The Tales of Luna *Work in progress*

Fresh Start

A/N: Holo its Luna (obv). This story may have some parts that match up with Lynn's so you should read hers too!

Most of these events are based off of or mildly include my real life experiences. Hope you enjoy!

I blasted my music as loud as I could. It didn't matter what I was listening to, I just turned it up. Somehow, my music wasn't loud enough to block out the sound of my aunt knocking on my door. I took out a headphone as I shouted,

"THE DOOR IS OPEN!" She walked in with scrambled eggs and bacon with salt and pepper on top.

My aunt was my favorite, she always listened to me, as I did to her. She always got me the things I wanted, well, only when I was good. Which, I generally was, good grades, no fights, no suspensions, nothing. I was basically just there, a normal everyday student. The school I go to was way different for me, my old school only carried 1,400, this one carried almost 8,000.

Today is my first day, i'm not too excited. Many people have old friends to talk to, but I came from the other side of the country.

I. Am. Doomed.

Why? Well you see, all the freshmen had to go to the auditorium to see what classes we would get. While trying to find my seat, I studied the students. They were way different from my town. We were basically the same, even thought we didn't have uniforms, we all dressed in a similar fashion. I think its mainly because in my school, no one was bullied, or on top of one another. But oh, in this school, everyone was different. There were a few identifiable groups, and no, not the geek and popular or what not, but something different.

   Now, there were the obvious ghettos. (actually my school im not racist i swear) I took a look at the group, I spotted someone I remembered.

"Natalia?" I questioned.

"La-Lani!" She replied.

"No, that was my friend, I'm Luna."

"Omg I remember you. I love you so much, you're the girl with the pizza rolls and we brought blankets to school!" She exclaimed as she stood up. She approached me quickly, and I wasn't sure of what to do. I was surprised at the pair of arms wrapped around me.

   In my old old school, no one hugged anyone. In Natalia's old old school, hugging was the biggest thing. When we became friends in middle school, she used to hug me, a l o t. I didn't get comfortable with hugging, and I probably never will. I patted her back as she pulled away.

"Natalia Galindez, Luna Hextion, Harry Lewis..." The announcer called. After all of the names he told us to go to 605b, great.