Zoe's POV
Oh this is going to be a hard year why did my mom have to find a new job in another city ahhhhhh. I thought to myself wanting to pull my hair out. Don't get me wrong, not like I was popular at my previous school I was definitely not but at least I had one friend who loved me now I have to find another friend and that for me is really hard. I have a tough time making friends. I am 5'4 tall with an hour glass figure, sea green eyes and very smooth and soft skin. My mom says I have breast for days plump, round and standing and a butt that deserves it's own show. I am what people call a 7 at most. Now you may wonder why then did I only have one friend? Well girls don't like me and I have a very low self-esteem and some deep seated. On a daily I have to deal with how I look and have girls call me slut because of it. It's really funny because I'm still a virgin who has never had a boyfriend let alone kissed a boy. The fact that I'm reserved and cannot stand up for myself also contributes. I would get guys approach me trying to get with me only to find they only want to pop the cherry and also already girlfriends. Cheerleaders especially hate me look I don't have to work for my body so often they feel jealous and attach me... well not physically but they bully me and make me feel like trash which I normally do without their help thank you very much. I was mostly made to feel less than and that further isolates me. I never told my mother about what was going on with me because I didn't see it as a big deal I just thought as long as it wasn't physical and also the fact that I only endured this for 3 years already I thought I could do one more year since this year was my senior year but as luck would have it my mom got a promotion as a senior nurse in another state and so here we are miles from the small and affluent town of Kinsley to New brighten the city where the rich play. Don’t get me wrong I come from money in that my father Ivan left my mother a fortune when he passed, however this city does not compare here money rules unlike in my small town where values, respect and money are gold ."You are going to fit right in honey " my mother trying to cheer me up whilst we were packing before we moved here three days ago. Yeah right I thought to my self as I'm standing in front of the mirror blow-drying my hair and putting it in a loose high bun. Today I'm wearing my blue Jean's and black tight bodysuit. I take a deep breath to calm myself just before taking on the big bad work. Ugh I shrug taking my bag and heading downstairs. Although we are rich somewhat we don’t have maids. My mom prefers to do things herself like the wonder woman she is. I walk into the kitchen going straight to the coffee maker to ma and my self a cup. I know ma will descend now now. as I grabbed an apple from the counter I hear "Morning honey" ma says as she descends the stairs. I turn facing my mother giving her a bright smile which is fake and a hug and said “Morning ma". We pull away from the hug my mom examine my face and says "I see we are not looking forward to today" she pauses still looking at me "honey it's going to be alright it's new just give them your best smile nobody can resist that" she encourages. Rolling my eyes ma always positive. ”I guess I can do that .I just one friend then I can get through anything" I shrug. Please with my answer she nods her head moving to pick up her coffee” I can drop you off if you want" she offers. I move to the table to take my seat leaving her to follow suit "that would be great thanks ma" I say whilst taking a swing at my coffee which test refreshing. Which is what I need to face teenagers with raging hormones I tell myself. I don’t normally eat breakfast as it makes bloated an always suffice you know what they say 'an apple a day keeps a doctor away' so I'm sticking to that. I finish my coffee and we head out to my mom's car. The drive to the school is quiet and relatively short. My mom doesn’t say anything she just hums to her song as we drive to the school. I am strolling through i********: looking at what my friend Lisa is up to since I have left three days ago. I make a mental note to call her tonight I know she will be mad I haven't talked to her in 24 hours. Whilst busy with my phone I feel the car coming to a stop, I raise my head to notice we are in the schools drop of section. Oh well that was quick I log out of i********: unbuckling my seat belt, move over to give mom a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Then I step out of the car to hear her call out “Have a wonderful day honey I'll be here to pick you up at 3. I love you knock them dead”. I just smile and wave goodbye taking a breath then walk towards the entrance. I have my locker number, code and my time table. I do a mental check list as I go in with my apple on hand. The school is buzzing with kids everywhere. It's at that moment I realise I don't know where I'm going for my first class so I decide the first person I encounter whilst at the lockers. I walked towards my locker opened it and removing my other books from my bag taking only English and maths book which are my first and second class today. I turn to my right I see one student, a boy opening a locker four doors from mine with blonde ash curly hair that is shaved on one side and jaw length on the other. He seems younger than me so I decided to approach. “Hi can I trouble you for a sec?" I ask the boy using my most gentle voice while spotting a small smile. I see him visibly swallow as his Adam's apple moves up and down then he composes himself giving me a small smile back before responding with a straight "yes". I continued "I'm new to just wondering if you can please show me where your room 45 is situated?" . "Go straight after turn left after the lockers then go straight it's the third room on your right" he says giving direction of which I record in my brain before saying my thank you as I walk away from him walking towards the English class.