Allysa rolled her eyes at her friend's antics. How in hell she could ever make friends with Jamie, the school gossip, was unbeknownst to her. The first day of school was always a long day. Any and every summer scandal, Allysa had to listen to- not like there weren't enough scandals during the school year anyway. Thankfully, there was only one class before lunch- language class. The two friends had made sure to choose the same classes, so they wouldn't have to be separated for most of the day, but this year, Allysa chose to take French III, while Jamie chose Spanish I. "Good luck, hun- they say that the new French teachers are mean this year!" Jamie warned, the two girls parting and walking towards their respective classes. Allysa walked in to find that most people had seated themselves already. 'Wow... this teacher really must be strict....' A couple of seats in the middle were still open, and she placed her things down at one, before sitting down. Just as the bell rung, a boy came bursting into the classroom, boisterously rushing towards the seat... right next to hers. She groaned inwardly as she realized that it was Zack that had sat next to her. On top of being a massive, egotistical jock, Zack also had a serious anger management problem. He looked at her straight in the eye, and smiled. "Hey bit-" he started. Before she knew it, Allysa had slapped him in the face for being such an asshole. He face was red and seriously upset- it was obvious that this seating arrangement would get pretty challenging. 'Why, heavens? Why do things like this happen to me!?'