DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Powerpuff girls, Rowdyruff boys, or the pretty booty nail salon, but I do own Lacey and the Patterson's, Duma high and Thrall Mall.
Welcome freshmen, the banner says, funny, I don't feel so welcome. Even though I've been through freshmen year since high school's been invented, I still feel like an under dog, a trader that I'm probably the cause of most of their deaths. My sister, Patricia, lightly pats me on my head, even though she's a "senior" I know she's nervous too. The wind blows through the door, I smell all different lovely scents, but there are these six pure floral and musky scents I turned to see three girls wearing pink, blue, and green and the boys wearing the same color. They zoom past the people in the hallway one notices that I'm looking at them, "What?" one of the girls say the one wearing green asks. "Nothing," I say in my soft velvet voice, my throat got dry once I sniffed the air again, I pull out my phone I text Nathan, my brother I guess you can call him it reads, "Plan another hunting trip, I'm dying of thirst."
I got into the classroom, I hate being split with my sisters we've become really close during the summer. The only spot left is next to this girl facing the window, she is the palest and most beautiful person I ever saw I walk over to her, she sees me and waves. "Hi, I'm Bubbles, I've never seen you around Townsville before did you just move?" she turns her head around and says a quick yes, her eyes are like coal black but pretty and she has long eyelashes I guess she had many a boyfriend all I know is she better not steal Boomer. I start asking more questions like where she's from and is she an only child and stuff, the only real answer is when she said she's from Vancouver otherwise its yes or no.
I'm running through the halls trying to find my next class when I ran into somebody," Ouch, damn I think I ran into a brick wall," I look up to see the girl who was looking at me and my sisters in the hallway, I remember her being pale but not that pale, her skin is like the granite counter in my house hard, someone, I think a senior ran toward us," Oh my god are you OK?" she asked both of us," I'm fine you?" she asked me does it look like I'm fine with this big goose bump on my forehead, but I said I was fine anyway, the senior whispered something to the girl, she smiled a huge million dollar smile, "What, why are smiling? '"she quickly closed her mouth "Nothing," she says again like this morning.
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