Chapter 1- Two More Weeks

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I can't wait for summer. My skin is craving for the hot sun and I just want to get out there. Can you believe it? 2 more weeks and this torture will be over. Who invented school anyway? This is a place where worst things in your life can happen. Some become affected for the rest of their loves because of the wicked people in this place. But for some, High School is a Kingdom where they can be kings and queens with servants. I'm just unfortunate. Maybe I was born to be a stupid pushover. I don't know why I keep letting people tell me what to do. I'm not cursed like Ella Enchanted. Maybe I'm just too kind. Too kind to face what's really out there. Too kind to stand up for myself. I can't wait for the ultimate change.

I was dreaming when I heard my mom scream,

"Jean! You're gonna be effing late! It's past 6:50!"

Shit. School starts at 7:15. I immediately stand up, and I feel dizzy. I showered faster than I ever have. I put my clothes on, brushed my teeth , and took a bite of the sandwich my mom prepared for me. I swiftly ride my board and kicked the ground as many times I could to make it to school on time. Glancing on my watch, I'm surprised it's only 7:13. School is only one minute left away. Finally. I open the doors with a sigh, and prepared myself for whatever is yet to come. Great.

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