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I could feel her green eyes on me , watching my reaction to the appearance of the school. It didn't look rich , which surprised me because my mom was one for money. I sighed , getting out , knowing she's still watching me I rolled my eyes. Good.

That'll get her off my for the day. "Okay bye then" she screamed out the window as I tried walking away , ignoring her. I don't normally ignore my mother. But the first day of high school , In a new one as well, is irritating and I am trying to ease off the bullying for today.

I walk through the big double doors that have welcome painted on them and I head for the principals office. Shit. I don't know anyone here and as I turn to go to the right which I have been informed in the text message my mum got regarding my first day and the directions , I see a lady , in a black suit with a wine red blouse underneath.

The black blazer sat perfectly on her waist , giving the illusion of an hourglass. "You must be Peyton Wilmer," she says politely , and I try , really try to smile and give her a nod. "Welcome , come into my office , I'll give you a map and a timetable."

She puts a hand on my back , guiding me into her office as She continues and laughs it off at the word "map" yet when she realises I just leave out a chuckle she goes on , "now , I hope you enjoy this school year , what are transitioning into? Freshman?" She raises a brow at me . I nod. "Okay so freshman , you seem like a quiet person so I hope you won't stay quiet in classes , we like our students participating." She winks.

If she only knew how "quiet" I can be. The principal pulls out a white piece of paper and sets it on her office along with a map of the corridors. And I grab it. She seems nice though , I must say. "Will I be provoked? Because I don't like to be played with." I say and immediately, judging by her smile fading, she realises I'm not so 'quiet'.

"Please don't cause any trouble, ms Wilmer" she begs and I laugh it off as a joke. So far so well. "Excuse me , ms ...:?" I trail off , king of indicating her to tell me her name. "Oh right. I'm sorry , I'm ms whites." Right.

I go to get up and nod at her , "I won't cause any trouble as long as I'm not provoked , ms whites," I say putting my hand on her brown , vintage door handle and opening her office door.

I step out into the cold corridor and the bell rings , letting us all know it's time for second period. I pull out the map again and run my eyes through it. Looking at the timetable I have English with ms Justice ? Americans and their white names. I roll my eyes and head for the class.

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