Separated (On Hold)

A Pen Can Change Your Mind

Hey again I will try and make this chapter quite long. Keep reading and tell your friends as I would like lots of people to read this!!! :)

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Sashas POV

Our classroom was like any classroom.

Boring grey desks, about four giant windows with blinds, a teacher's desk (where a teacher spends their time chewing kids out about messy work) and a plain smart board.

We walked in and the teacher began to introduce himself.

"My name is Mr Greyfield" he started in a robotic voice.

"I am 58 years old I live in a flat and have a female cat called Missy and that is all you really need to know" he said in tone that obviously stated that he couldn't be bothered.

"Alright class I will choose where you will be sitting so you don't talk with your friends" he droned shooting Abigail and I a warning glance. So that pretty much stuffed the idea of us sitting next to each other.

"Ok" he said clapping his hands together and rubbing against one another. There were thirty desks altogether. There were five desks horizontally across the classroom and six vertically towards the back of the classroom.

"Thomas, Quinn, Felix, Laura and Zoey. You five must take the seats in the front of the room in the room in the order that I have said your names from right to left" he organised us into rows. Then he continued with row two.

"Isabelle, Johannah, Sasha, Fredrick and Sam. Same with you five, you must go and sit in the second row as the other five did it, in the order I said your names from left to right.

I groaned under my breath, as we took our seats, mine next to the jerk Johannah and Fredrick. I sat down looked Johannah up and down. I rubbed my eyes and gasped when they came into focus again.

This Johannah was practically a mirror image of me. Vibrant green eyes, tall and slim, long eyelashes, long bushy auburn hair, but the thing that shocked me the most about her is that she had an identical birthmark to me except mine was on the left side of my head and hers was on the right.

She must have felt my eyes on her so she looked at me, I blushed and looked away.

"And finally Olivia, George, Mark, Arianna and Abigail will have the final five seats. Mr Greyfield finished. I immediately looked at Abigail, she looked at me and shrugged her shoulders, I sighed and turned to the teacher.

"This is going to be a long day I sighed to myself."

Johannahs POV

I stared at Sasha and gaped she looked just like me. I couldn't believe it. But my birthmark (well that it what my foster parents call it anyway) it looked exactly like hers but on a different side.

"Alright class" Mr Greyfield interrupted my thoughts.

"Can you please get your blue pens out ready to put your names on you school books?" He asked. I got out my blue pen watching Sasha who was staring at Fredrick (again) hadn't even got out her pencil case yet. By accident I poked myself hard with the pen.

"Oww!! Sasha and I said simultaneously.

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OMG what happened? I wonder if Sasha will still dislike Johannah after that incident?? Hahaha. Please please tell your friends about this story. I really want people to read my work. Thanks a bunch!!!! ;)