Drew and Aaron walked into the school.

"Damn…this is big" Aaron said. Huh, still the same old Aaron, Drew thought. Just then, Aaron's sister, Rebecca, walked up to the boys.

"Aaron, what did I tell you about your language?" She said. Rebecca was a senior at Cherrycliff and was the smartest girl in the class of 2014. Everyone thought she'd be a shoe in to be Valid Victorian. She had long brown hair, blue eyes, ivory skin, and was 5'10''. "Huh, don't play that game. You know you curse too." Rebecca just rolled her eyes. "Well, stop trying to hit on my friends and the other senior girls. They're defiantly not interested in a freshman and they think you're weird." Rebecca walked away and Aaron just went on cursing.

"Uh, since our lockers aren't anywhere near each other, I'll catch up with you in world history" Drew said, and the 2 went their separate ways.

***

Drew walked up to his locker and tried the combination, but it didn't work. Man, the stupid thing worked at the orientations, Drew thought, what's wrong with it now. He kept pulling the handle and putting in the combination, but nothing would work.

Just then, Drew's locker neighbor walked up and just stared at him struggle. It was a 5'3'' goth girl. Drew noticed her and stopped. He was at least a little embarrassed. "Hay, uh, what's up? My name's Andrew…but you can call me Drew." The girl just looked at him, and then turned to open her locker. "Well, uh, you must be new here. What's your name?" Drew asked politely. The girl opened her locker (on the first try) and started putting some papers in it. Drew was about to give up when the girl finally spoke.

"My name is Zoe. I'm 14 and just moved here from Toronto, Canada." Drew smiled and asked, "So how is it up there?" Zoe stared at him evilly, "Well, so far, it's better than this dump." Drew looked puzzled and said, "Huh? America, Seattle, and Cherrycliff aren't dumps!" "I wasn't talking about any of those." Zoe turned and walked away. Drew thought for a sec, "HAY! You were talking about me!"

Zoe gave a thumbs up and said, "nice going, loser. You figured it out all on your own." Drew banged his head on his locker and it finally opened. "Ugh, she got it exactly right. I feel like a big loser."