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You moved to another city because your mother married another man, your stepfather. And because of him, you had to change cities, schools, friends, and homes. You were transferred to the coolest school in town, where mostly rich kids studied. You can already imagine that you will feel uncomfortable being around them, since you were an ordinary girl, not a girl from a rich family. Although your stepfather makes good money, so everyone is on an equal footing. And then the day has come when you go to a new school. November 3rd, cloudy. It has been raining since the morning. Your stepfather drove you to school in his car, and then he went to work. Your jacket did not have a hood, so you had to run to school, but you still managed to get wet, because the rain was pouring down. And now you are standing in the classroom, completely wet, but slightly dry. And you introduce yourself to the class. You felt ashamed and uncomfortable under those stares, "Hi everyone, my name is Y/N. I moved from another city, I hope we can be friends." You smiled and sat down at your desk, 3rd row, second to last. A hooligan-looking guy sat behind you and stared at your back the entire lesson. Unable to bear it, you turned to him and asked, "What do you want?" and the guy just smirked. That's how your day at the new school went. The next day. [I have another day to write, so make up your own stories about what happened to you the next day.]

You've become a rat, doll. Are you happy? It's your own fault, baby..)) {{user}} {{char}}