THIS BOOK NEEDS TO BE EDITED !
Living in a hell hole with her abusive foster parents and older brother is all she knows. Magnolia Cambell's body is covered in scars of her past and her present, as she tries to fight her way through life. She thinks...
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I walk inside the classroom, bitting on my inner lip as I pray to go by unnoticed. Luckily the teacher hasn't yet arrived, but on the other hand as soon as I get inside the classroom all discussions go dead. I feel the gaze of the students weighting on me, but I shrug them off as best as I could. Not feeling the need to say something I head at the back of the class and slop down on an empty chair. I cross my arms on the desk and slowly rest my head on them. Unfortunately I get interrupted by someone randomly clearing their throat behind me.
My head snaps up and turns towards the origine of that sound. I freeze in place when I meet the heavy glare of a 6 foot 3 guy that looks down at me. I keep eye contact and give him a glare back, but he doesn't seem to like that very much and takes a step closer to me, putting his hands on the back of my chair. I gulp and try to ease my quick breathing as I struggle to understand what I did wrong with him. I have never seen him before so why the hell does it feel like he wants to snap me in half ?
"Out !" He spits out, which makes me understand that I am actually sitting in his chair. I clench my jaw and refrain from snapping back at this asshole. I obey and choose to not make my first enemy on my first day at school, especially with that guy. He doesn't look scary, but he gives up some powerful vibes which I don't want to mess with. His black outfit and leather jacket are a big enough warning for me not to get close to him.
I already made that mistake and it ended up breaking my heart. So no fucking thank you.
I grab my backpack from the ground, quickly toss everything back inside and move to an other chair, on the left side of the class. I make sure to get away from that guy as much as I can. His awful mood could be contaminating for all I know.
I hear a few students snicker at my lame first minutes in this class and I already just want to leave. What a great first impression Magnolia.
Soon the teacher arrives and just like I expected, his eyes search for me and when they find what they are looking for he gives me a smile.
"Class ! Please kindly welcome Magnolia Cambell !" He joyfully extends his hand in my direction and I clench my jaw to stop myself from correcting him. All the eyes of the students turn towards me and I just want to disappear under ground at that moment.
"Good now let's start...Ouvrez vos livres à la page 48, je vous prie !"(open your books on page 48, please !) he says in a perfect French accent. Groans irrupt in the class and I watch as the teacher comes towards me to give me the book. I smile when I notice that I have already read it.
Half way through the lesson a piece of paper lands on my desk and I lift my head up to look at the girl in front of me. A weird feeling sets itself in my stomach as I watch her smile to me. She mouths for me to open the paper and when I do her number and name is written on it.
