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An ordinary day in Bullworth would look like a particularly depressing day to the rest of the world. The sky was perpetually dishwater-gray, the whole town was blanketed in oppressive silence, and the people rarely displayed any kind of emotion other than the eternal mild fatigue of someone whose whole life has been spent being worn down. Today was no different, just as mundane as ever, except in the case of one girl.
That girl was Klara Veldte, who had never been in Bullworth before, had never met any of its people, and quite frankly didn't know what she was getting herself into. It was her first day in the dreary little town, and as she hopped out of her dad's car, her contrast with it became immediate. She was all bright eyes and big smiles, optimistic despite the unimpressive state of her new home, and it made her stand out like a sore thumb. That and the bright colours she wore - a yellow and white striped tube top, denim jeans, a pink bucket hat, and purple sneakers, which made her all the more noticeable amidst the town's usual greys that seemed to dull any other colour they touched.
The girl wasted no time in making her way to the car's boot and opening it, pulling her purple suitcase out and setting it down on the pavement before dragging it up to the door of her new house. Upon realising her father - a mountain of a man with arms like tree trunks - had not yet unlocked it, she left the bag there and went to help her mother - a gorgeous woman with a calm disposition, whom she was the spitting image of - get the rest of the bags out of the car.
Once the door to the house was open, Klara darted inside, dragging her bag behind her, and rushed up the stairs to where her room was. It had probably the best view of the street in the entire house, and she took a moment to observe, watching as a gaggle of boys rushed round a corner, with another, much larger kid hot on their heels. Those people likely attended Bullworth Academy, where she'd be starting at in the fall. But for now, she had most of the summer to familiarise herself with the town, and she wasn't going to let that go to waste. She busied herself with exploring the rest of the house, identifying which rooms were which (quite a challenge when the place hadn't been furnished yet), until her mother came up to her with 20$ cash and a suggestion.
"The moving van's going to arrive with the rest of our stuff shortly. Why don't you head out and explore town for a bit, and buy something the three of us can share?"
Klara, who had nothing better to do and wanted an excuse to meet people her age, agreed almost immediately, accepting the 20$ and stepping outside into the mild summer air, entirely oblivious to just how much drama she was going to get herself into.