I had a friend

Chap 7

Author's notes.
The interesting part starts now...........
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It has been a week since I have shifted to the better part of London and I'm pretty much updated with everything.
I went to sleep after dinner. Tomorrow is my first day of college.
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R-r-r-rock the house!

I woke up to my alarm excited for my first day of college. My excitement was building by the second but that never took away the nervousness inside me. My bag was already packed last night. I took a shower and wore light blue jeans along with a black top. I really couldn't leave black. Not bothering to put on any makeup, I headed downstairs for breakfast. Dad was already on the table and mum was making pancakes. I sat next to dad, "Hey"
He looked up from his newspaper, "Elizabeth! Sweety are you ready for today?"
I nodded and mum came in with two plates of pancakes. She looked at me and sighed.
"Elizabeth trust me, I'll burn all your black jeans and tops if you keep wearing them all day." I chuckled.
"Ok ok I'll stop it." I had breakfast and went to the car.
My college,

"Abnedite university"

was once again,
beautiful. I parked my car and went to my locker.
Oh god.
The girl who's locker was beside mine was applying makeup and occupied my space too. I went up to her
" Ahem ahem"
She turned around and saw me from up to down. then she snickered and spoke up," Yes? "
" Can you please move? You're blocking my locker door" I said, gesturing towards my locker.
" You dont need one. Even MY expensive makeup will not make you pretty" she looked at my hair and snickered again. My straight jet black hair was cut into steps and I didn't find anything wrong with it which all the more irritated me.
"You seem to think that lockers are only for makeup. Apparently, smart people like me use it to keep books, not to make my pretty face ugly like yours"
"So you're a nerd!"
I clenched my jaw. I did not want to swear in my new life. I pushed her out of the way and opened my locker. As I started putting my books in place and taking out the books important for my first class, the bell rang. I ran to my class. Most of the seats were full except one next to a boy. "Can I sit here?" he smiled.
"Sure" I sat down.
"Im Elizabeth . Elizabeth kildron"
" Im James. James Grace"
He was about to say something when our professor walked in.
"Children, before starting, I would like to introduce a new girl, Elizabeth Kildron" I stood up and everybody looked at me." once I sat down, we started with our class. My next class was later in the day. I had 45 mins to waste. I went with James to the cafeteria. We sat there and talked. He had class so he left. After 15-20mins. I went to the bathroom and on my way out, I saw the same locker girl with a few other girls. They were bullying another girl. I went up to them. She noticed me and snickered again. " Well lets see! the nerd!"
I clenched my fists, "You know, its not right to bully others and call people nerds, specially when three mirrors already broke after seeing your ugly face!" Her face was full of anger "No one talks to melissa like that!"
I smirked, "seems like I already have!"
She clenched her jaw, "Wait for revenge" and then she left.
"Whiny bitch" I muttered under my breath.
The girl who was being bullied turned to me," thanks"
"No problem"
" Your elizabeth, right? the new girl?"
" Yeah. and you?"
" Im Venessa."
" Cool!"
" You better be careful. Melissa is the worst girl you can ever think of. She will do the worst thing possible for revenge." I smiled
" Don't worry Venessa. She wont be able to harm me."
She looked worried. If only she knew who I truly was. We hungout for sometime and then I went to my next class. After the day, I came home. I had exchanged numbers with James and Venessa. They seemed really nice. I went into the shower. After a nice warm bath, I crawled into my covers and started looking through my laptop. My phone rang. I picked it up
"Hello?"
" Elyssa" it was Damien.
" Yes damien?"
"New murder. 1300$ come to headquarters at 11:00." He cut the phone.
Ok. I will go.
But did I want to?
After all my parents had done?
Did I want to commit murders?
Back there in dark london?...