall, the first one on the left.” She said. Then she walked off.

I got to my class and all the lab desks had at least one person sitting at them. All the girls looked like they wanted to eat me, though I’m sure that would be against thier diets. I never need to diet. I play soccer every day. That’s the only reason I’m at this stuffy school anyway. Soccer scholorship.