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Ch. 9: School

I walked the streets of Port Angeles. Everything was so amazing. After being here a hundred years because of the inky haired angel, I had been stunned at the changes in this world.

There had been cars when I was alive, of course. But not like these amazing machines today. Then also the huge buildings, and large schools, and the things in my life like toys.

I winced as someone walked through me. It did no damage to me, but it was still uncomfortable.

Having seen all the stores, I started back to the meadow, but with a simple whim, I didn't.

Instead, I appeared at the Forks high school. Of course I had learned to read and write, but I had never been to school before. It was strange new and exciting concept to me. Now everything seemed to be.

Even styles had changed. Girls had lost all formality, now wearing men's wear and skirts that showed much more than their ankles.

Right then, I was halfway glad people couldn't see me. With my ragged black now brown faded jeans, and loose white cotton button up shirt, I would stick out horribly.

I saw people hurrying inside the building, complaining about going to school another day. Hah. They had no idea how lucky they really were.

I followed them inside the building, intrigued by the idea of these schools.

People filled the inside of the cramp hallways. The kids had scarcely room to breathe. A bell rung, and everyone at once disappeared into doors of classrooms. For the next hours, I ducked into classrooms; listening in awe to the teachers everyone else seemed to fall asleep because of. I soaked every piece of information inside, determined to remmeber it all.

A bell rung, and the teenagers suddenly seemed to be eager. They shoved books into bags, and seemed to race out the door. But then I saw her.

She wasn't talking loud, like everyone else. She wasn't hardly even talking, her eyes were downcast as a frizzy haired girl chatted a storm next to her. But the girl didn't seem in the least way interested.

She and the small group of girls were one of the last to the door, and she stopped.

"Hey, " the girl said in a angelic, soft voice. "I think I left something in my locker, you guys go ahead, I'm going to get it."

After a quick chorus of yeah, the rest of the girls opened the door, revealing for just a moment a zoo of madness, then disappeared inside.

The girl whirled around, and I expected her to head off down the halls of lockers. But she didn't.

"So, " she said, looking right at me. "Who the hell are you?"

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