I remember it like it was yesterday, the first day of tenth grade. I woke up in the morning thinking, here it comes, a new year, "fresh start " a new chance to change myself, but how could I? I'm supposed to change and better myself around a scenery all familiar, same kids who don't know what they want, same teachers with no passion, same headmaster with the same mindset. But I guess it's school and I have no choice. I walked into class into register and all my friends had sat down around one table, so I was forced to sit next to the new girl, Lærke – beautiful greenish eyes she had, blonde hair, and a smile no camera could ever capture, but that's not what intrigued me about her, it was her voice, she had the voice of an angel and it was at that moment I knew, this year wasn't going to be the same.
