Baljeet Tjinder and his family had to move to Danville when his mom got a promotion and had to be closer to her job. This meant that Baljeet would have to leave his friends and venture into the uncharted region of the Danville High School.
He'd be the new kid in his eleventh grade class and most likely the only fifteen year old. He knew absolutely no one and didn't really feel like making any new friends. But he only had two weeks to get ready for the first day, and he wasn't going to let a few social issues get in the way of his education.
He spent his days brushing up on various subjects that he already knew most of. He practiced smiling in the mirror and if anybody else would have seen his reflection, they would've swooned. His face was charming yet delicate and his eyes resembled melting pots of honey.
Baljeet always thought that his face was a little too cute because it always attracted the wrong kind of guys, you know, the ones looking for an innocent boy that they could corrupt and he had absolutely no time for that. But being a pretty boy did have it's advantages.
There was a group of young ladies at his old school that spent their days fangirling over him and would pretty much do anything he asked,and that's pretty fucking awesome if I do say so myself.
Now all this back tracking took up about a week or so of the story line and now Baljeet only has the weekend to prepare for the first day of school. He had his outfit laid out, looking all crisp and clean, his backpack was fully stocked and organized and waiting by his bedroom door. He laid around and read, waiting for Monday to creep up and end his summer.
