Mom and I get everything ready for Luke's morning routine. Ever since my little brother was diagnosed with autism when he was three he didn't want anything to change. Our routines had been set and we had to follow those routines to the letter or he would freak out. I brush my raven/red hair out of my dark brown eyes. I looked mostly like my mother with my dark brown hair though I did have my late father's red hair highlighting the brown and his emerald green eyes. My brother has our father's bright red hair, but he has mom's dark brown eyes. I hear Luke walk down the stairs and he sits at his spot at the table quietly. Mom and I glance at each other before sitting at our places at the table. Thankfully the morning went by without any fuss and they drop me off at school. Walking into school I saw a guy with a jacket and the design on the jacket almost seemed to be alive. It was like it was looking at me and that was when I ran into the guy wearing the beanie
"Sorry." I apologize helping him up
"No prob, I'm fine. Name's Kirby Kowalski by the way." He says
"Ayla Slaughter."
"Cool last name."
"I know I know it makes me sound like a serial killer or something." The guy with the seemingly alive jacket and a blond girl walk up to us
"Hey, who'd you run into Kirby?" the guy says smiling at me "I'm Max McGrath."
"And I'm Sydney Gardner." the girl says
"Nice to meet you Max and you too Sydney, I'm Ayla Slaughter." I introduce myself a second time. The three decide to help me find my locker and help me find my class which I was super grateful for of course. My locker was close to Kirby's so at least I knew there was someone I liked close by. I smile to myself as we walk to our first class starting to feel at home in this new town.