Day one at Beacon Hills:

Come on. Keep it together Nadia. First day can't be that bad.

Mum waves her hand in front of my face. "Earth to Nadia?"

She jolts me out of my daydream panic. "We're at the high school." The car park swirls with autumn leaves and Mum fiddles with her bracelet. I swear she's more nervous than me.

"Don't get in with the wrong crowd. Just be yourself! But don't go crazy. Don't be scared!" She screams this in the car park as I exit the car. I love my mum. Just don't count on her for writing a presidential speech.

"I'll be fine." Keep telling yourself that. "Shut up subconscious!" Great. I said that out loud. A guy putting his helmet on a green motor cycle gives me an odd look, cocking his head to the side like a dog. I give an awkward smile. Five seconds and someone thinks I'm a psycho.

It's going to be a long day.