Chapter 1- The New Girl
"Class I'd like to introduce you to a new student in our class." Their teacher pushed a small girl in front of them. " Do you want to introduce yourself?"
The girl stared at the teacher for a moment as if she'd rather not, but then took a small breathe and muttered "Irene. Irene Christie."
Conan had been busy passing a note to Ai, but looked up at this. That name sounded familiar.
"Okay Irene it looks as though there's a seat free… in the back. Would that be okay?"
Irene didn't answer, but sat herself in the seat to the right of Conan. She kept her face down and didn't steal a glance with anyone.
Conan gave her a sad stare. The first day of school had been hard for him too, but for different reasons...
Conan felt a slide of paper from under his seat. He bent down and picked it up just before their teacher came down his row.
He opened it and jotted down an answer sliding it back to Amy. It said something along the lines of having the new girl sit with them at lunch.
Conan laughed to himself a little. It had been Amy who had been one of the few to say hi to him when he came to this place. Living through Elementary School for the second time seemed horrible at first, but it was slightly more bearable now.
"Excuse me?" Conan was snapped from his thoughts by a small voice next to him.
"Hnm?"
"Can I borrow a pencil please?" Irene asked.
Conan pulled a spare one from his desk and as he handed it to her. As he did her sleeve slipped up a little. He gasped at what he saw. A scar ran around her wrist.
"Wha-?"
Irene grabbed the pencil and pulled her long sleeve down. "It's nothing."
Conan stared at her. That cut had been deep. This girl…she had been seriously hurt by someone.
Just then the bell rang and Irene was out the door before he could say another word.