My name is Jasmine Williams, an orphan. I watched my parents burn alive in a fire when I was six and have lived in an apartment by myself, thanks to the kind landlord, Mrs. Anders. I am also the biggest freak alive. At least, thats what everyone says. And I believe them. I go to Gotham Academy (via scholarship) and have the least money in the whole school. Apparently thats all these kids think about: money and popularity. You know how there are always those preppy kids in each school? Well guess what. This school is the epicenter of preppy kids.
I sat on a branch and pulled out my lunch: a few grapes, an apple, a sandwich, and a water bottle. I munched on my apple as I took in the scenery, which wasn't much. I was about halfway up the tree, but it was a big tree so… Oh yeah, I eat my lunch up in this tree so I can avoid bullies and gossip.
I heard some noise coming from below. I tilted my head to the side as I basically crawled down the tree to investigate. Think of my tree as my own little maze, tunnel, cave, whatever you want to call it. I crawled to a low branch and glanced between the leaves. There was a raven-haired boy right beneath me, close enough for me to…
I smirked as I got a devious idea. It was mean, but it was funny. I crept closer, then hung upside down by my knees on a branch behind the boy. "BOO!"
The raven-haired boy yelled in surprise and turned around. I started laughing, holding my sides, still upside down. The boy sighed in relief. "Don't do that!"
I stopped laughing but still smiled. "Why not?"
The boy glared at me. "Because you scared me!"
"Yea, that was kinda the point." I started laughing again, then calmed down. "Sorry, it was too good to pass up."
The boy looked at me in amusement. "Speaking of up, why are you up in that tree?"
I shrugged. "Lunch."
"Oh. Mind if I join you?" I stared at him incredulously. "Really?"
The boy raised an eyebrow. "Yea, I don't want to be surrounded by fangirls and you seem pretty cool."
My eyebrows went up-er, down. "You think I'm cool? You haven't been here very long, have you?"
The boy shook his head, confused. Well, I guess it would be good to make an impression before he heard about me. "Sure, why don't you climb up?"
The boy smiled. "Thanks. By the way, whats your name?"
