She walked in scared and worried about what was to come from not only this new school, but this new town. He walked in confident on the outside, however, numb inside, he might only be a freshman, but even the senior girls want him. He wasn't typical, he was but, wasn't. He was a jock but, also the bad boy, and a nerd as well. Who was he really? She well she was a bookworm, yet, she wasn't. She was just trying to find something she was good at. Didn't know where she fit in properly joining and leaving every clique. He well he was doing the same, however, his labels stuck even after he left the clique.