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I'm sorry it took me forever, but I'm back. I've got a new story, well not really new, some of you may already know it, but since I've been out for so long I decided to post it again. I've already written the next chapter, I'll update when I get 3 reviews, so you know what to do! ^_^
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Summary: Talima has always been an outsider in High School. She's got one close friend. But what happens when four new, mysterious new kids arrive at her school, and her best friend suddenly starts hanging out with a certain werewolf a lot? Read to find out!
Disclaimer:
Me: Have you started reading The Summoning yet?
My friend: No
Me: Why not?
My friend: It's scary!
Me: No it's not!
My friend: It is!
Me: Why?
My friend: Because it's got a werewolf in it...
Me: Derek? He's sweet!
My friend: … and ghosts. I don't like ghosts.
Just like I can't convince my friend she should read the Summoning, I can't make myself the owner of Darkest Powers, sadly. Kelley Armstrong is.
Talima's POV (I might do others, but at least the first two chapters are narrated by her)
"Taaaaaaal! I've missed you! How was your vacation?" a girl with wavy brown hair and big blue-green eyes came to me. It was Rose, my best friend. I didn't really hear what she said, I was staring at the Annah's; Hannah, Savannah and Susannah. Hannah was the leader, she was the most popular girl of the school, and Savannah and Susannah were always near her, almost like shadows.
I didn't want to be like them, they were just like human dolls, but I would like to have the attention they got sometime. They were the popular girls of the school, and every boy wanted to have them, but of course they were taken by footballers, the ones every girl wanted to have. Including me… But of course there would never be a footballer who would fall for an outsider like me. I used to have a lot of friends, before I went to high school, but when I came here, they all let me down. Luckily I had Rose, I'd known her since we were babies, and we did everything together.
"Tal, you don't want to be like them, really. They've got no inside, they're made, they're not real. You are." Rose said to me. She always called me Tal, but my real name was Talima. Indonesian I think, my mother used to live there. I'd never been there, but I want to, after I graduate. Still three years though, and I've got to get the money.
"Yeah, I know, just… What does everyone see in them?" I leaned against my locker. "All they talk about is fashion."
"They're just stupid… Believe me, you really don't want to be one of them. Do you know how their parents are? They don't care about good grades, all they care about is that their daughter becomes prom queen."
"I know… I'm glad I've got you." I smiled.
She smiled back. "Have you heard?"
"What?"
"The school's getting four new kids." In our school, that was big news, we only had 500 students, so I knew almost all the names.
"How old are they?"
"Think they're in tenth grade."
"Ooh, them?" I saw four kids walking to the information desk. There was one very little girl with blonde hair, I didn't think she was in tenth grade. And there was another girl, with black hair, she was a little bigger, and she looked older, she had more make-up, and the clothes she wore made her seem like she could fit in with the Annah's. Than there was a Chinese looking boy, but his hair was dark blonde. And there was this tall boy with black hair and when he turned around and looked in the hallway, I could see his eyes. Even from here I could see they were green. He looked like eighteen. He was very muscular, and he looked like a footballer, but something about him was different, I just couldn't figure out what it was.
"Where?" Rose asked. I looked in their direction.
"Oh, I guess. Wow, the Chinese one's cute." She said. I looked at him again. He was cute, but not really my type though. Something about the other one made me want to know what his secret was…
"Do you think he's with the dark girl?" I asked.
"I don't know, they don't really look like a couple… Maybe they don't show it that much… But look at the tall one…"
"What's with him?" I asked.
"See how he's leaning over the tiny one? He's protecting her."
"Maybe she's his sister…" I said.
"They don't look like each other at all."
"But he's at least three years older than her."
"I don't know, I think we just have to see…"
The bell rang, and Rose and I went to our class. We had maths, nice start of the year… I looked at my schedule; Mr. Montgomery.
"Do you know him?" I asked Rose.
"Eh… Isn't that the tall, boring one?"
"Oh, yeah, your right. Well at least he doesn't get mad." We both laughed. We thought of the one we had last year; Mr. Wright. His front name was Dick, so it wasn't very smart of him to say we could just call him Dick, in front of a whole class of teens. So in a couple of days we had made him cry and run to the bathroom. After that, every time someone called him Dick, he completely freaked out. There were rumours that he quit the job.
We got to our classroom and sat down in the back of the class. I didn't know all the people who came in. I knew some from last year, but there were also people I'd never talked to. When everyone was inside Mr. Montgomery started to talk. He was the tall boring one…
"So, hello everyone, I'm Mr. Montgomery. I don't know your names yet, so if you have a question, please say your name." he said.
A boy raised his hand. "I'm Mark, and I have a question." He said. Montgomery nodded.
"Can we do a question round?"
"Well, I was planning on starting the lesson, but a little talking won't do any harm."
The boy raised his hand again. "Yes, Mark…"
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-seven." Really? I would guess him in the thirties…
A girl raised her hand and Montgomery nodded again. "Do you have a girlfriend?" the whole class laughed, and she said: "What?" then everybody laughed even more. I think because she basically asked a really ugly teacher if he was single.
"No…" Mr. Montgomery said sadly. "Okay, I think that's enough questions." The class protested. "We'll start with-
He was interrupted by a knock on the door. Two girls came in. They were the girls from the information desk. They must have been wrong, well, at least the dark one, she looked at least sixteen.
"I-I'm s-s-sorry we're l-late. We're new…" the blonde one started. Some boys whistled at them.
"Oh, it's okay. There are places over here in the front. So… you must be… Chloe? Or Tori?"
"I'm Tori," the one with black hair said, "and this is Chloe."
"Whoo! You can sit next to me, sweetheart! Move over Frank." A boy said. Tori laughed and winked at him.
"Oh, I'll just take the blonde one." Frank said. I knew him since I was 7. He was always thinking about girls. Chloe blushed and muttered something. "…taken." So she had a boyfriend.
"Do you want to tell something about yourselves?" Montgomery asked.
"Uh, we don't really have much to tell, actually. We moved here this summer, from Buffalo, New York… I'm fifteen… I've got two brothers, Simon and Derek. Chlo?" So it was her brother, not her boyfriend… But she didn't look Asian, just her hair- and eye colour. Maybe he was adopted…
"I-I am Chloe… I l-l-live w-with my a-aunt and I'm also f-f-fifteen." She had a very bad stutter… Why did she live with her aunt? Did her parents pass away? Poor girl…
Mr. Montgomery told us to be quiet and we didn't say anything until the bell rang again. Everyone started asking them questions immediately.
"Why did you come here?" "Are you really fifteen?" "How do you two know each other? And why did you move here together, if you're not related?"
It were things I was wondering myself too. What were they doing here? With two 'families'? And why did neither of them look like each other?
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