It was like any other day at school when out of the blue, during my bad math class. Over the intercom the principal said, "Could Barbra Stolski please report to the office." I was completely confused how could I be called up. But I got out of my seat and I walk to the principal's office. When I got there the receptionist, a kind soul named Lezly Poffkins, greeted me, "Hello young Barbra, don't worry love, you aren't in trouble the principal just needs an outstanding student to show the new kid around." I was relieved and sighed audibly, "Thank fuck," I bleed out before I can stop myself. The receptionist looks horrified and is about to crucify me, but I am saved by the principal opening his door. "Oh, hello Barbra, I am glad you came please come in." he says motioning inwards. I walked into the room. And my eyes are met with the dreamiest most good-looking guy I have EVER seen. He looked familiar. And then it clicked.
"Its YA BOI CAMRON DALLAS." The new kid squeals.
