Lindsay Pearce never had an actual friend. She consider herself as an antisocial. Make friends is a hard thing to do for her, especially when you're a student at McKinley High. She transferred to Lima 2 years ago from Modesto, California. Back home at Modesto she was never the popular kid either, all of her classmates always called her "The Annoying". She was a teacher's pet and a loud noisy girl.

She pretended to be an annoying spoiled kid. That because she lives with a perfect family.. 3 successful brother, and great parents. And she were the outcast of her family, its clearly because she was adopted. She didn't have the family's gorgeous brown eyes and natural brunette hair. She thought she was too ugly to be a member of the perfect Pearce Family. So she dyed her hair brunette and wore brown contact all the time, just to fit in.

And 2 years ago her parents moved to England because of their jobs, and all of her brothers already have a family. So she moved to Lima to live with her Grandma. Since she moved with her Grandma, she refuse to wear contacts , and she stopped pretending to be a spoiled kids. She wants a whole new identity. She wants to be a smart girl at first, a smart girl that anyone adore.

But it seems like intelligent never actually matters at McKinley High. It took her a year to realize that popularity is the only thing that matters at McKinley High. But its too late to change her popularity status. Because of her 'smart girl' plan, she used to go to the library every lunch break and never had a time to made friends. And all of her efforts made no good results. She never stand out. No one never actually notice her.

And now it's the first day of her sophomore year. She want to change her status. She want to be in somebody's radar. She one someone to get her back. She want to make friends.

She walked pass the school gate and enter the school building. The school hallways seems more crowded than usual. She walks straight to her locker and put some books in it. She grab her schedule and read it. First period; Spanish.

Damian McGinty left McKinley's Administration Office with a frown on his face. He just got his schedule and school map and other things you get if you're an exchange student. He walk through the crowded hallway and go straight to his locker. He opened his locker and put some books and other stuffs in it. He read his schedule paper, first period; Spanish. Great. He hate learning new language. Since the first day he moved to the states he's still learning to hear English in American accent properly, he never able to figure out words in American accent. He missed Ireland so much.

Damian moved to the states this summer because his parents divorced and he had to follow her dad all the way to America. He had to left his school behind, his friends, his mom, his sister, and he has to broke up with his girlfriend the day he told his friends he was going to move to America.

He opened his wallet, and he saw a photo booth picture in it. It was him and his friends. He was smiling, he was happy. And his friends were happy too. He missed them. He miss seeing their familiar friendly faces. He miss the time he hang out with them. He missed Ireland.

He enters the Spanish Class and no one was there, he checked his watch and it was 7.30am , first period starts at 8. No wonder no one is here, well, no one except a girl reading a book.

He walks towards that girl, hoping he could make his very first American friend.

"umm hi, I'm new. Can I sit here?" He put a very wide smile on his face, he's trying to be as friendly as possible. First impression matters.

The girl lifted her head so she could face whoever was talking to her, revealing her pretty face and big blue eyes. She saw a tall with the eye similar to her with a big smile on his face.

'oh wow she's pretty' Damian thought.

"yeah sure" she said coldly, and she immediately continue to read her book.

Damian put his bag on the table and he sits on the chair beside that girl.

"Hi Im damian, Im from Ireland" .

The girl once again lift her head to answer Damian's question. Well Damian didn't actually asked her a question but she has to answer and introduction.

"I noticed your accent. Im Lindsay" This time she lift her head longer than the last time, revealing her big blue eyes once again.

'oh god she's really pretty' Damian stares at her eyes for a while before he continue the conversation. He was going to ask her some question about America but a loud group of jocks came in to the class.

He can see they're big. With a red and white jacket that make their body seems even bigger. They sit two table behind Damian and he couldn't help but turn his head behind to get a closer look at the jock. He can see there's a guy with Mohawk hair, a big guy with idiotic face, tanned skinny guy with unbelievably terrifying dreadlocks, and a handsome Asian guy. His eyes caught in the dreadlock guy. He had two nose piercing on his nose, which make him looks ridiculous, and a revealed tattoo on his neck. Damian was observing this guy until the dreadlock guy caught Damian's eyes staring at him.

"what are you looking at?" the dreadlock guy ask rudely to Damian.

"umm , nothing. Sorry" Damian answered him in barely hearable voice.

Damian turned his head into Lindsay an whisper to her, "Does every jock here is that rude?"

This time Lindsay answer his question without lifting her head, "Yeah they are. They're the top dogs. Everyone is afraid of them. So you better watch what you say"

"Top dogs?"

"Yeah. Popular Kids" she stares at him.

"I don't get the idea of everyone is afraid of these 'top dogs', theyre just popular".

Lindsay lift her head and give him an 'are you kidding me?' expression, "Look, maybe things are different in Ireland but youre in McKinley now. And in McKinley the only thing that could help you survives your highschool year is your popularity. The top dogs always do awful things to the underdogs and the underdogs feared the top dogs. Its how things works here"

Damian nodded carefully after Lindsay finished talking, "so how can you gain the popularity?"

"You can join football or cheerleader, you'll gain instant popularity"

"I see. So, are you a cheerleader?"

Lindsay laughed. "hahaha, no I am not. I'd rather waste my youth locked in a library than become an airheaded cheerleader". Damian likes it when she laughed.

" I see" he said, nodding. His head filled with lots of question but he refuse to ask it because he saw the Spanish teacher enters the classroom.