• A new school.Just wonderful.Being a Goth is hard enough,but a school where cheerleaders were the top dogs was terrible.As I walked to my first class,I bumped into someone while reading a book.I lifted my head to see who I'd shown my nerd side to first.I blushed when I saw that the person was another Goth.And worse than that,a boy.He smiled a small smile and helped me to my feet."I'm sorry."I said." "No it's my fault."he said.Then I noticed he reached down for one of two books on the floor.I reached for the other.I looked at my feet when the boy looked at me.I could tell that I had made a bad impression.I looked at him again,and then I rushed to my first class.I got there as the bell rang and sat in my seat.Today was going to be hard.