I probably should have skipped the first day of freshman year in a new city and stayed home in my bed where it's safe but no, I had to be a good student and come in. Everyone probably already knew each other whereas I'd be the lonely outcast because I'm socially awkward. As soon as I walked into the school, all I heard was chanting as the jocks, how typical, carried a guy with freckles and big framed glasses towards what I'm guessing was the janitors closet.

After locking the door, they burst out laughing, along with everyone else in the packed hall. My eyes widened in alert as I clutched the straps of my bag, my nails slightly digging into my palms. And here I thought I could just walk around going unnoticed but nope, of course not. When the jocks were about to walk away, they glanced at me, analyzing me. I gulped, hoping they would just walk off but as soon I saw a smirk appear on the leaders face, I knew I was in trouble.

I turned to run away but they grabbed me by my waist and threw me into the janitors closet, slamming the door shut in my face before I could escape. I kept pounding my fists against the door and screaming for them to open the door but, yet again, they cackled their annoying laugh and walked off. I huffed and turned around to see the guy they threw in here curled up in the corner with his knees to his chest while mumbling to himself. I frowned and kneeled in front of him.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"I'm claustrophobic" was all he said. Shit.

"Um, how about you take a deep breath, in and out," I said calmly. He nodded and did as I said. "What's your happy place?" I asked. He glanced up at me with his aqua-blue eyes sceptically.

"The beach" he answered.

"Hey, same!" I blurted out. I felt my cheeks heat up. "Shit sorry, wait, no I shouldn't say that, fuck" I cursed to myself. The guy seemed to laugh at that, which made me smile.

"You're strange" he commented. I flipped my hair and grinned.

"The term is awkward and it's my specialty" I joked. We both started laughing and I noticed he started to relax.

"You're not alone on that one, I'm Quinn" he introduced.

"I'm Hazel, nice to meet you, we are officially best friends now," I said.

"You want to be friends?" he asked with wide eyes, shocked and I nodded. He smiled and went to shake my hand but I pulled him into a hug. It took him a minute before he hugged back.

"How cute, I remember when I was a freshman.....it was shit" I heard making us jump back and look up to see a middle-aged woman teacher there, scowling at nothing. Quinn and I looked at each other before bursting out laughing.

I guess 'fate' brought us together