Nicolette Marks quietly entered the school known to many as Degrassi High. She was starting the eighth grade and was not excited about it. She was coming from Memphis Tennessee in America, and Candada hadn't been a part of her life plan until her family had decided to move there. When she walked in she keptt her eyes down until she bumped into someone.
"Watch where you're going!" he snapped until he looked up. "You're new."
"Tell mne something I don't know," Nicolette muttered. The boy looked at her curiously.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"Nicolette Marks. Eighth grade. And you?"
"Declan Coyne."
"That's a weird name, and you have a small mouth. Bye!" And with that she walked away. But Declan stood in front of her.
"What is with you?" he snapped, "You don't just go around insulting people."
"I rely on first impressions. You didn't score high. So get over it, and leave me be." Declan raised his eyebrows, and Nicolette rolled her eyes and stalked off to her first class.
When her class was done, a girl was waiting for her at her locker. She had long reddish hair, and had a preppy look.
"Sorry about Declan, I hope you don't think we're all that way," she greeted her, "I'm Holly J Sinclair."
"Hi, Holly," Nicolette said, opening her locker.
"Holly J. And welcome to Degrassi." Nicolette dumped her load into her locker and grabbed her next class's dump.
"Thanks Holly J. How do you know about me?"
"I'm the president."
"Oh. Cool." Nicolette was about to walk away when Holly J stopped her.
"Wait, I read your record, and it's pretty impressive. Would you mind if I signed you up to work on the school newspaper?" Nicolette brightened up a bit at this.
"Really? That would rock!"
"Fantastic! Then I'll sign you up and you can report there after school."
"Cool beans," Nicolette called as she headed off to her next class.
"OK, writers, welcome Nicolette Irene Marks." Grunts of welcome echoed. Nicolette wished he would move on. "And to wlecome her, I've decided she will learn about our history by researching and writing an article to honor JT Yorke."
Murmurse loudly swept through the room.
"Up to it?" the teacher asked. Nicolette nodded. JT Yorke, huh?