The Outgoing Introvert.

Welcome to the story of the girl who never stops thinking, moving, over thinking, overstepping the line and possibly being the most Outgoing Introvert you've ever met.

Preview:
Just me and my school books. Like it always was. I shoved my stuff back in my locker and slid to the floor. No one was here. No one wanted to be here for that matter. Locker 213 I'll remember you. For much too long.

The beginning.

First day of high school. Well shit. This was going to be a long four years. That is if I even stay in it for that long. Everyone started a week before but my god awfull mother decided she wanted the original house that I picked instead. So now I'm here in River High. Conveniently located right next to a river idiotically named river. I know super original will never be able to get over how amazing this town is. It's small but it's enough. You get use to moving once it becomes second nature. I was nervous. Even though I've been here before. New faces, new drama, new thought processes and anarchies. Going to new schools is like going to a new medieval town. Where everyone is stupid, confused, needs help or all of the above