Zoe
Zoe was not happy. Not even in the slightest. One misstep at her old school and she was shipped to a different continent. She was sent to a town called Arcadia Bay, which sounded like some town in a video game or tv show. The layout of the place was about right. She went from being the apex predator of the school to a place where she was a nobody. A rich nobody, but still a nobody.
It was her first day. She arrived early to get her schedule and such. They told her she could attend classes if she wanted today but she could skip them to unpack and get settled. She opted for the latter.
Unfortunately she was finished unpacking halfway through the school day. Her schedule let her know that if she started attending classes, it would start with science. She didn't really want to go, as was expected. Instead, she texted Frank.
She met Frank about a month prior when she came to fill in the initial documents. Her parents insisted she do it in person, since the school's online interface left much to be desired. She stayed in a motel for two days and met Frank on the second. He was the only person she kept contact with after she flew back to Europe to attend the last month of classes before her official transfer.
So instead of preparing to attend a class, she texted him, asking him for his best relaxation therapy and party starters. One was for now, the other for later. He responded, saying that he would send someone to the school parking lot in 10 minutes.
With a sigh, Zoe made her way to the lot. Her car stood there, in all it's shining muscle car glory. She admired it while she waited for whomever Frank was sending.
(I'm thinking Chloe could be the delivery girl here, maybe?)