Chapter 1 I am not prefect

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Masiy Rose Fagan POV***

I walked out of my first period class which was science. I had always been good at school so getting a's and b's had been no problem. I was walking to my second period which was, "History." I said aloud. I walked up into the class. There were a lot of seats. I tried searching for Kozette...but I couldn't find her. 'She must have a different class right now.' I thought to myself. I saw many posters with a lot of important events on them about history. History had always been my favorite subject. I don't know...I always was interested in it. I didn't know where to sit because, most of the seats were taken up. I looked across the room and saw an old lady with bleach blonde hair and glasses walking toward me. I took a deep breath. 'Make a good first impression.' I thought. "Hello, I am Mrs. Heine...you must be.." She paused for a minute looking down at her clipboard. "Maisy Fagan....am I right?" She asked me. I tried putting on my smile, "Yes...I am..hi." I said. 'Hi...that's the best you got...ugh your stupied..' I thought harshly to myself. Mrs. Heine giggled. "Well...let me tell you...don't be scared I don't bite." Mrs. Heine giggled. I put on a fake smile and giggled along. "Umm...by chance do you know where I sit?" I asked nervously. "Why...yeah I do...sit anywhere ya want...I don't care just as long as you don't make any trouble." She laughed. I tried to laugh along once again.

I ended up sitting next to my old friend from last year, Erica Faught. "Soo...have a boyfriend yet?" Erica asked me. "No...and I don't intend to." I replied quickly. "Suuure....you know how much you want a guy to hold you...kiss you...love you for only....you." Erica said smirking. "Yes Erica I do....but." I said stopped and bitting my lip looking down, "That will never happen." I said sadly. Erica looked down at me with sympathetic blue eye's. Erica was short...even shorter than Kozette. She had short light blonde hair and a very flat chest. I wish I had her chest so boy's would get off of me for once. As soon as class started it all seemed to go by pretty fast. Now for our elective class. I looked at mu schedule and saw I got music. I was pretty excited for that besides...I hate singing in front of people. I get even more shy then I already am...and that's bad. I walked into music to see Ms. Mahoney standing in the door way shaking everyone's hands. I took a deep breath and entered the class room that was soon to be filled with my embarrassment.

A/N: Hey...hope ya like this so far...should I continue? Thanks for all the support! love-pleasestay

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