Starting at a new college isn't easy especially when you don't speak their language....I came from France to stay but I can always visit home ma got moi a passport heh fun anyways i was looking for my dorm when i ran into a boy he looked emo...Wait...HES POPULAR " welll if it isn't the new kid all the way from baguette lands" he smirked " France " I corrected him his smile faded "what did you say punk" he was a lot taller then me.well a few inches Taller he looked tough... and he tackled me then started beating me up. Suddenly three girls came running "CHARLES LEE STOP LEAVE HIM ALONE" the oldest screamed and He stopped and stood up as just laughed as he kicked me in the side " YOU JERK " the youngest cried out she had tan skin and light brown curly locks tied up in a bun while the middle child with long pretty black hair and a soft pale face...ran to me and helped me up..she was a bit taller than me and I tried not to cry yet I broke out into sobs so she let me cry on her shoulder "it's okay honey we will go get you patched up wheres your room?" She smiled sweetly as the other girls gathered around her "he really did a number on you new kid huh?"the youngest squeaked I looked confuse at them then the oldest realized "oh he's the new kid from France he doesn't speak English!" I nodded I only knew a few words that were English this won't be easy oh god..
