I'm Fay. I'm a good girl and I'm not very strong or smart. That probably told you a lot about my self confidence. I am a major fangirl. I'm very girly and probably seem like a lunatic when you first meet me.

My name means fairy. Sadly I'm not a fairy. That would be awesome. I wish I was a mermaid. That isn't weird. I can be 13 and want to be a mermaid. I like the color yellow so - what am I doing? I can't introduce myself like that!

I am sitting in the car pondering how I am going to introduce myself when I get to my new school. I have no idea what to do.

"How much longer until we get there?" I ask my mom.

"About two minutes," she answers.

Two minutes! What am I going to do? Will I make a new image for myself? I have always wanted to be strong and rebellious like all the successful characters in my fandoms. No, I can't do that. I guess I'll just wing it. We pull up tho the front of the school.

I walk out of the car. Is my outfit silly? I'm wearing jeggings, a loose crop-top with a tank top underneath. I don't know what to do. I feel tears coming into my eyes but I blink them away. I look at my schedule. My first class is English. English is in classroom 23. I go there and sit down in the desk I was assigned. What am I going to do? The bell rings.

The teacher comes "Hello class, I'm Mrs. Harper. Welcome to the first day of eighth grade. Everyone write a paper on how their summer was. You have ten minutes."

I try to focus on the good stuff.

Over the summer I moved. It took a few weeks. I am still not unpacked. I went on a few road trips and had a lot of fun in the warm weather. I helped-

"Time is up turn in your papers," Mrs. Harper says.

I'm not even close to being done. I finish up with a terrible closing sentence. I hand in the paper hoping I at least get a B-.