Sabrina was a blond girl with blue eyes who just moved from her hometown Oceanside, New York which was located next to the best city in the world. To Midlothian, Virginia which was next to the capital which was a dump. She was in her car driving her and her younger brother Seth to his first day of high school.

"I hate my life," Seth said as the turned into the school and looked for a parking spot.

"Don't be so fucking depressed," Sabrina said trying to be upbeat. "Try to see this as a new experience. One where you can actually be liked by people." She pulled into a spot and turned to him. "Try to blend in. It should be easy." She stepped out and looked at everyone. " WHAT THE FUCK!," she screamed. "ITS LIKE 100 FUCKING DEGREES OUT HERE!"

"Yeah," Seth said like she was an idiot. "It's called the south." He hit his I-pod to play and it was really loud. He started doing the cotton eye Joe dance making fun of the southerners who didn't get it.

"LEAVE!," Sabrina shouted at him to stop and go into the building. Sabrina sighed and rushed into the air conditioned building. She walked down a hallway noticing stares and guys checking her out. A arm touched her right shoulder and she lashed a kick back wards with her right foot and spun around kicking the person with her left leg. "Omg," she said walking to the administrator, "I'm so sorry."

"Detention," the administrator said giving her a slip. "For attacking an administrator and inappropriate top wear."

"How is this inappropriate?," Sabrina asked looking at her bikini strap top. "It's not showing my bra or anything."

"According to the dress code in Chesterfield County," he said acting all smugly and high. "All shirts must have sleeves."

"WTF!," she screamed at him making him jump from unexpected talk back. " I WAS ALLOWED TO WEAR THIS SHIT IN NEW YORK AND IT WASN'T FUCKING 90 DEGRESS OUTSIDE YET! I MEAN WTF HOW CAN I SURVIVE IT'S FUCKING HOT OUTSIDE!"

"No it's not," The administrator said. "Wait until summer gets here it will raise about 20 degrees."

"WTF!," Sabrina screamed again this time making everyone in the school come to see what was going on. "HOW DO YOU PEOPLE FUCKING LIVE ITS HOT ENOUGH. THIS ISNT FIT FOR HUMAN LIVING CONDITIONS! SO YOU PEOPLE EVEN GET SNOW?!"

"Yes we do," the administrator said. "And for your inability to cooperate and for cussing you shall be getting IDS."

"WTF IS CUSSING AND ISD?!," Sabrina screamed at him.

"Cussing is fuck, slut, whore all those words and-,"

"THAT'S CALLED CURSING BITCH!," Sabrina screamed at him getting a total shock form the student body.

"ISD is In School Detention-," he tried to say something once again but.

"THAT'S CALLED IN HOUSE STUPID SOUTHERNERS!," Sabrina screamed at him making fun of his southern accent. "I WANT TO SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER RIGHT NOW!"

"Officer Chris," the administrator said into his walkie-talkie, "We have a need for your talents." A second later a guy in an ugly puke green color suit walked up and walked next to Sabrina.

"Hey," Sabrina turned to him. "Could you throw this away for me?," she gave him a gum wrapper and turned back to the administrator.

"I got this Mr. Baker," Officer Chris said to him. "Your coming with me Ma'am." He grabbed her left arm and she did a fan kick with her left leg knocking his arm off her and took a defensive position.

"You don't fucking touch me with out my permission," Sabrina said to Officer Chris. "Aren't janitors-,"

"I'M NOT A JANITOR!," Officer Chris screamed at her. "I AM A REGISTERED POLICE MAN OF CHHESTERFIELD COUNTY!"

"You are?," she asked standing normally now. He nodded yes. "WTF are you doing in a school then? Don't you have other fucking things to do like stop a mugging or something?"

"Muggings?," the officer said laughing. "We don't have those. We handle wrecks and crashes."

"WTF are those?," Sabrina asked feeling a language barrier in-between these natives and herself.

"2 cars hitting each other," Mr. Baker said to her.

"A car accident?," Sabrina said trying to make sure.

"Yes," Officer Chris said to her. "That's what you stupid Yankees call it, now if you would-"

"DON'T MAKE FUN OF THE YANKEES!," Sabrina snapped at him. "WE'VE WON SO MANY MORE WORLD SERIES' THEN WHO EVA U ROOT FOR!"

"Yankee is northerner," Mr. Baker said.

"Oh," Sabrina said getting bored. "Ok take me to in-house you bitches bore me," she said following the officer and administrator to the In-house room. "AND COME SONEONE GET ME A NEW YORKER TO SOUTHERNER DICTIOARY?!," She screamed as the crowd dispersed. Only 1 kid stood there alone.

Seth shook his head and went to his first period class.

Seth sat in his chair in the art room and was doing a piece of art and saw a group of people staring at him. He listened in on there conversation and heard them say, "Yeah that freaky blond was hot." Seth sighed as of hearing all this shit before and accidentally sighed louder then he wanted. They group of guys heard the his and turned around to look at him. The one that was sitting closet to him asked, "What's your deal?"

"Nothin," Seth said going back to his art.

"Yeah there was obviously something," the guys said taking the seat next to Seth.

"That crazy bitch is my sister," Seth said knowing they'll find out anyway.

"Really?," the guy said taking an interest. "I'm Michael."

"Seth," Seth said knowing he was about to be used as a connection to get to Sabrina.

"So what sports to you play?," Michael asked taking Seth be total surprise.

"None," Seth said. "Unless you count Flag Twirling as one."

"What?," Michael asked confused.

"Color Guard," Seth said putting it in Southern terms. "You know you don't even sound like your from around here."

"Cause I'm not." Michael said shocking Seth a little. "Moved here at the end of last year from Britain. I don't talk in my accent to try to fit in better."

"That's stupid," Seth said signing his finished work.

"No it's easier," Michael said. "Language barrier."

"You give up to easily," Seth said getting up and handing the teacher his canvas. "Make them learn your language. Britain is a fine empire. Make them know that your from there and damn proud of it. Like Sabrina did this morning. I would have acted the same way if I was her except not as bitchy."

"What eva," Michael said following Seth into the hall.

"Look," Seth said stopping and looking at him. "I'll let Sabrina know your interested in her. You don't need to try to be nice to me to get to her. She hates that but I'll let her know. You are a basketball player?" Michael nodded yes and surprised.

"Yeah I'm quiet but I'm an excellent observer," Seth said turning around.

"Look," Michael said still following him. "I'm just trying to be a friend to you. Your just being a gimp about it then I won't."

"Don't you mean ass?," Seth snapped at him making fun of his choice about hiding his accent. He walked away saying, "I'll still let her know that your interested." Seth continued walking down the hall feeling bad about denying the first person to ever try to be friends with him.