Alright, I'm going to start from the beginning. I'm 13 and I had just moved to New York so that my mom could be closer to work. But anyways, it all started when I had just arrived at my new school with my older sister and of course being the new kid was sister was two years older than me so she had to go to the other side of the building, so I was alone walking to my first class.

I tried to stay quiet and not call attention to myself, but having pink, purple, and black hair doesn't allow that apparently. As soon as I walked in my new classroom,all eyes turned on me. Well, not everyones eyes. There was only one person in the entire classroom who didn't look at me. He looked pale and in need of a tan. His hair was black and sort of long. I couldn't make out the rest of his features because he looked almost as if he was a shadow and he was looking down at something in his hand.

I sat down next to a girl with short, curly, blue hair, still looking at the boy from the corner of m eye. Honestly the only reason I did this was because I didn't want everyone to see me staring at him. As I sat down, the girl with the blue hair looked at me and smiled, " Hi. I'm Jeannette. Nice to meet you." We talked for awhile and she told me everyones names. I asked about the boy in the corner of the room and she just looked at me confused. "Are you serious? You want to know his name?"she asked. I looked at her seriously and said, " Yes." She stared at me as if to see if I'm joking, and what seemed like an eternity, she finally said, " Nico di Angelo." I looked over at Nico and stared for a few moments. Well nice to met you, Nico di Angelo, I thought. Just then, the bell rang.