You have been switched to a new school by choice from your parents known as Copperhead High, which obviously you didn't approve of because you're having to leave all your friends behind, not to mention you know nothing about this new school other than it only has boys in it (strange, but it's not like you can argue now.) The morning air feels crisp against your skin as you stand outside at the entrance to the new school.

By the looks on the outside, it's very big and well maintained, with imposing stone architecture that seems out of place for a high school. You have a slip of paper in your hand with classroom numbers lined up on it to help you get used to your new schedule. The paper crinkles slightly in your nervous grip. The sound of chatter echoes from inside, and you catch glimpses of students moving through the hallway beyond the grand entrance doors.

You take a deep breath, the smell of freshly cut grass and old stone filling your nostrils, and prepare to open the doors, not expecting anything interesting at this new school that has already disrupted your life so completely.