As I drove my car into the student parking lot I immediately realise that even though I thought that my car was nice for an 18 year old I was completely unprepared for what I saw (bearing in mind I drive a deep blue Audi A3 Cabriolet which was technically my dad's but I get to drive it to school). This was nothing like the cars that students drove back in the UK then again when I was at college most people's parents didn't earn 6 figure salaries. Regardless this was not helping me with my worries about going to an American high school for the first time. Safe to say I was dreading it.

I thought back to the conversation I had with my dad when he first dropped this bombshell on me we were both moving to LA from our sleepy suburb outside London, I was utterly speechless but not because I was excited but because I was distraught. "How could you do this to me" I shouted "We've barely been here for 2 years but the friends I've got here are better than any I've had before", "I know it's not ideal Rory, but this is a great opportunity we would be able to settle in Arendelle we would have a permanent house now I've renewed my contract we'll be there for 5 years so you could remain close with people you meet out there!" your father responds. "Also the local school is brilliant so I'm told, excellent for science so you would be in a great position to apply for Veterinary medicine" he points out. "I don't even know why I'm arguing knowing you you've already enrolled me at the school and have booked the plane tickets to take us there and fly all our stuff over" I declare. "I should have spoken to you sooner but I didn't know how to bring it up" he apologises "but we leave in a month so I suggest that you start saying your goodbyes and start sorting out your stuff anything you don't want throw it away or give it to your friends but otherwise everything is getting packed up and sent a few days ahead of us. Anyway I need to go to work now so I'll leave you to it."

A commotion by the main entrance distracted me from my musings; a large group of guys is rushing into the school barge past everyone not caring who they knock out their way. I could only assume this was one of those infamous high school football teams; this was going to be an interesting experience. I got out of my car and grabbed my bag from the back seats and headed towards the reception to get my schedule. I walked up to the desk and saw a woman in her mid-forties with blatantly dyed hair a bit too much make up on and obviously overweight. The name on the desk says Miss Stone; she hadn't noticed me as she was busy chatting to one of her colleagues in another part of the reception so I cleared my throat slightly. "Ahem". "Oh sorry, I didn't notice you there. How can I help you?" she says clearly a bit startled "Hi my names Rory Cullen I'm a new student" I said as I handed over my copy of the enrolment papers. "Ah yes, Mr Cullen here is your schedule and here is the map to the school, don't worry you'll learn your way round pretty quickly, I hope you enjoy it here." she says with a smile on her face but it really seems she couldn't care less, "thanks" I said as I turned away to the school I'm about to look where my first class is- Smack!

I've just gone straight into some poor girl and knocked her to the floor, I immediately went help her with her stuff and get her back on her feet but as I placed my hand on her shoulder she looks up, I was stunned. She is the single most beautiful girl I had ever met she had brilliantly blonde hair that was kept up in a tight bun, flawless pale skin that only emphasised her sapphire coloured eyes, she was wearing a black short dress with a teal jacket over that, however I couldn't help but notice the teal gloves that she wore even though it was quite warm today. Then I noticed she had this look of fear across her face. "Crap, I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, and I didn't see you-, I'm so sorry!" I manage to stammer out as I help her up. "Its fine, it's fine, really. It was my fault I was looking at the ground!" she says rather timidly as if she's terrified of me. "Hi I'm Rory, I'm the new student here" I say with a smile, trying to start a conversation if only to try and get to know at least one person before my first class. "Hi, I'm Elsa, but I really need to be going to class!" she says still rather timidly as she rushes off without looking back. "Ok, bye" I say staring after her with a slightly dazed, confused look on my face.

Then suddenly you feel a tapping on your shoulder and turn round to see a girl about 5' 6'' with red hair styled in two braids coming over her shoulders, one has a slight blonde streak in it. Her face is one big smile clearly this is someone who is always happy and friendly. "Hello, Anna Aren" she says holding out her hand "Hey, Rory Cullen" I say somewhat suspiciously as I shake her hand, curious as to why this girl, (who has left her group of friends who are all staring at Anna and me the, new guy) to come and introduce herself. "Oh wow, well you're definitely the new student, I didn't realise you were British, that's pretty interesting, you know I think I have some family in- oh sorry I'm rambling I see you've met my sister." She says rather quickly and I struggled to make it all out but brush over it for a chance to talk about Anna's sister. "Wait Elsa is your sister, you guys don't look that alike" "Yep she's the only person I know in our family with that platinum blonde hair" she says "Well you do have that slight blonde streak in your hair so I'm surprised I didn't take you for twins" I say with just a hint of sarcasm, Anna giggles slightly at this. "So what do you think of" she gets cut off by the bell ringing. "Oh do you know where your first class is?" with everything that had happened in the last few minutes I hadn't had a chance to look at my schedule. "Err Economics with Mr Weaselton in MA27" You say not quite sure how to pronounce the teachers name, "Me too" She squeals, also call him Mr Weselton if you don't want to be in detention for the rest of the week" she adds. The then starts dragging me by my arm to the class. We arrive at the class and Anna enters first and goes to sit with her friends in the corner of the class leaving me to sit in the last seat available which just so happens to be next to Elsa. As I sit down I notice that Anna has a slight grin on her face and I couldn't help but feel this was by design. Mr Weselton then storms into the class with a lot of confidence considering he is the shortest person in the room and has a very evident comb over. "Good morning class please turn to page 33 of your textbooks and read until the end of page 34 also would Mr Cullen please stand up" I could already feel half the class staring at me as I stood up. "Alright class this is Mr Cullen our new student from Britain treat him well" he indicates for me to sit back down. So before I've even started my first class I've already knocked someone to the floor, and been thoroughly embarrassed by both that and Mr Weselton however I have made a friend and she just so happens to be Elsa's sister, this day seemed to be going fairly well. I then zone back into what's being said as I realise Mr Weselton is starting to ramble about economics.