"Ms. Reynolds wake up this instant!" I then awoke to the sound of a ruler hitting my desk barely missing me. 

"I am awake." I muffled from my jacket. I was new here I had just moved here from Utah I was happy and sad about the move but anywhere but there was fine with me. Back in Utah I was a Street Racer and did all the other things Utahans do like Snowboard. I had been here for 3 days but this was my first day at King High. 

 "See me after…Ms. Reynolds pay attention when I am speaking!"

"Sorry Mr. Uhm…uhh Mitchell?"

 "See me after class." He said bitterly. This cannot be happening to me! I kept thinking in my head only hearing the words class, do, sleep, and, you can leave now. I left class going in to the hell of what the government calls school. The crowded halls made it harder for me to find the right class. I asked around but nobody even made eye contact or said anything to me. I found a Blonde girl wearing a Pink halter top standing around with a Jock looking guy and a rebelish looking Brunette. “Hey, uh can any of you guys tell me where room 112 is?" I asked the group of people. The jock guy and the Brunette gave me the “who the fucks are you?" look, the Blonde turned around and smiled.

 "Sure It’s my next class." she turned to the other 2 " I’ll see you guys later." we walked off towards the Biology Lab. "So, how long have you been here?" she said almost an eternity later.

 "3 days. I just moved here from Utah."

 "I heard that Utah is a fun place to live."

 "Who told you that?" I asked wanting to know who in the right mind would like to go to Utah either 1. They were idiots or 2. They have never seen 34 LDS churches on the same stretch of 5 mile road.

 "I studied Utah for a report once. It seems like a fun place to live?"

 "Trust me uhm..?" I didn’t even know her name and I was talking to her. Awkward.

 "Spencer Carlin."

 "Thanks. Trust me Spencer Utah IS HELL!!"