Plot Summary: Nat Wolff had always been a good kid; he got decent grades, did his chores, and took up the responsiblity of raising his brother on his own. So why does nothing ever go his way? Why can he never talk to his never ending crush, Rosalina? Why can't he preform for a crowd? Will his confidence just come back, or will his quirky

Nat Wolff has had some pretty bad days. But in all his eleven years, he hasn't had a day this bad. Here he was, sitting outside the principal's office for something he didn't start. It all started earlier that day...

He woke up to the annoying sounds his brother makes when he gets up. He rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. The horrors of the previous night stained his expression, and his appearance. His eyes were red, droopy, and one was swollen. He had a cut on his lip and a small bruise growing on his cheeks. He liftef his shirt to reveal a multitude of bruises forming on his torso. He trudged over to the shower and stepped into the steamy water that burned his cuts and bruises. He got out a while later and put on his clothes.

When he went on in the kitchen, Alex was eating his cereal.

"Who's the girl in our couch?" Alex asked with his mouth full of cocoa puffs.

"That's Rosalina." Nat said, carefully getting his own cereal.

"Why is she here?" Alex asked.

"Because she can't go home." Nat said.

"Why?" Alex asked again.

"Because it's dangerous." Nat said.

"Okay." Alex said. Rosalina began to stir.

*Flashback*

"Hey Nat, there's a party tonight at an eighth grader's. You wanna go?" David asked.

"I can't. There's no one to watch Alex." Nat said.

"I'll ask my mom to come. Come on Nat, this is middle school." David said.

"Okay, but we leave after she gets here." Nat said.

*end flashback*

"So your Rosalina." Alex said.

"Yeah. Why?" Rosalina asked. Before Alex continued, Nat covered his mouth.

"He. He just means that. I had to. Explain. Why you were. Here." Nat said, barely finishing the sentence.

"Oh. Okay." Rosalina said. She stood from the couch. She went over to Nat and hugged him. "Thank you." She whispered in his ear. She kissed his cheek and went for the door.

"And if you need anything, just call." She said as she exited.

*flashback*

David and Nat walked into what might be the end of their young lives. People were illegally drinking, passed out, or making out.

"David can we go?" Nat asked.

"We've been here ten seconds." David said.

"Please?" Nat begged.

"Let's at least spend ten minutes." David said. "After ten minutes, meet me up front." They split up. Nat walked towards the back. The farther he went, the more people were drunk or kissing. He'd never been more disgusted in his life. He ended up at the far back. It took him five minutes, so he figured he better head back. Until he heard her.

"Leave me alone." Rosalina was saying. Nat made his way to where the sound was coming from. There was a guy, a little older than her, and he was getting really close to her.

"Get away from me." Rosalina said. Nat knew Rosalina from when she used to hang out with them.

"Come on babe." the guy said.

"Hey, leave her alone." Nat said, standing up for her.

"And who are you?" He asked.

"That's not your business but if she says to leave her alone you better leave her alone." Nat said.

"I don't think I will." the guy said. He tried to get closer to Rosalina, but Nat jumped in between.

"Nat, don't get yourself hurt." Rosalina whispered to him.

*end flashback*

Nat had a pretty strange day. All his friends congratulated him. The word had gone around about the fight the previous night. Word had gotten to the principal, and now him, Rosalina, and the guy (who's name is Michel) were sitting outside his office.

They were called in.