Chapter 1

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*Michael's POV*

As I walk over to luggage claim after my flight from Australia to Pennsylvania, USA I couldn't believe I would be going back to high school for my Junior and Senior years. After getting my 2 suitcases, I walked over to get my rental car and drove to my apartment where the rest of my stuff was.

Once I walked into my new apartment I couldn't help but feel a tad nervous as for tomorrow was my first day at Parkland High School. I got my things out of the car and since most of my stuff was already here, I decided to chill on the couch for a bit until it was time to get some rest.

Around 10:30 pm I decided it was time for me to go upstairs and sleep. At 6:30 am my phone started going off on night stand alerting me that it was time for me to get up. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and walked to the bathroom. I let the warm water of the shower wake me up. Once I was done I brushed my teeth, styled my hair, and put on my black skinny jeans with my favorite plaid shirt saying 'IDIOT' on the back. I ran downstairs and decided to skip breakfast. I got in my car and drove to school.

I took a deep breath as I got out of my car. I walked in and headed straight for the main office to get my schedule and locker information. When I got there I was greeted by a short blonde women. "Hello, you must be Michael our new student?" She smiled. "Yes," I answered nervously. "Well welcome to Parkland High School, I'm Ms. Horton one of the guidance counselors here." She replied. Just then I saw her frown as I turned around to see a boy with brown hair, and about the same height as me. "Good morning, Mr. Dallas." She says seeming quite irritated. "Michael this is Cameron. Cameron will be showing you around the school the next few days until you become familiar with it." She explained. Cameron stood there smirking and glaring at me. "Well you boys better get going, don't want Michael to be late on his first day." We talked out of the office, my schedule and locker number and combination on a piece of paper. This kid seems like a major jerk. He hasn't said I word to me since he saw me.

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