Monroe Kennedy is an artsy and outgoing 16 year old that has recently moved to Port Charles, New York from New York City. Her parents are both own a very expensive hotel in NYC and are never around. They spend as much time as they can at the hotel, working and most of the time sleep there also. Monroe was raised by nannies and now that she was 16, they left her on her own. They insisted she attend Madison Prep School instead of Port Charles High School and they also insist that she apply to the most prestigious colleges in the United States. She was a year accelerated so instead of being a junior she was a senior. Monroe didn't really take her school work to seriously, but Madison Prep did have an awesome art program, so she didn't put up a fight.

It was the first day of school and Monroe woke herself up extra early so she would have a lot of time to get ready. She got into the shower and tried to make it as fast as possible. She got out and put on a robe and looked around her closet for something special to wear, but then she sadly realized that she had to wear a uniform. She would be wearing the same dull uniform everyday for the next 180 school days. She put on the dreadful purple and yellow outfit and began to blow dry her long brown hair. She straightened it and found a cute bow to go in her hair that would match. She applied a light amount of makeup and then went down stairs and grabbed an apple as she flipped on the news. She kept seeing the names Jason Morgan and Sonny Corinthos appear frequently. She knew nothing about Port Charles before arriving there, but she had a feeling that even though it was a relatively small city compared to NYC, it was going to be filled with a ridiculously large amount of drama.

She grabbed her purse and keys and locked the door behind her as she then got into her black 2010 Porsche Panamera. Her parents liked to make up for their lack of attention with an overabundance of expensive gifts, and Monroe really couldn't complain about something like that. She pulled up to the school and was surprised to see cars just as nice as hers surrounding her. She got out of her car and walked up to the school. She looked at her phones calendar where she had her classes and their times written down. 1st period was history; all Monroe could think about was how horrible that was. She hated history so much. She walked into the class and saw that a lot of seats were already filled, she saw a cute boy with blonde hair sitting next to a girl with dark brown hair. Seeing this attractive blonde boy brightened her mood, although his fake smile didn't. It was very obvious that he did not want to be here at all. Monroe decided to sit in front of him, just to start the day off right. She looked at her phone and saw that class didn't start for another 10 minutes; she guessed everyone was early because of it being the first day. She was extremely bored and her friendliness was shining through as she decided to turn around to the guy and girl behind her and introduce herself.

"Hi, I'm Monroe Kennedy; I'm new here, what's your name?" She extended her hand out and smiled widely at the brunette sitting diagonal to her.

"Oh hey, I'm Kristina Davis, and this is my brother Michael Corinthos" she pointed to the cute boy sitting next to her quickly, and then shook Monroe's outstretched hand.

"Hi, nice to meet you" Monroe said and looked at Kristina first and then at Michael who also shook her hand.

"So where did you move to Port Charles from?" Kristina asked Monroe.

"New York City. My parents thought a quieter city would be better for me." She said, rolling her eyes. That wasn't the real reason. Monroe didn't even know the real reason, but she thought that sounded better. "How long have you guys lived here?" She questioned.

"Our whole lives. Most people from Port Charles have been here their entire lives. If you want we could show you around after school or at least give you the ins and outs. Do you know where Kelly's is?" Kristina asked.

"Yep! They have the best smoothies… ever" She said smiling.

"Great, meet us there after school… I hope we have some more classes together" Kristina said, and a couple seconds later the teacher walked in. And Monroe's boring day started. Kristina's wish came true, Monroe and she ended up having 3 other classes together and Michael and Monroe had 2 more classes together. Although Monroe thought it was weird that Michael ignored her completely in those classes and sat by himself, completely silent as people around him stared at him and whispered. This really confused her. She was also confused in gym class when girls snickered, stared, and pointed at Kristina, shooting her dirty looks at every chance possible. Monroe didn't know if she was going to be able to handle such petty drama.

Monroe grabbed some of her books, threw them in her car and then drove over to Kelly's. She ordered a strawberry smoothie and a water and sat down in a booth with Michael and Kristina. Kristina was really proud when she sat down next to Michael and Michael didn't seem at all uncomfortable. "So is like 90% of Madison's population just stuck up bitches and annoying jerks?" Monroe asked and Kristina and Michael couldn't help but smile.

"What do you mean?" Kristina asked.

"Well for starters, I was constantly thinking I had something on my shirt with how often I caught guys staring at my chest, secondly in the 3 classes I had with you there was so many girls just pointing fingers and making disgusted little pathetic faces, and in the two classes I had with Michael, the guys were doing basically the same shit. It seems ridiculous. I mean I went to a snobby school before but this just seems out of control" Monroe said, taking a sip of her water and then exhaling a deep breath.

"Well. I guess there's something you should know about me before we continue all this and something else you should know about Michael if he wants to tell you…. Most of my junior year and for half of the summer I was dating this guy Kiefer. He was abusive towards me to the point where I ended up in the hospital twice. The second time on the way to the hospital he was walking in the middle of the road and my mom accidentally hit him. She was too worried about me to worry about that and when she got to the hospital with me for the second time she didn't mention it to anyone that she had hit him. All the girls at school basically think I made everything up about Kiefer hitting me and think my mom is some sort of murderer even though she was saving my life." Kristina said. Monroe could tell it was really hard for her to talk about and she gave her a sympathetic look. Monroe had also been in an abusive relationship for about 3 years but the guy she was with was good at what he did. He hit her in places no one saw and made her believe he loved her so she kept her mouth shut. It only took him moving out of the state for them to break up. She really didn't want to bring that up in front of Michael , or anyone right now so she just told Kristina she was sorry and then looked over at Michael.

"I killed my stepmom, and now I'm out on parole." Monroe just kind of stared at him blankly.

"You don't just kill someone and get out on parole" Monroe said to him, completely confused.

"He killed his stepmother accidentally, while he was trying to save his mother. His stepmother, Claudia, was crazy and kidnapped his mom while she was pregnant and Michael found them and hit Claudia over the head with a bat to get her away from his mom." Monroe nodded, not sure of what to say.

"I'm not a hero" Michael said quietly, staring at her.

"I didn't say you were" she replied, not trying to sound cruel but she didn't really know what Michael was trying to get at. Kristina looked at Michael surprised because he didn't look angry or anything, his eyes lit up as he looked at Monroe in amazement, she really did not sugarcoat anything for him. They talked for a lot longer. Monroe learned many things about both of them but they didn't learn much about her. She was a very beautiful and outgoing young girl, but she did not give details on her personal life the way Kristina did. Kristina said she had to leave because her mom wanted her home and she exchanged numbers with Monroe, for some reason Michael didn't want to stop talking with this gorgeous girl sitting in front of him. He felt like he could open up with her because she didn't expect a damn thing from him. She just listened, and he enjoyed listening to her too. A waiter came over and they decided to order dinner since it was nearing 5 o clock, and they continued their conversations.

"So I feel like my sister and I did a lot more talking than you did. I feel like we don't know anything about you" Michael told her, staring into her deep blue eyes.

"Not much to tell. I'm really into art, anything I can get my hands on; paint, clay, pencil, computer designs, literally anything. My parents never wanted children and it's quite apparent with the fact that their never home. I was raised by a nanny until I was fifteen and they think lavish gifts can make up for their absence." She said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Where are they?" Michael asked.

"They own a five star hotel/restaurant in NYC. It is called The Kennedy... so original. They put their heart and soul and everything into it and basically live in one of the master suites there" she confided in him. So much for keeping her distance and not giving personal details to them she thought.

"I've heard of that hotel. I think my family and I have actually even stayed there while we were in NYC. But, don't you have any other relatives you could be close with, like grandparents or aunts or something?" He asked, curiously.

"Both my parents got kicked out of their house by their parents at the age of 16. They found each other a year later. Moved in together, struggled through college, got married, started up a small hotel in Queens, eventually moved onto The Kennedy in NYC, had my older brother and then seventeen years later had me and that was it. My brother helped them with the business from the time I was born until the time he died and they have cut ties with every family member they've ever known and I have never met any of my family besides them and I don't even consider them family. So basically it's just me" She said with a small smile

"That sounds like such a horrible story, worse than mine. I mean I've been through a lot and I'm hard on myself but I have so many loving people surrounding me." Michael told her.

"Well, it is not the greatest story but it is what it is. I just want to finish school and start my own family. Have a real life away from here and start over. I would never be like them" She said smiling, and taking a bite of her salad.

"You really are a fascinating person, Mrs. Kennedy" he said, slightly winking at her, which made her laugh. She was having a really good time with him, and she was sad to know that he would have to leave soon. She could stay there all night if she wanted. But she knew his brother would want him home at a reasonable time because of his parole. After talking for an hour more, he did say he had to get going. They paid for dinner and she stood up and hugged him as he left. She decided to go shopping for a little bit and eventually made her way home. She took a long shower and changed into a comfortable pair of pajamas, turned on the television, and looked at her phone and saw that she had three unread texts.

Kristina- Michael wants us all to hang out again. Are you available Friday night?

Michael- Just wanted to say goodnight, so... Goodnight

Mom- Staying at work for the night. Put $1,000 in your bank account this morning. See you later.

She replied, "Friday works great, how about my house?" to Kristina. "Goodnight to you too :)" to Michael, and she didn't even bother to say anything to her mom. Kristina replied back "Sounds good! Need directions" to which Morgan responded with the directions and a few minutes later fell asleep. It was not a good night of sleep. Hearing about Kristina's story with her abusive boyfriend made her think of her relationship with her ex, Conner and how traumatic it was. But she eventually focused all her thoughts on the sweet guy she had met today, Michael, and she drifted into a better sleep. Little did she know, that Michael was thinking about her to keep the nightmares from coming into his mind as well.