This was the brightest room in the house, the sun was always shining through the windows. It was significant darker on the walls where there had been a painting or a mirror hanging. I hated the fact that we had to leave this place. This had been my home for 17 years and I didn't want to move. My father got a new job, in Boston. So not only would I leave my home, but also I would have to leave all my friends. The summer is almost over, which means school will start soon. That's the only thing I'm glad about, I don't have to start in the middle of a school year. This whole thing is already bad enough.

"Greer come on. We have to go now!" I hear my mother calling.

"I'm coming" I say and take one last look out the window. From this window you can see Central Park. My absolute favorite place in the entire world. I would go to the park almost every day after school. I loved doing my homework there and I always dreaded when the winter would come and the snow with it. I was truly mournful knowing that I will never get to do my homework in Central Park ever again.

"Greer, honey we have to go now" I hear my father saying. Slowly I turn away from the window and face my dad. "I know you aren't fond with the thought of moving to Boston, but I think it will do us good as a family to start fresh in a new city. Also Charton is a great school, you will love it"

"I would much rather stay here and finish school" I say annoyed. My father sighs and put one hand in his pocket. He always does that when he's about to give some life lesson kind of speech. I crossed my arms to show him I didn't want to listen.

"Greer please. We have been over this a thousand times. This job offer is what I always dreamt of since I was young, and this is a great opportunity for you aswell. There is no harm in making new friends. It will actually be very healthy for you" He's been saying that a lot since he told me we are moving. In fact he opened with that when he told me.

"You keep saying that, but what if I don't make any new friends? Or what if they're all closed minded at my new school or in Boston in general?" I ask. Last thing I need was coming to a place where I can't be myself.

"It wont be like that at all honey. You will be your normal self, the happy girl with a constant smile on her lips. No one can hate that smile of yours. I promise" he said. "Now, let's get on the road" he reached out his arm for me to hold on to. We proceeded to walk out of the building that had been my home for as long as I could remember. My new life was about to begin. I hope my dad is right, that everything will be okay. I don't know what I'll do if it's not. I admit, this scares me. I'm so used to being liked and being popular and always having friends around me when my parents haven't. Being alone scares me.

"What are you thinking about sweetie?" My mom asked me. "You look a little worried" she continued and put her hand over mine.

"Just thinking about some stuff" I said and looked out the window as we left New York.

"Anything in particular you want to talk about?"

"No, I don't know. I'm just scared" I admitted. My mom looked puzzled, I wasn't one to be afraid of things.

"What are you afraid of Greer?" she asked.

"No one knows anything about me in Boston. They don't know who I am or what I've been through" I said and stared down at my hands. My mom squeezed my hand as a comfort. It did feel a little better when she did that.

"I heard you talking to your father about this. I will say exactly the same as he did. Everything will be okay. Be true to yourself and don't hide who you are from others. Because if you do, you will have problems. A lot of people have trouble trusting someone who lies or simply avoids telling the truth"

"Why would anyone have a problem with me if I avoid the truth?" I asked.

"Some people consider witholding that kind of information about yourself as a betrayl" she explained.

"Yeah I've been there" I said.

"I know. That's why I'm telling you to be true to yourself and others. It is who you are and if the people at Charton can't accept that you are better off without them" My mother said and squeezed my hand again.

We changed the subject and the rest of the car ride was filled with laughter. Faster than I had expected we arrived in Boston and our new home, which I must add, is house. The house was enourmous, like a mansion. All the houses on this street were big, this was the part of Boston where all the rich people lived.

"What do you think?" My father asked me and put his arm around my shoulders. He sounded very proud, I looked at him and I could see him shine with pride.

"It's a lot to take in dad. It's a really big house" I said and emphasized when I said house, I thought we would move in to an apartment, like in New York.

"Yeah I thought a house would be nice. Getting out very own backyard, we can have barbecues and garden parties" he said with even more pride if it was possible. I just nodded, I wasn't sure what to say. I hadn't expected this. When I was little I really wanted to live in a house and have a backyard with swings and all that. "I'll show you your room" he continued and led me into the big house.

My new room was much bigger than my old one, the wallpaper was a darkish purple color with a discreet flower pattern. I actually like it. I had my own bathroom and a walk in closet. I even had my own balcony.

"Do you like your new room?" My father asked excited.

"Actually I do. I love the balcony" I said sincerly. I could tell my dad relaxed now that I had told him I like my room. He's probably been very nervous about what I would think.

"That's great Greer! Of course if you want to you can move the furniture around all you want. I'm going to go and pay the movers" and with that he was gone. I looked around the room, it looked pretty good to me. I decided I would leave the furniture as they were. I opened the first box and started unpacking, the first thing I unpacked was my speakers so I could plug my phone in and listen to music. I love having loud music on, I didn't even hear my mom knocking on my door. I thought I was gonna have a heartattack when she put her hand on my shoulder.

"I'm really sorry honey, I didn't mean to scare you" she said. I went over to my phone and turned the music off.

"It's okay mom"

"Don't stay up to late, it's the first day of school tomorrow" she reminded me.

"Okay, I won't"

"Good night honey" she said and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"Good night mom" I decided I was done unpacking for tonight and started getting ready for bed. I lay awake for and hour or so worrying about the first day of school, before I finally fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up with the sun shining on my face. I took one quick glance at the time, only to get a chock. I had overslept and I only had 40 minutes to get ready. Normally I wasn't a morning person, I needed at least an hour and a half to get ready and wake up properly. Now that I had overslept I was wide awake. Somehow I managed to take a shower, get dressed, do my make-up, eat breakfast and find my way to school in 30 minutes. That must be a personal record for me. I looked around and almost everyone is looking at me, they're probably wondering who I am. In the corner of my eye I see two girls sitting not far from me, I can tell they are talking about me, one of them even points in my direction.

"Look Brenna, yet another preppy snob at Charton" I hear the girl say as she laughs. I chose to ignore her comment and went to find my first class, it didn't take long, I had a map over the school. I took a seat in the back, I didn't want anyone to notice me right now. I sat alone for a few minutes until I heard the bell ring, then it didn't take long until students started filling the classroom. The teacher was the last one to enter. I prayed to God she wouldn't make it a big deal they had a new student. When the teacher got to the front of the room and turned around to face us, she looked right at me. I bowed my head and looked down at the desk. Please don't say anything.

"Welcome back everybody! As maybe some of you have noticed, we have a new student" the teacher said and pointed in my direction. Everybody turned around and stared at me. Please don't ask me to go up there and introduce myself! "Why don't you come up here and introduce yourself?" the teacher said and she sounded very happy. Couldn't she tell I really didn't want to. Slowly I got up from my seat in the back and soon joined the teacher in the front of the classroom. I let my eyes scan the other students quickly and I noticed the two girls from earlier. Oh great.

"Hi. My name's Greer Danville. Uhm, I just moved here from New York" I said, and even though I was really nervous I managed to keep my voice steady. Though I had no idea why I was nervous.

"Do you have any interests you would like to share?" the teacher asked. She still hadn't introduced herself.

"I play tennis" I said.

"Do anyone have any questions they would like to ask miss Danville?"

"I don't think that will be necessary" I said quickly. I did not agree on standing here answering questions. All I wanted was to go back to my seat.

"I have a question" one girl said. It was the girl from earlier.

"Yes Ford?" the teacher said. Her name is Ford? It does suit her, but she doesn't look like a typical private school girl.

"Why on earth would you willingly move from New York, to Boston?" she asked.

"My dad got a job here" I answered. "I didn't have much of a choice"

"Okay, anyone else?" the room was silent, thank god. "Thank you Greer you can take your seat and welcome to Charton academy"

I murmur a thank you and hurry back to my seat. The rest of the day went on pretty good, I didn't have to get up and introduce myself in any other classes, the teachers took care of that. It's not that I'm a shy person, I'm really not, but since I don't know anyone yet or know how the people at this school are like, I figured I would lay low until I've got it all figured out. When the bell rang indicating the end of the day I hurried out the door and walked as fast as I could to my car. It had been a lot to take in this first day, teachers names, finding my way to classes and finding my locker. When I finally got home, I took a wrong turn and got a little lost, I was exhausted. My parents weren't home, shocker, they always worked late and they were rarely home earlier than seven. I decided to go up to my room and since we had got homework on the first day of school, I thought I would get started on it. It was only one subject, history, I like history. It's probably my favourite subject.

It only took me about an hour to finish my homework. I checked the time, almost 6pm. I felt my stomach rumble, I hadn't eaten since lunch and I had only eaten a small sandwich then. So I was pretty hungry now. As I entered the kitchen I heard the front door open and close and then I heard my parents talking.

"Greer, we're home!" my father called.

"I'm in the kitchen!" I heard footsteps coming closer and soon they were in the kitchen. "Hey" I said and took out some leftovers.

"Hello darling" my father said and gave me a kiss on the head. "How was your first day of school?" he asked.

"It was okay. The teachers seems like they know their subject" I said nonchalant as I put some food on a plate.

"Did you make any friends?" my mother asked. For a short second I hesitated and I thought about lying, just so they wouldn't feel bad. But lying isn't something I do, especielly to my parents. Unless it's a white lie, I think that's okay.

"Uhm.. No I didn't" I answered honestly.

"Well the first day is always hard. I'm sure you will make friends soon enough" my dad said optimistic. "Let's eat" We all took our plates and sat down at the dinner table.

"I promise tomorrow, we won't eat leftovers" my mother said apologetically.

"It's okay mom, I'm okay with this" I said. "Why are you home so early by the way?" I asked.

"My job haven't started up properly yet, so I will probably be home early every day this week" my father said. The rest of the dinner went on as usual in our home, we all talked about our day. Since my parents are away a lot for work and they work late they think it's important to sit down at dinner and eat and talk like a family. No one is allowed to leave the table before we are all done, unless the reason is really important. I value these moment as much as I value my life.

A few hours later I went bed, hoping tomorrow will be a tiny bit better than today. And hopefully I'll make a friend. My mom suggested I joined a few clubs, I hope they have the same type of clubs like the ones at my old school. The next morning I thankfully woke up on time so I didn't have to stress. When I got to school every club at the school had put up a table, recruiting new members. I knew exactly what type of clubs I wanted to join, I started walking around to find them. It didn't take long for me to find the eco club. I'm gonna be honest, I didn't think they would have one at Charton. I quickly signed up for eco club and also for tennis. The day went on like any other day for a new student, people were still staring at me. Did they never get new students here or something? I was on my way to my first class when a group of girls approached me. They looked like they would be the popular ones, turns out I was right.

"Hi, I'm Shelby and this is Martha and Tory" she said and pointed at the girls next to her. "You're the new girl right? From New York?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm Greer" I said.

"I saw you yesterday, and I think you would fit right in with us" Shelby said. "Right girls?" Martha and Tory agreed. "We are in the same history class so I will see you later" Shelby said.

"Okay" it was all I could say. The bell rang and I continued to class. I didn't see that girl Shelby until we had history. She pointed at the empty seat next her and waved at me to come sit with her.

"Hi, sit with me" she said and patted at the chair.

"Thanks" I said and put my bag on the floor and sat down.

"So how are you liking Charton?" Shelby asked.

"I don't know yet" I answered.

"Well I'm your friend now so I will show you around the school and give you all the information you need" she said. The teacher walked in and started the lesson so I only nodded and smiled at Shelby. Turns out this teacher really loved giving out homework and assignments. At the end of the class he paired us up and gave us an assigment. I got paired up with a girl named Brenna, the girl I saw Ford with the day before.

"I feel sorry for you that you got paired up with Carver" Shelby said as we left the classroom.

"Why?" I asked. Was there something wrong with her?

"Well, last year her dad died and she like, almost got kicked out of school cause she were never here. She will let you do all the work" Shelby explained. "Martha got paired up with her last year, Brenna just sat there and texted or whatever, didn't do a thing"

"Just my luck then" I said as we walked out to the school parking lot. "Here's my car" I said.

"We were gonna go an get some coffee, do you wanna come?" Shelby asked.

"Yeah sure!" We got to a place called Charlies. It was really cosy inside.

"It's a coffee place during the day and at night it turns into a bar. Minors are allowed in but they always check I.D if you order something with alcohol in it" Matha told me.

"Oh looke there's Brenna with her boyfriend" Tory said.

"Ha! Brenna's got a guy? How did that happen?" Shelby laughed. "You know Greer, if you are gonna do the assignment with her I advice you to go set up a time now" Shelby continued.

"Okay, order a latte for me please" I said and made my way to where Brenna was sitting.

"Hi, I'm Greer" I said to the guy.

"Hi. I'm Kieran" he said and extened his hand. I took it and we shook hands. I thought it was kind of unusual for someone our age but I didn't say anything.

"Are you friends?" he asked me.

"No, we got paired up for a history projct" Brenna said.

"Yeah, I just moved here" I told him. "I thought we could set up a time to start. I was thinking 4.30 ish tomorrow. We can meet here" I said with smile.

"Yeah sure whatever" Brenna said.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow then" I said and walked back to my new friends. I started to think Shelby was right, I would probably have to do this assignment on my own.