Chapter 2: Bad Luck

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AUTHORS NOTE!!!
I've decided to use Zach Roerig as Stephen and I'm still looking for someone to resemble Aunt Sarah, but I'm open for suggestions. Enjoy!!!
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I've never seen a school like this before. It's about twice the size of my old school, but seems more...ancient. Mysterious is the word I'm looking for. This school must have been here for years. Me and Stephen walk through the double doors, looking for the office. So many different doors and classrooms, that's confusing as hell.

"We need someone to guide us to the office." I whisper to Stephen. These hallways are really big. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought this was a private school. Eventually we find the principals office, after the first bell rings. Damn, so much for not being late.

"Excuse me, my name is Naomi and this is my brother Stephen, I'm new today." I say to the principal. He's cute, but I try not to comment, that would be weird of me. I'm loosing my mind, I must be. Focus Violet, focus.

"Ahh, Ms. Bivens, I believe I spoke to your Aunt a few days ago, I've been expecting you. Here is your class schedule, you don't wanna be too late to class." He says to me.

"Thank you" is all I say to principal Smith before we leave his office. Me and Stephen walk down the hallway talking.

"Ok, I gotta go to campus, I'll see you later. If you need anything, call me" he says before walking off. I swear sometimes that boy is way too overprotective of me. I'm his sister, not his girlfriend. I walk down the hallway until I find my locker: #735. I unlock the combination. As soon as I open my locker, a note falls out. Weird, I THOUGHT it was empty. I open the not and it reads: [You are not ALONE], underneath it has the name 'H.Fox'. Ok this is getting scary. I grab my class books and run down the hallway, until suddenly I'm on the floor, I must have fell, but I swear I was paying attention.

"OH MY GOD, LOOK WHAT YOU DID!!!" I hear a girl scream. I look up to see the most stuck up person I've ever met. Now with ice coffee on her shirt. "HOW DARE YOU RUIN MY $135 SHIRT YOU IMMATURE, CLUMSY SLUT!?" She continues to fuss until I rise back to my feet. Then I'm pushed against a locker, hard. My head hurts now. Suddenly I'm gasping for breath and I can barely speak.

"Let me tell you something, you just messed with the wrong girl. Be prepared for a life in hell." She practically whispers in my ear.

"Please, I'm really sorry about your shirt, please forgive--" I'm cut off by a hand to my face. She just hit me! I couldn't believe it. Next thing I know I'm dropped to the floor. I'm coughing and grabbing my lungs for air. Then, she's gone.

"Oh my god are you alright?" A voice behind me says with the nicest voice I've ever heard. I look at the person who matched the voice. She's short, about my height, light toned skin, brown hair and hazel green eyes. She seems friendly. "Don't let Piper get to you, she's always mean. I'm Courtney, you must be new." she says, extending her hand out to me.

"Yeah I'm new, I'm Naomi" I say, shaking her hand. Her manicure is perfect. "I was wondering if you could help me find my classes?" I ask politely.

"You don't want to be late on your first day, let's take a look at your schedule shall we." As we walk down the hallway, she reads my class schedule, and her eyes light up. "OH MY JESUS, WE HAVE THE SAME CLASSES!!!"she squeals with excitement and takes my hand as we run to class.

This is good, within ten minutes of being here I've already made a friend and enemy. But who is H. Fox...
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