Stuck Between Claws and Fangs

My name's Arlo Trausch and I'm currently 16 years of age. Today's my first day of school at Milford High School and already I have people swarming me. Being the new kid has its perks, but it also has its downfalls. For instance, I could easily make the wrong friends and get stabbed in the back later down the road. I may be overthinking it, but anything beats being homeschooled by my parents. I mean, at least they try. My parents have lived all over the world due to their archeology research. They always told me not to believe everything I see and not to be scared to believe in the things I don't see. Confusing, right? But, the Trausch family motto is "Believing is seeing, and seeing isn't always believing." I can't help but think that their "research" isn't the only thing that's caused our moving around. I mean, who can say they've lived in places like Salem, the city of Notre Dame, and Transylvania? But who knows, this may just be my paranoia.