Sprawled out on the ground covered head to toe in bright blue paint wasn't exactly how I envisioned the first day of my last year at high school playing out yet here I am. I suppose it was hopeful thinking, presuming that everything would just roll on by smoothly and I'd be able to just survive this year unnoticed by everyone especially considering half the school was grouping around me with their phones held out snickering and filming like I was born to be a jester. And just when I thought it couldn't possibly get any worse Micah Holt, the schools quarterback, the most popular kid on the block and the next Alpha of the Crescent Pack in which we reside stumbled upon me.