chapter one

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My alarm clock went off, blaring music through the speakers.

I threw off my covers and whacked the button on the top of the alarm clock so it would stop blasting my ear drums.

 

For a moment I just sat there...thinking my eyes felt heavy and my stomach growled as it usually did when I woke up.

I sat there thinking about all the work I'd have to do and why I didn't want to get up and how cold it was until finally I got up anyway.

I snatched some clothes out if my closet. being  the very organized person I am I had all of my outfits on hangers arranged according to season. I grabbed something random out the closet and went into the bathroom to change my clothes.

I hung my clothes in the doorknob and splashed my tired face with water. I stared in the mirror my curly dark brown hair with turquoise tips was all over my head, my usually neutral face was puffy and almost red, there were bags underneath my brown eyes.

I wouldn't have considered myself beautiful, just regular ,pretty enough to not be stared at for my beauty or ugliness.I managed not to feel different even with my caramel colored skin amongst thousands of my peers with white skin but hey I grew up in Britain I couldn't have expected anything too diferent from that.

I took a quick shower and threw on my clothes. A pair of wool leggings, a  winter dress and a pair of white boots. I thought about putting on jewelry but it would get to cold so I slipped on my watch and threw my book bag over my shoulder.

"You're not going to eat breakfast today Raine"? My mom called "no mum". I answered rushing out of the house "I'm nearly late to school".

There was no mistaking that Britain was extremely cold in the winter time. And I had to walk to school. My parents had enough money to buy me a car but they figured that since I'd become quite anti- social with only about three friends since river left it would be a waste of money.

I truged through the snow stomping my feet to clear the way before emerging my leg into the layers of snow so I could walk.

By the time I got to the school my leggings were wet at the ends and my shoes had loads of mud on them. I scraped off most of the mud at the door and then decided to go to the girls restroom to clean myself up.

I walked into the restroom hoping no one was in any of the stalls and used one of the shower hoses to clean my shoes. I dried them off under the blow dryer and was about to sling my bag over my shoulder and leave the bathroom when I heard gabby Nichols and her clan approaching. Something made me want to hide so I did

You wont believe how long those brats can sit in the restroom talking about lip gloss and boys. There was actually a point when they started talking about how to drink juice after applying a pink shade of lip gloss...

"Oh my gawsh did you guys hear about the new kid though"? One of them asked it sounded like brittney (gabby's best friend) "that blonde headed girl". Someone replied "I heard she got hit in the face with the volleyball multiple times." Gabby put in. I sighed quietly I could just  have just walked out of the restroom earlier and actually made it to class on time.

"Nawt her"! The girl squealed "the guy"! She said. Nobody said anything for a long time. "His name is hunter he came here from America"! The same girl said. I really didn't know why they liked american guys so much they were like the same as us with a different accent.

"What does he look like"? A girl with a voice that sounded as if she had a stuffy nose asked. "Brown hair, hazel eyes, oh and he's got a really nice tan almost caramel". "Blah blah blah whatever." Gabby said "is he built is what matters?" Nobody said anything but they all burst out laughing "he's like something out of a romance novel." One girl said "sounds like a romeo"-

I couldn't listen to anymore after that. It reminded me way too much of river. I picked up my stuff and flushed the toilet giving the impression that id actually used it then I washed my hands and hurriedly walked out.

My palms were sweaty and I suddenly felt light headed as I hurried to my geometry class. I placed my free hand on my forehead and closed my eyes momentarily bumping straight into someone.

My eyes flew open and I felt like id been hit my a ton of bricks all of the things in my unzipped book bag fell out. "Here let me help you with that." The person said. I looked up into stunning hazel eyes. "N-no its o-okay I was walking on the wrong side of the hall anyway."

I started picking up the books and papers and he helped me even though I had declined.

He chuckled causing me to look up at him. Somehow his chuckle madee smile "whats funny"? I asked he held up my empty book bag "really JLS?" I snatched my bag and stuffed a couple folders inside "I fell in love when 'she makes me wanna' came out." I explained sheepishly.

He shook his head "all their songs are basically identical." He said handing me the last of my fallen papers "I'll have to show you some real music sometime." he said. I smiled "maybe." I said and began to walk toward my class. He stopped me.

I have him a confused look "I didn't catch your name sweetheart." He explained his voice sounding soft and enticing "R-raine". I stuttered. "Cute." He said "im Hunter".

Oh so this was who they were talking about. "Hunter from America, I just heard like a hundred different things about you." I stated "is that good or bad?" He asked "I suppose its good." I answered "but what makes you different from any british guy". I actually wanted to know. He shrugged "I dunno." He said "I guess you'll have to find out". Then he wimked at me and we went our seperate ways.

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