Chapter 2

"dispiace anche (I'm sorry too)" he said and picked up a file that fell down from my hand when we bumped.

"It's my fault. Sorry again." I said smiling feeling bad and soon when he snapped his head up he looked shocked and froze.

I'm so confused why he froze, like he's seeing a ghost, but somehow I think he's familiar.

Weird, I know.

"Excuse me? Are you okay?" I asked a little worried.

This guy is a little weird.

He's about in the same age as Elena, tall, brown and light shaded hair and wearing a black leather jacket.

After a while he act normal again.

"Oh, um, I'm fine. Are you new here?"

Oh thank God he finally act normally again!

"Yep. I see, you're new too?" I said. Actually not a real question but I asked him in the questioning way.

"Ah, yes. I'm Stefan." he said as he held his hand out.

"I'm Maddie." I said shook his hand smiling.

He's sweet, hey, he looked full of love and gentle.

"Well, I better get to my homeroom class then, don't want to be late." I said about to walk away.

"Ah, yeah right. Um, have a nice first day." he said smiling.

"You too." I replied and soon I'm walking towards where Elena and Bonnie and a Blonde girl stood.

"Hey Elena, where's exactly is the English class? For my grade, I mean." I asked Elena.

"Hey, you must be Maddie. I'm Caroline, Elena's best friend." the blonde girl said and I shook her hand.

"Hey, Caroline." I said smiling back at her.

"Umm, there's the English class." Elena said as she pointed at a classroom near the locker.

"Oh, okay thanks. And there's a new boy out there, I saw him. He's probably in the age of yours anyway. See you at lunch!" I said teasing and left them to the class.

I heard Caroline squealed excitedly and I roll my eyes.

Such a girl.

I went to the class and sit on the second row from the back of the class.

I'm a smarty nerdy but not a typical of sit on the front, bring loads of books, or wearing a thick nerdy glasses.

I'm just a typical girl with smart brain inside.

I smiled thinking about this.

I have such complicated memories.

I can't really remember my childhood life with Jenna or friends.

Sometimes I felt weird thinking about this, but this is the fact.

Probably I have amnesia or getting crazy.

Wow I'm so complicated.

Just then, a clearing throat voice wake me from my deep thoughts.

"Well, hello new students, I'm Ms Alexandra, I'm going to teach you English, first grader." a probably forty to forty five woman spoke to the class.

She looked scary, dressed in a black teacher dress and there's a funny colourful shawl around her neck.

I was just plastering a smile on my lips; try to look usual and kind.

"So, let me call your names to at least memorize half of the class." she added taking a piece of paper that looked like a data of students in the class and she started to call names.