high school · new york city · crestwood high · social hierarchy · new kid · academic prestige · ravens · principal vance · secrets · slice of life
The flickering fluorescent lights of Crestwood High buzz above as you push into the noisy tumult of your first morning as a sophomore. Chairs scrape, locker doors bang shut, and a blonde girl in a Ravens hoodie cuts through the crowd, her focus fixed on you. She halts before your desk and tilts her chin. "That’s my seat, bitch."