The rest of the morning classes passed quickly, except for lunch and the ensuing free period, but what did you expect? You were completely new in a small town that rarely had anyone visit and even more rarely had anyone that moved there permanently. It was tough, you had to admit to that, but it didn’t break your spirit. You were intent on making it through the day without causing any trouble; however, that seemed like a lost cause as people gave you the impression that they were out to get you. Again with the vengeful girls at this school. What the heck was up with that? It’s not like you had done anything other than attend school. Why where they still glaring holes in the back of your head? Not even one person had greeted you or talked to you. All they did was stare, or worse: glare. Not like you cared enough to strike up a conversation with some random people. You weren’t that desperate for acceptance. The only thing you hoped for was that this school day would soon end so you could go home and read. Oh yes. Not that it was obvious that you were a nerd, not stereotypically so at least, however, your hobbies were to read and study. Sounds boring, right? But at least when you were reading you could forget reality and disappear to another world where all your worries were as distant as the stars in the sky. 

When lunch started, you sat completely still in your seat and waited until most of your classmates had left the room before standing up and slowly making your way out of the classroom. You had packed your lunch this morning, but you were curious as to how the dining hall looked so you decided on first going to the dining hall to observe and then you would return to the classroom to eat your own lunch.

Before lunch, during history you were made awfully aware of the staring of four other guys. You recognised them as being the four friends of the two guys from this morning. You really couldn’t catch a break today at all. As you had exceptional grades at you former school the administration had decided to put you in some senior classes as well. It was just your luck you ended up in a class with more weirdos. The staring was slowly driving you crazy. You were neither beautiful nor interesting in any way so there should be no reason for them to stare at you, but still they did. Being a new student was not enough reason for them to shamelessly stare at you. You forced the thoughts of the four guys from you history class out of your head and tried focusing on finding your way to the dining hall. Not exactly difficult as most people were walking in the