Jackie took a deep breath, trying to get her excitement under control. Today was her first day of high school! And it would only be a matter of time before she ruled the school, with a super-hot boyfriend at her side. Maybe a football player? Or the class president?

She squared her shoulders, holding her books close to her chest, and shoved open the double doors. Huh….this place sure looks a lot like the middle school. Same gray lockers lining the walls, same dirty water fountains every few feet, same cliques dotting the hallways. She was standing in the doorway, scoping out the scene and trying to find her usual clique of pretty, rich girls, when someone bumped up against her back.

"Hey, watch it!" a raspy voice called out. Jackie stumbled, but caught herself. Turning to see who had collided with her, she was already spouting apologies.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry! I wasn't paying attention and-

"Yeah, whatever," a sullen boy with sunglasses on and hair that looked like he'd stuck a fork in an electrical socket glared back at her.

"You know, you don't have to be so rude," Jackie said hotly. Who does this guy think he is? He bumped into me, I apologized, and he hasn't even told me I'm pretty or anything!

"Welcome to high school," the guy smirked. "We're all rude; get used to it." Then, to Jackie's angry astonishment, his gaze slid from her head to her toes and back again, stopping at her boobs. When he met her eyes again, face still twisted in that awful smile, Jackie almost exploded.

"You-you," she struggled to find an insult worthy enough. "You jerk!" She stomped down the hallway, that awful boy's laughter still ringing in her ears. What an asshole, she fumed. At least I'll never have to see him again. The thought of never seeing that mean, dirty jerk again was enough to put a smile on her face again.