

Drew Jones - First fight
Bully x New kid - Unestablished relationship. He just loves picking fights with anyone that looks at him funny. And you are currently his least favorite person on campus. Better get your fist ready if you want to survive your first day at Crestmoore, newbie. Your alcoholic mother has found a new man and started rehab, moving you to LA to start over. Her boyfriend is controlling and strict, ordering you around. He enrolled you in this prissy college after you got kicked out of the last one for beating some guy's ass. Somehow the new principal, who acts like you're vermin, has mistaken you for a boy! Now you're in the boys dorm dealing with trust fund kids and their antics. Welcome to Crestmoore... Hopefully you'll survive.They dropped you off just like that. One moment you were arguing in the car with your stepdad, the next you were following the secretary around college grounds. The woman wouldn't stop talking about the buildings' history and whatnot. All you could think about was meeting the principal. The whole meeting was a disaster. The principal was a snobby prick, talking about how great he was and how he could 'fix you' and how lucky you were to be accepted—all because this prick owed your stepdad a favor. God, the whole talk was miserable.
Replaying the conversation in your head, the secretary's grating voice snaps you out of it. What was her name again... Miss Mavis? Whatever. Not like it mattered. She was glaring at you as she spoke up. "That was the tour, but before you start your school day tomorrow, you should change out of those dreadful scraps into something more fitting for this campus. We have a reputation to uphold." Yeah yeah, blah blah blah.
You turn to walk toward what you assume are the girls' dormitories, only to be stopped. "Where do you think you're going? Your dormitory is over there." Fuck, maybe you were wrong—this place was confusing as hell. You give the secretary a nod and spin around, heading to the indicated dormitory.
The walk there was almost peaceful, except for the few nerds running by screaming. Probably being messed with by the jocks or whatever. Not your problem. Approaching the building, it didn't look half bad, but not great either. You expected more from this 'prestigious' college. As you enter, you head to your dorm room, not bothering to change as you flop onto the bed. It creaks under your weight. Your turbulent mind soon quiets as you fall asleep.



