It's another new story! So I hope you like this one just as much as FWF (Fighting with Fear). ENJOY!

I stare at myself, searching my green eyes for the courage I lack to go to school. I sigh when I don't find it. I give my outfit one more glance. I was wearing my black Converse, red flannel, and my-little-too-big jeans. I smile and grab my messenger bag and book lying on the bed. I hop down the stairs , not caring if I wake up Dad. It didn't matter anyway, since he was passed out on the couch. I walk over and lean to smell his breath. I snort and take a few steps when I smell the beer on his breath. I shake my head and glare at my Dad's unconscious form. Not again. I start toward the kitchen, my mood darkened. I grab a piece of bread and sling my messenger bag over my head.

"See ya later, Dad," I call, not expecting an answer.

I open the chipped green painted door and the screen door. I let them both slam behind me. Foxfire, my new school, was only a couple blocks away. I walk towards the massive building, eating my piece of bread. I pass the little coffee shop, the Open sign flickering in it's window. We moved closer to Foxfire, out of our old house, because Dad said he needed to get way from 'her'. 'Her' is my mom, who passed away six months ago. I shake out of my thoughts, now wanting to think of Mom. The pyramid-shaped school loomed closer and my heart pounds faster. How I hate new places.

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I walk through the doors of Foxfire Academy, admiring how beautiful it was. The school had a stone courtyard where some of the kids lingered and talked. Not going to lie, I felt a little lonely when no one said hi to me. I know I'm new and all, but still, friendliness. I was surprised to see more kids in the school. Immediately I noticed how hot it was in here. I pull the neck of my flannel and take a deep breath. I walk around the mass of talking and laughing kids, trying to stay close to the wall.

I keep my head down and clutch my book tighter. I find an empty corner of the auditorium and sit down, crossing my legs Native American style. I set the book out of my lap and admire the cover. Black Beauty. How I love this book. Horses were always my favorite animal and this book just deepened my love for them. Anna Sewell is an amazing author. I open the book to the page my bookmark was laying. I start to read and completely lose myself in the book. Before I knew it, the bell rang. I startle and look up, finding the kids instantly quieting down and turning to the stage. I scramble to my feet and look in that direction too.

The principal comes out then, and I get a good look at him. His black hair was extremely gelled. It was slicked back in a weird way and I grimaced.

"Hello, student! Welcome back to Foxfire! But some of you are newcomers. Please give a warm welcome to Daisy Corrigan and Kiara Umbra!"

One of the huge stage lights shined down on me and the other new girl, Kiara. Kiara had wavy blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She smiled at me and I smiled back. All the other kids were clapping and staring at us. Finally the lights turned away from us and to another kid, a boy, probably a year or two older with dark hair and teal eyes, who won an award for best athlete or something. I tuned out of the announcements then, startled by the sudden attention. Some of the kids kept looking back at me, including a girl with brown eyes and blonde hair. I glanced away, instead looking down at my book.

I wish I could be part of my own story, one without a dad who liked beer, one with a living mother. And maybe a sister. Yeah, that would be cool, a sister that I could share my secrets with and be best friends with. I smiled stroked the book cover. Than I shake out of it, realizing what I was doing. Imagine, seeing a girl who pets her books. What a fangirl. I shake my head and looked up to the stage again. The principal, who's name is Leto, according to some kids next to me, finally stopped rambling about whatever and stepped back from the microphone, but not before he said, "Have a great year!"

I snort. I doubt that. I glance down at my schedule the school mailed the day before and find I have history first. I start walking in the direction I think the history classroom is but quickly stop when I ear a voice say, "Hey, Daisy! Wait up!" I turn around to find the same blonde girl who kept staring during announcements jog towards me, her friends walking behind her.

"Hey. My friends and I wanted to meet you before you go to class," Blondie said.

"I'm Sophie, and this is Keefe, Fitz, Biana, and Dex." Fitz was the boy who won the award, Dex has strawberry-blonde hair and periwinkle eyes. Biana has brown hair and teal eyes like Fitz, so they must be related, and Keefe had blonde hair and icy blue eyes. Those eyes stared at me and crinkled when he smirked.

"I'm Daisy. But you must already know that since the principal told the whole school," I say, giving a slight wave.

"So what class do you have first?" Biana asked.

"History," I answer, showing them my schedule.

"No way! Same here!" Biana shouted making us jump. "Do you want to walk with me?"

"Uh, sure," I tell her, surprised how fast I made a friend, or friends.

"Okay, we better get going then. See ya guys later." Biana grabs my hand and drags me in the other direction. I glance behind me with a stunned look on my face. They all chuckle and wave goodbye. I turn back around, trying to catch up and wiggle my and free. But my attempts were futile. Instead I thank God for me finally having friends.

Sorry it's kind of short. It's more than a thousand words so..whatever. I hope you like this and TILL NEXT CHAPTER!