Today, Beacon Hills High School prepares to welcome a new student! Several new students, in fact; a whole class of them. As summer gives way to fall, so too does freedom give way to restriction. Get in your seats, everyone.
"I went overboard in Gym. I have a Mood Disorder, so sometimes if I get too excited I do stupid things. Hurtful things."
She sits down next to Boyd.
"So, grounded. 'Coz I know better and my dad knows I know better."
"Demolished everyone in dodge-ball."
She smirks.
"Way too aggressively."
"What a horrific display of reckless endangerment of your peers. Has your dad ever attended high school?"
"I'm pretty sure he appeared fully formed as a overprotective fourty-something. They don't get to go to high school."
Grammargrammargrammar.
"So. I kinda invited Erica to come sit with us at lunch... is that okay, or should I go let her down nicely?"
"She's... yeah, I get the hesitation. But I like her. She's blunt and says what she means. No bullshit."
"If you haven't noticed yet, me and Erica aren't very popular. If you wanted to do anything about your own popularity, now would be the time."
"Popularity seems like so much work. And I don't really care if people don't like me..."
Pause.
"No, rephrasing that. I like interesting people. Interesting people like me. If they don't like me, they're not interesting. There are exceptions. But I choose to ignore them."
"Interesting people might not like you if you're sitting with people who'll bite their head off."
"If they can't handle a little pressure then they don't qualify as interesting, by my standards anyway."
Danny definitely isn't watching her like she's the most confusing thing he's seen all year.
She shrugs, "You know, I'm even more confused now. I knew he didn't like me before... but that was just weird."
"You have any idea?"
"Nope. We got along great. He even invited me to sit with him at lunch last week."