Chapter 3: Out

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Allison's POV



Actual First Day of Classes



It was 9 AM. Our vacant hour. Our next class starts at 10:30 AM. We were in the library to relax and of course, to also study. None of us wanted to stay outside and watch Jonathan getting approached by tons of girls. 


"So, I heard there were 2 new students?" Amora said quietly. "I hope they won't be troublesome," she rolled her eyes.


"Yeah, I met the other one yesterday." I replied. "But who's the other one?" I looked at them, but they just shrugged. Mom didn't mention another student transferring here.


"Well, I guess we'll just wait then," Aristria stated. She's right.


We did our homework in the library since we didn't want to do it at our homes and then we left. Surprisingly, Amora got asked out by that Eric Jameson kid she was talking about yesterday. I wanted Cadence to meet my friends, but she made other friends from her class. Which is good. Jonathan, Amelia, and I were the only ones left since the others had somewhere else to go.


"So... Where do you guys want to eat?" Jonathan asked. 


"McDonald's?" I suggested. They grimaced and so did I. We went there straight for a week.


"What about Wendy's?" Amelia said.


"Yes, Wendy's it is." Jonathan and I agreed.



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Our first class in the afternoon was Biology. 'I'll be seeing Cadence.'  All of my friends had biology too. Cool.


The bell rang and we immediately went to our seats. I glanced to where Cadence was sitting, but she was reading a book. Since most of us knew her already, the teacher didn't let her introduce herself in front anymore. She also didn't want to, so it's fine. The teacher went inside and there was an unfamiliar boy with her. We were all intrigued to know who this guy was, turns out, it was the other transferee. My friends and I eyed each other.


"Good afternoon, class. We have another new student joining us today." The teacher spoke. She looked at the new kid and nodded.


"Hello. My name is Antoine Haze Archambeau. I am 17 years old. I couldn't attend the welcoming program yesterday, but It's a pleasure to meet you all." He smiled. I could tell he is from a different country. From France?  He has a pretty good American accent despite being french.


"Excuse me, are you single?" One of my classmates said, and everyone laughed. Antoine too.


He smiled, "Yes, I am actually."


Everyone mumbled hello and welcomed him. "Okay, Antoine. Please take the seat between Mr. Azrail and Ms. Lewis." 

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