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Chapter 3: Fellow Birds

Rachel walked to the stop sign where a bunch of teenagers where huddling, her new bus stop. The group looked over at her when she approached, then broke out in whispers. Rachel shot them a glare and stood away from them, looking in the direction of the busy highway a couple of mile's away, waiting to see the bus. She noticed people kept staring at her, then glancing away when she turned her head towards them. She supposed it had to do with her oh so mysterious past, or the fact that she was asleep for 3 years. She mentally shrugged, since when did she care what other people thought of her anyways? The bus came down the street and everyone pushed into a line to get on the bus. Rachel pulled up the hood to her hoodie and got on last, the only seat left was next to a guy in the very back that had black hair and dark sunglasses shading his eyes. She sat down next to him without a word and waited for the bus to deliver her to her personal jail.

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A half hour later Rachel walked down the hall to her first period class, late because she had to go to the office to get her schedule and directions around the school. Everywhere she went people were giving her weird looks, some of fear, some of anger, some of curiosity. It was really pissing her off, but she just ignored them. She opened the door to her first period, and felt all of the eyes in the classroom upon her.

"Ah, Miss Roth, welcome to your new history class." The teacher said in a nervous voice. Rachel gave her a weird look, the teacher looked scared. "Please take a seat wherever it pleases you." Rachel walked to the back and sat in an empty desk, and tried to pay attention to the lesson. Not five minutes had passed before the door opened again, this time courtesy of a boy, the boy she had sat next to on the bus to be exact. This time there was no hesitance in the teacher's voice.

"Mr. Grayson, this is the third time you were late this week, what is the reason for this atrocious behavior?" She growled at him.

'Mr. Grayson' shrugged. "I had things to do." He said casually, as if having a common conversation. Rachel recognized his voice; she just didn't know where she had heard it before. The teacher glared at him and pointed to a seat next to Rachel.

"Mr. Grayson, you know those atrocious glasses aren't allowed in my class, please take them off or I will confiscate them." The boy glared at her and ripped them off, stowing them away in his bag. He had sapphire eyes, which even Rachel had to admit were quite attractive. He shook his hair over his eyes and started looking for a pencil to copy down notes with. He sighed and looked over at Rachel.

"Do you have a pen I can borrow?" He asked in that oh-so-familiar voice. Rachel soundlessly handed over a pen, and then broke her rule to be antisocial

"Do I know you?" She asked, and received a shrug.

"I don't know, maybe your dad murdered one of my distant relatives or something and you had to get rid of the body for him." He said with a hint of ice in his voice. He turned back to his work leaving Rachel puzzled. A half hour later or so the bell rang. The boy gave her back her pencil and ruffled his hair, spiking it up. He picked up his backpack and turned to leave. Rachel stared after him, it just occurred to her where she had seen him before.

"Robin?"

Sorry if my chapters are kind of short, I wanted to leave this one on a cliffhanger. I know it was so obvious that it was robin… but yah whatever. This is not going to be a Please Please Please Review! It would let me know if I am doing a good job, and it would make my day!