"Gotta run, Mom! I'm going to be late!" I shouted as I ran out the door, slinging my bag onto my back. It was the start of a new school year, and not just at a new school. But in an entirely new country - Paris, France. New roads, new school, new everything, new people, new everything.
I slowed down as I got closer to the building and pulled a hair tie out of my backpack. I pulled my fuchsia-dyed hair back into a ponytail, revealing more of my fair skin. I got butterflies all of a sudden, seeing all of the people hanging outside at the school. They were speaking a language I was still learning. I walked in the front door and straight to the main office. I went up to the secretary's desk and stood there awkwardly until she noticed me. "Bonjour, Madame." I stuttered as I tried to speak in my best French. "Je m'appelle Zoella." Luckily, even with my stuttering, she understood me and handed me my schedule. She told me where my first class was and I headed towards it.
When I got there, most people were already in their seats or talking to their friends - I guess every school in every country has their own cliche groups. I felt eyes on me as I talked to the teacher. In my peripheral, I saw a blonde girl in the front row painting her nails and glaring at me. She must have been the school bully. The teacher pointed me towards the only open seat, one in the middle of the row and on the far left, next to a red-haired boy, who introduced himself as Nathan. I smiled at him and introduced myself.
I looked towards the front of the class and saw a blonde haired boy with green eyes looking at me. As soon as my gray eyes locked with his green ones, he blushed lightly and looked away. The girl behind him looked at what he was looking at, and as soon as she saw he was looking at me, her face fell. I guess she had a crush on blondie.
As class started, the teacher handed out worksheets, entirely in French of course. Lucky for me, Nathan was kinda fluent in English so he really helped me out. As the bell rang, I looked over my schedule. Before he was able to leave, I asked Nathan to point me in the direction of the gym. Turned out he had gym too, so he was able to walk me there. As I packed up, I saw the blonde kid staring at me again. I guess Nathan saw him staring too, because he told me his name.
"That's Adrien Agreste. His dad is, like, super rich. He's the hottest kid in school, and has a lot of girls chasing after him. Even Marinette." He sighed and looked down when he mentioned Marinette. I asked him who she was. "You know that blue haired girl with the pigtails who was sitting in front of him?" I thought back to the girl whose face fell when she saw me and I nodded. "That's Marinette. She's really pretty. But it seems like Adrien has already taken a liking to you. Well, here we are." Nathan pointed me towards the girls' locker room. "I'll see ya in there." He laughed a bit before going into the boy's locker room. I was smiled as I entered the locker room, glad I already found someone who was nice AND understood and spoke English.