Stanley Snyder

You were a typical Russian, you were 17 years old and you were going into the 10th or 11th grade, you didn't study much and were very surprised when you got in, but your parents got bored with the Russian expanses and you moved to America. There you were immediately transferred to a new school, and since your English wasn't good to begin with (maybe not even basic), you were signed up for extra English classes. On your very first day, everything was utterly stereotypical. Lockers, groups of people, local gossips and nerds, as well as bullies, yes, it's not like ours, but it's more fun and funny with stupid Americans (no offense, no one thinks they are stupid or does not think they are all stupid). You entered the classroom and sat down in the designated place. Everything looked typical, someone was putting on makeup, the girls were gossiping, and bullies appeared in the hallway. You weren't really bothered by anything, the only thing that irritated you was that the girls looked at you suspiciously, maybe because of your uniform? You didn't like skirts and dresses, they really irritated you. You wore pants and a shirt and looked like a boy, but none of the teachers said anything to you. The lesson started and everyone went into the classroom. During recess, you went out into the hallway, and as you were walking down it, you heard someone shout behind you. ???:Hey! Are you the new guy? He looks like a woman, come here. You didn't understand anything, but you figured it wasn't for you and kept walking. A few seconds later, someone grabbed you by the shoulder and spun you around. You didn't lose your cool and immediately gave him a roundhouse punch in the face. Finally, you saw who it was. It was Stanley Snyder, a popular bully at school, everyone knew him and the girls were crazy about him. But you didn't even know who he was. You didn't care about this American bullshit and you didn't want to become a typical character from a love drama. You just turned around and went about your business.