That High School NOT Love Story

Prolouge: "Weird Crap"

 First things first, I can think of some weird crap. That's why I don't- didn't have any friends. That wasn't hard to put together really. Another note about my weird crap: when you come up with stuff as weird as the stuff I make, and someone comes along that you find weird, you know something's up. Oh and that person is probably cool.

Almost every year, thanks to my frikin' "great" dad, we move. This time, we moved to the middle of freakin' Georgia and it wasn't Atlanta, by the way. It was some random spot just far enough away to have pretty much everyone you tell go, "where?" That was my reaction, anyways. So at this "where?" place in Georgia, aka Aikenton, I started going to this school. Jasper County High School. It's about 17 minutes from Aikenton and it's not a huge school but it's decent.

Anyways, that doesn't really matter. Coming from another different small town, I was pretty sure I knew how the schools worked. Typically I'd keep my mouth shut and stay to myself and my stories. My 'weird crap' as my dad calls it. When I came here on my first day of school, I had a notebook, a pencil, my reading glasses and Lord of the Rings. To ,e it was all I really wanted to do anyways so it wasn't a big deal. The thing was, the first day of school went weird.

You know how someone can come along and just kind of screw up all your plans but in like a good way?

Yeah, that was Frederick.