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"Breath Korra. It's not going to be like how it was the last school or the one before that or the one before that...you are a different person."
I looked in the mirror at myself. It was beginning of a brand new school year, and unsurprisingly I was starting at a new school. My 10th school in 11 years. A new school every year. I didn't like it but I sure didn't hate it.
"Let's go Korra you're going to be late," called the newest caretaker in my life, Ariella. I grabbed my sweater and backpack, ran downstairs and out to the car.
"Now remember, I don't want any funny business alright? I have three of you starting in a new school today and you're the oldest so I expect no phone calls or reports that you had any difficulty today ok?" Ariella was a fierce woman to say the least. She was a bigger woman with long brown hair. We weren't close and it seemed like no one else in the house was close with her. She wasn't a violent woman, but man she could yell so loudly and make you feel smaller then a spec of dust in less then a second.
"Alright," I shrugged looking down in my lap.
"The school isn't far...you can walk home tonight. If you need directions you can call the house, if there is no answers...Google it," she was stern as we turned into the school. I didn't expect her to be loving and kind, no one really was. But man, could she could use a cigarette or something to calm herself down.
"I'll see you tonight," I waved and stepped out of the car door. The school was huge. There were kids everywhere; entering and exiting the school or just loitering on the sidewalk. As Ariella's hell-mobile sped away I walked quickly to the front doors. My head was down.
I realised as I made it through the first hallway I had no idea where I was going. I looked around for any sign of help, and then I felt a big hand on my shoulder.
"You look lost!" said a boy with wavy brown hair looking down on me. I gave a slightly intimidated smile back into his kind eyes.
"Look over on the wall if you take a right are big sheets of paper with the names of all the students and their home rooms...you'll find where you need to go there ok? Are you new?" he was staring at me now.
"Yah," I squeaked out looking at him. He was so much taller then me and so good looking.
"We'll, I'm Bolin! If you ever need anything come find me ok?" he nodded and turned to walk away.
"I'm Korra," I managed to say, he waved goodbye. He was cute, had the whole punk rocker vibe to him, but not bad enough to scare me off. As I turned around I bumped right into someone's chest.
"Where do you think you're going?" said an even taller boy looking at me.
"Sorry, I was just..." I stumbled through my words, not even looking up at his face.
"You were what?" he said menacingly from above. This guy was definitely not apart of the welcome committee.
"Nothing, sorry," I turned the other way hoping to get away as quickly as I could.
"Look at me when you talk to me," he said. His voice put chills down my spine. I turned around and looked up at him for the first time. Although he had brown hair it wasn't as soft and nice as Bolin's. He also had a lip ring on his bottom lip. He had a scar above his right eyebrow that scooped around like a hook to meet his eye. He was dressed mostly black and had beat up Van's on his feet. And he had a tattoo of a skull on his left arm. "That's better," he said with a bone chilling smile.
"Look I got to..." I said like I was almost out of breath looking in the opposite direction.
"Don't worry Doll Face, I do too. I will see you around," he winked and walked off. As he turned I caught the smell of cigarettes and old cologne. Who was this guy?
I walked to check the postings of homerooms and somehow managed to find the room I needed to be in. I wasn't the first there...but I wasn't the last. There were four empty seats. I had a choice: I could either sit at the front and seem like a keen learner who knows what she's doing or sit in the back alone just blending. I chose the latter because that is exactly what I wanted to do.
I settled in as the teacher handed around the course material and writing books. "Welcome to English," the teacher said. He was Scottish and looked too young to be a teacher. "I am Mr. Willett and I will be the one guiding you through this journey..." he was interrupted by three boys walking through the door, I recognised the first one and my heart might have stopped. "Please gentlemen come in and take a seat." said Mr. Willett handing them the things he had just passed around. The boys looked around and the one I knew spotted me quickly, smiled at me coolly and walked to where I was and sat right down beside me.
"Hey Doll Face, haven't seen you in awhile."
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