The first few hours of the day flew by so fast. Before I knew it, I was in lunch, looking for a place to sit. I held my lunch bag in my hand as I scanned the lunch room for Lottie. I accidentally bumped into someone. She was a lot bigger than I and she was quite muscular as well. "What the fuck are you doing?" She laughed in a deeper voice. "Oh, uh, I'm looking for someone" I stuttered. "Why don't I know you?" She asked and looked down at me. "Well, I'm a foreign exchange student from the USA" I said softly. "America? That's awesome! I can show you around, you don't need anyone else but me. I'm the best damn guide in this hell hole" she smiled and lazily put her arm around my shoulder and we began walking. "Alright. The cafeteria is a tricky place. You have different groups in each table. The main groups are jocks, nerds, preps, rebels, goths, and finally the bitches" she said. "Who are the "bitches"?" I asked her. "They are the bitchiest bitches you will ever meet. They are massive sluts and they breath gossip" she said softly. "What group are you in?" I asked her. "I'm in with the jocks. I'm on the football team, the boys and girls teams tend to sit together". "Wait, there are female football teams in high school?" I asked suprised. She looked at me confused then laughed. "Oh you Americans! Not North American football, REAL football, you tend to call it soccer for some reason" she chuckled. "Ohh! Soccer! Duh.." I laughed at myself. "Do you play?" She asked. "I do". "I like you, you should come out for the team next week" she smirked. "Sure, it won't hurt to try out" I shrugged. "What's your name freshmeat?" She asked me. Freshmeat? What the fuck is that supposed to mean? "It's (y/n)" I said. "Alli, I'll see you around (y/n)" she said as she studied my figure quickly then walked off.
