Chapter 1: Six Sense

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Josie

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Josie

First day of school is the worst. Of course that's what freshman me would say, but it's Senior year a year for me beginnings.

The outfit I picked is black jeans paired with a lined grey sweater with light blue socks to patch my light blue rain coat. Living in Washington means living with rain.

I pull on my grey rain boots and head to the kitchen, and greet my mom.
"Good morning, sunshine" my mom said
"Ironic since it's pouring outside"
"Well, your sunshine on a rainy day"
"Stop mom corny, ah"
"Ah yes I know I'm not cool anymore"

My phone dings, it's Ivy "I'm here"

"Bye mom love you" I wave before walking out the door. I see Ivy waiting in her White 2016 Honda Accord for a car that is 5 years old it's not bad. I ride with Ivy because though I'm 17 and have my license, my mom can't afford to get me a car right now.

"Hey, Jo"
"Hey, Ives"
"How you feeling about first day"
"New year, New beginnings, any first day jitters for you"
"Nope, this is my year I'm telling you, I'm going to be the baddest and prettiest version of myself"
"You said that last year"
"Shhh ancient history" I laugh

***

We pull into the school parking lot, the school already packed at 7:00 class doesn't start til 7:30. "Ok, I still have to get my schedule wanna come with me" Ivy said
"Yea, sure" I replied

Ivy and I get out of her car and start walking into to school, we stop when Ivy points out a sliver and black sport motorcycle.
"Look at that I bet a hottie rides that" she says way to enthusiastically
"How can you tell by what they ride"
"By my six sense, I can tell a hot guy is near and I bet he rides that"she said pointed to the motor bike
"I don't think it works that way Ives, let's go get your schedule and you can drool later, deal?" I say grabbing her arm, while walking into school
"Deal"

We make it into the office and I see Liam Randall and a mysterious boy scratch that man next to him. I don't know Liam personally but I know him by reputation, he's known to be street racer. Illegal street racing to be more specific, well at least those are the rumors.

"You're Thomas Randall" the desk clerk said
"Yes" a deep voice replied which I taking a wild guess and saying is Liam and also guessing he's Tommy's brother.
"Ok Mr. Randall here's your Schedule"
"Thanks Mrs. Dea" Liam said turning around with Tomas

Their walking right towards us, I try to move but I end up tripping over a chair. Instead of falling Thomas grabs my arm pulling me up. His hand on my arm feels warm and inviting but his state he is giving me is opposite cold and says stay out. I mutter a thank you and grab on to Ivy and go to the front desk with her. I look back and see I think they are brothers walk out, but I meet the cold stare again and shiver while looking away.

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