(Y/N)'s POV
Yesterday, mom dropped a bomb on me. We were moving. Sure I didn't like the people here, but I still love this place. The shops, school, the loudness, I love it all. But I'm still happy to move. I'm putting some boxes in the moving truck, when I see... Vivica. She was talking to her popular group, aka the bully group. She's the reason I'm okay with moving. I'm about to run into the door to hide, but she noticed me.

"Hey look everybody! The queen of dorks is finally moving out!" she announces to the world. Then she walks up to me with her group. "You moving is going to let me take over. All the boys will want me now! Now run along, dork! Run away from your fears, because you're obviously to weak to face them!" She laughs. Then, she throws her ice cold (like her heart) mocha latte in my face, punches me in the gut, and walks away with the others.

Hey, wait! I'm moving, so that means whatever I do to Vivica now, she won't be able to get me back! I walk up to her and her group, after cleaning my self up of course. I grab a slushy and throw it at her and yell, "You're just a mean, rich girl stereotype! You know what, your whole group are a bunch of losers, so if I'm the queen of the dorks, you're the queen of all LOSERS! Now YOU go run of because your just jealous of me and my awesomeness!" I then punch her in the face, kick her in the stomach, and walk away, leaving her cold, wet, and hurt. That felt really good! I get in the car with my mom and we start heading to my new town, Gravity Falls.