It was my first day at Easy High, and I was nervous as fuck, since this was my Dad's high school.
I was walking around because I was kinda lost, when I bumped into someone.
"I'm so sorry"
"That's ok, hey, you must be the new girl"
"Yeah, I'm Lacey Bolton"
"That's such a pretty name, mine's Jane Collins"
"Well it's nice to meet you, can you show me where Ms Darbus's class is?"
"Sure, I'm going there anyway"
"Thanks"
So we walked to Ms Darbus's class, and everyone was staring at me, partly due to me being new and partly because I had bright purple fucking hair.
"Hi"
"Ah, you must be Miss Bolton"
"Yeah, which seat do I sit in?"
"You can sit with Miss Collins"
"Thanks"
So I sat next to Jane and got on with the lesson.
We were walking to the next lesson, when I saw a picture of my Dad with a basketball trophy, and I stopped and looked at it.
"Yeah, he went here like 20 years ago"
"I know, he's my dad"
"He's your dad?, it's makes sense now why your last name is Bolton, he seems cool"
"He was"
"Is he not cool anymor-"
"He's dead"