A/N: Well this is my first story. I'm nervous about submitting this but I just want to get it out of my system. I just wanted to tell you guys that this was made a long time ago. So the story gonna be kind of kiddish.
Ember was walking in the most dangerous hall she ever walked in -well the one her sister told her-. Anyway, she was in the worst high school having: drama, dorks, jocks, and of course the girl who rules the school and will do anything to get her way. Her sister told her that they would eat her alive. She thought she was joking about her high school, it can't be that stereotypical.
As she walked into the school she saw a few people do a double-take. So far so so good. Staying under the radar. She let out a deep sigh. How the hell does mom expect me to stay under the radar, I have purple hair! Just then as she took another corner, she saw two couples fiercely making out, some wannabe Lady Gaga's, and what seems to be some clique trying to break in - most likely a nerds - a locker. Never-mind.
She was walking with everything she needed in her hands. Because her mom told her this school is 'serious'. Just then bell rang, and if she was late she was going to make a bad impression to her teacher. She took another corner, and was about to continue bolting if she didn't collide into somebody. The stuff she was carrying in her hands fell and so did his.
He rubbed his head, "Sorry about that." and started picking up his papers.
Ember didn't bother to say anything she would like to say: "Rats! Now I'm late, frick, frick, frick!". But she kept picking up her stuff with the best creep smile she can pull off. When she had all her stuff and tried to walk away Max pulled on her arm- he obviously does not know Ember. But when she turned around and saw his face her face she was shocked. When she was about to say something a hallpatrol came by.
A/N: So do you guys like it? It's short but I'll try and make the next one longer. Well there's more to come, and I won't leave you guys on a cliff- I hate them there so suspenseful. R&R!
