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Chapter One

It was a bright and sunny day in Los Angeles, California, birds were screeching and people were going about their day when a loud shriek of complete and utter horror filled the air. In a small two bedroom apartment a young high school student who went by the name Annalise Carson was running around like a headless chicken, trying to get ready for a week of pure hell, which is what most people called mid-terms week.

Annalise could not believe she had woken up late, again! 'How did this even happen?' She distinctly remembered setting an alarm for 6:30 A.M, except that now it was 7:45 A.M! Which meant she only had 15 minutes to brush her teeth, change her clothes, brush her hair, put on a light layer of makeup and grab a quick coffee from a local cafe before running to school!

If she was even a fraction of a second late she was sure that her homeroom teacher, Mrs. Miller (a horrible middle-aged woman who was always grumbling about how she was underpaid), would chew her out and go on and on about managing her responsibilities properly. Annalise dashed out of her room, past her aunt in the kitchen, who was calmly sipping tea and watching the news and out the door, only to come back a few seconds later, realizing she had forgotten her shoes.

Her aunt shook her head, muttering, "What am I going to do with that girl...?"

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Annalise had arrived just in time! Turns out Mrs. Miller was late! Which meant she was spared an embarrassing scolding in front of her whole homeroom class. She placed her bag next to her desk which was luckily right beside Clementine's, her long time best friend. Annalise admired Clementine's beautiful pale skin, freckles and fiery red hair, she was gorgeous. Mean while Annalise had slightly-tanned skin and mocha colored hair, paired with azure eyes. She didn't consider herself to be pretty, but she guessed she was too ugly either...

She was snapped out of her thoughts when a voice called her name, she glanced at the front of the classroom, surprised to not find Mrs. Miller but instead a kind looking lady in her spot, whom she instantly recognized as her own mother.