.CHAPTER TWO.

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I walked into the building and went down the oh so familiar hallway.

The posters still occupied the walls and the trophies still held hostage in there trophy case.

I went in the office the first face meeting mine was Mrs. Buckingham.

Her dull face brightened at the sight of my I guess, up lifting one.

"Good morning Miss. Calloway." She greeted.

She gestured a nod and handed me a paper and a book.

"This is your handbook and your schedule." She stated.

I thanked her and walked out the office.

I went farther down the hallway.

I stopped scanning my schedule.

Mr.Garner, room 584.

I saw the numbers 583 to the right, then 5...8...4.

I swiftly shifted to the left and went to the door.

Covering the door knob with my hand, I twisted it and shoved the door open.

I walked in and went to the desk that sat center of the front of the room.

A male with smooth looking gel'd hair and a sandy brown button down shirt that screamed hellos, was sitting at the desk looking at a paper.

"Um, I'm Jackie Calloway and I'm new exchange student from Berlin, Germany." I said as the male lifted his head.

His eyes held a bright saddle brown and his face, droopy.

I smiled as his eyes ignited.

I looked down at my hand and held up what I thought seemed as a pass.

He grabbed it gently and inspected it. He nodded and gestured behind me.

I turned around to see many eyes on me. I spotted a seat in the far right corner.

I traveled through the maze of desk and sat in the seat.

Still many eyes watched me.

I blew air and looked at the board.

Clear.

So what do they do all day.

I looked around, all the piercing eyeballs had vanished and was replaced with few glances my way.

I could feel a hole burning in my skin.

I turned my head and caught a glimpse of a familiar blur.

I looked over and the face played a memory:

I gathered my things and was heading out when I bumped into a hard object.

I feel on my bottom. I huffed and started gathering my things.

A persons hand was held out at me. I grabbed it.

"Thanks." I said before looking up.

My eyes connected with gentle brown orbs.

I looked at his eyes until I found my self staring.

"Welcome." Blinking, I backed up and walked around him.

"Wait!" I looked back and and he was holding out something.

My book.

I held my chest.

"Thank you." I exhaled. He smiled.

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