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Chapter 1

"Breakfast is ready!" yelled the annoying high-pitched voice

I slowly opened my eyes begging for five more minutes of sleep on this awful day. It was the first day of Jump City High School. For the past two month I had been dreading this day hoping maybe… I don't know… the school would get hit by a meteor and be forced to extend vacation for the teenagers. Sadly it didn't look like that was happening anytime soon. It was a sunny but chilly December morning and the sun shined on my slightly pale face.

I whipped my sheet off of my slim body and moved my legs over to the edge of the bed so I was sitting on my navy blue queen sized bed.

I stood up and walked to my black mirror on the wall and examined myself. I had some major bags under my almost silver eyes and had a few unwanted pimples on my nose.

"Ugh puberty, just what every teen needs" I whispered sarcastically

After twenty minutes of moaning and freshening up for school I was finally dressed. I decided to keep my outfit simple for today. I had thrown on a grey turtle neck sweater with black skinny jeans and my comfortable pair of black combat boots. I let my shoulder length black hair free as I did almost every day ( and I'm not planning on changing it anytime soon).I stepped down the staircase gracefully hardly making a sound then strolled into the kitchen.

"Mom" I checked to see if she had already left for work. No response. Yep she's gone.

I pulled a chair out and sat at the small black wooden table in the corner of the kitchen and ate the egg and Canadian bacon that was already set out waiting for me. While I was practically stuffing down my bacon, I for some reason started to feel nervous about returning to school. I would see some familiar and some new faces. I would start new classes with new teachers with new classmates. Worst of all I would be a freshman who supposedly gets bullied by sophomore, juniors, and seniors. And I thought 6th grade was bad.

"BEEP."

The loud noise snapped me out of my terrible thoughts. It was the high school bus.

I hurried to throw my dish in the sink and sprinted to grab my book bag and flew out of the house. As I jogged to the giant yellow bus the swinging doors swished open inviting me to high school. As I walked on the bus and down the aisle I cursed under my breath because there were absolutely no seats left for me.

"Perfect."

"Oh you can sit right here fellow stranger." piped a 'girly' high pitched voice coming from the back of the bus earning a couple chuckles from the other passengers.

I scoped the back of the bus and found the owner of the 'girly' voice. It belonged to a tall beautiful girl who had a tan complexion to her skin but had natural ruby red hair which I thought made her look a little unusual. Her eyes were mocha colored and seemed welcoming. What made me begin to dislike this girl was what she was doing. She was waving one hand vigorously in the air signaling where she was exactly sitting and with the other hand she was patting very hard on the other seat and she smiled a wide and almost forceful smile that looked as if it took up her whole face. To sum it up she looked embarrassing.

"Oh, goody" I murmured with a strong sarcasm

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