Name: Nicola Bartolotti
Age: 17


Jersey. A place slam full of Italian families and crime. Nicola Bartolotti was fairly new to the city, having only moved from Italy a few months back. Her accent was thick, rich and pleasant This would be the first day of her schooling here in America. She could speak English well as of now, having practiced for quite sometime. Her father had always insisted that it was important to speak English at all times with the Americans to avoid their suspicion. Her father ran a rather shady operation. he was 'the Don', also known as the Godfather by many. She shook her head as she entered the building, her thought turning to what she needed to do to get to class. Nicola looked at her schedule and managed to find her biology classroom, stepping in and looking around before taking a random seat.

The class wasn't quite started as students started coming in, taking seats at random places in the room. Luckily no one claimed the seat Nicola had taken and she knew she was safe for now. The teacher came in as the bell rang and Nicola could feel eyes on her from around the room. The teacher introduced herself as Mrs. Conners and tried to say Nicola's name, failing. "It's just Nic." She said softly, shrugging her shoulders. A few giggles came up from some of the students and Nic crossed her arms, frowning. It seemed that the day was already starting out wrong. She gritted her teeth, thinking of the gun she had stashed in her backpack. It would be easy to shoot some of these idiots, but not practical. She knew laying low was what should be done at that moment. She pulled out a paper to begin writing notes that the teacher was writing on the bored. The material was basic and boring to Nic who didn't see the point in going over things that seemed like common knowledge.

Name: Hannah Marie Deluca
Age: 18

"Don't worry about it, I have it covered," Hannah spoke to her fellow ASB worker with excitement as she finished up the first poster she had to make. The girl laid flat on her stomach, painting the next poster for the Valentine's Dance that was coming up later this week. Humming to herself quietly, the girl thought of all the new students that were supposedly enrolled in this high school. How exciting. Hannah thought, not very excited. Her family was rich, and because of that she had to keep her family name strong from joining ASB, multiple clubs, getting straight A's, and taking Advanced Placement courses. Honestly, Hannah had no clue how she had so much time on her hands, but she ignored that as she heard the bell rang. I'm going to be late again. Hannah sighed, picking up everything and putting them back in their place. Now she had to make posters, do her homework, attend club meetings that she was President of, and go to the store after school to buy streamers and balloons for the upcoming dance. Jeez, she hated this job.

As Hannah grabbed her things, she quickly jogged over to her Biology class. She hated science and didn't get it one bit which was why she wasn't very advanced at that. The girl cleared her throat before turning the door knob and entering the room. Mrs. Conners tapped her heel and shook her head, erasing the absent mark from her call sheet and marking it as a 'T' for tardy, "Hannah, I've expected more from you," The woman spoke out then returned to her lecture. That's all everyone expects from me. More, more, more! Hannah tried to hide how irritated she was by smiling at her classmates and waving, "Hey, nice to see you again," she mouthed over in a mere whisper to a few friends of hers as she scanned the area for any open seat available. She spotted one, but wasn't very sure of who the female was in the seat diagonal next to her. Hannah set her things down on the desk, her crystal blue eyes scanning over the raven haired female, "Mind if I sit here?" The strawberry blonde asked, more of a rhetorical question really.

"That's Nic." Another female stated from across the room, sending the whole room in giggles. Hannah raised one of her done eyebrows, not really knowing what that meant. With a shrug, she sat in her desk, figuring it was one of the new girls that had just been enrolled. Nic, huh? Hannah thought to herself, running her fingers through her hair to take out any tangles as she crossed her legs and opened her notebook to take notes. It was the least she could do to try and learn this shit, "Well, it's nice to meet you, Nic," Hannah whispered over with a small smile, nothing more and nothing less. She was the ASB President after all and from the looks of it, Nic's classmates weren't very impressed by her presence.