Love Isnt Found Here: Biracial One Direction Story

Trin's POV
I woke up in New York today. I had just came here from new Orleans.Tomorrow I started school which couldn't be more nerve wrecking. I go to International School Of Americas in New York. A lot of different races and backgrounds go there. I finally got home and settled into my new room. I looked into the mirror and pulled at my kinky brown hair "I hope they like me...". Thought ran through my head about my difference. I never had permed my natural hair and it was always puffy and kinky or in braids. I hope they don't talk about the way I dress. I just had to prepare myself for whatever...