Frank's P.O.V.
A new home. A new school. A new Hell. When my parents said we were moving I didn't actually care, but now that I've seen it, I would do anything to go back to my small hometown of Belleville New Jersey. There I had everything. I had friends. Here, well, it's the complete opposite. All I have is my guitar, and nobody's gonna want to be friends with some scrawny punk kid with too many band t-shirts. Nobody listens, nobody cares.
Normally I wouldn't mind school, because back in Belleville nobody knew who I was, and I could walk the halls unnoticed. Well, at least until it happened. I normally just got shitty grades, got in fights, and often ditched school, but at least nobody cared. I'm pretty sure everyone here has already been notified of the new delinquent coming to disturb their preppy, upper class society.
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Short first chapter, I know. This is my first (published) fanfic so I'm very open to criticism.
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