Chapter 1

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Word key _________

POV- point of view

Scar- Scarlett

Yea- yeah

Ya- you

Muffin tops- love handles..? I really don't know the actual term for this.. But it's the jiggly fat on the hips that usually stick out over the rim of your pants..(caution not every one has this...)

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Irei's POV

"Ugh!! I hate school!" I grumble under my breath as I watched all the skimpy bitches walking down the hall with their muffin tops sticking out.How on earth do they think that's cute?? I look away from the disgusting image in front of me and head to my locker shoving my things in and grabbing my binder.

Heading towards class I see a clutter of girls standing around the main office door way.Probably a new student. Shouldering my way through them stick in my earphones and crank up my iPod as loud as it could go.

Getting to class a minute before the bell rang. I sit at my desk near the window.looking around me the others seemed all hyped up and chatting more than usual.

"Idiots.." I scoff as I pull out a notebook and start sketching in it.

The teacher walks in and tells us to "shut up" subtle huh?

"Listen up and quiet down! So I can tell you guys something.."The teacher says but of course no one listens."Well.. Just step in and take a seat." He gestures irritated, towards the seat in front of me.

The new kid walks in. And everyone's eyes snap towards the door. The class was silent for what I would say was a Class record.

"Finally..." I murmur shutting my eyes and rub my temples.

"I see that caught your attention.." The teacher sighs "Well take a seat and let's start class." He walks up to the. smart board and pulls out today's assignments.

Just one look at the kid and I knew he was trouble. So that must mean he's one of "them." They think their "secret"is safe and that we don't know about them which would be true when it came to the ignorant mass. Thing is that I know and I hate most of them. Most because I can't blame all of them for what "they" did and sometimes still do to me. For the next 45 minutes of class it was all, "where are you from?".. "What's your name?".. "Do you have a girlfriend?"..Let me tell you something. It. Was. Annoying.

So I crank up my music again and continued my sketch. Before the bell rang Mr. Gorge came by my desk and asked me to stay after class. "What'd I do this time...?" Was the first thing to come to mind. So I pack up all my stuff and tried to dash out of class when the bell finally rung.

"Irei.." Mr. Gorge growled warningly.

"fuck.." I whisper and turn around plastering a fake smile in place of my frown.

"Yes, Mr. Gorge...?" Clearing my throat I asked with a sigh "Why don't you tell me when and how many detentions I have..?"

"Is there a reason I should give you a detention..? He askedcuriously

"Do I have one or not?" I ask dryly putting my hands on my hips.

"No.." He rolls his eyes and points at the new kid. "I'd like for you to show him around school and-"

"No."

Interjecting quickly." I mean.. No, thank you." I say sweetly and turn to leave.

"I wonder.."He sits on his desk. Waiting for him to finish. I raise an eyebrow at him.

"I wonder how your Mother would react if I called her and told her about your little 'prank' last week..?" He asked me smirking wider. I glare at him and nod

"Fine." I reply through clenched teeth. "Come on new kid. I'll show you around the happy farm."I say sarcastically.

"It's Gage not 'new kid' " He mumbles.

'"Whatever. As if I care." I roll my eyes. "Let me see your class sheet." I stick out my hand not bothering to ask permission as I snatch a pencil out of his pocket after skimming his classes. Then drew a map and wrote clear directions to each class he had

and the short cuts. That way he wouldn't complain.

"Voila! That should do it." I pass him the paper and walk away. "Good Luck!" I shout over my shoulder. "You'll definitely need it to survive this school. .." I mutter under my breath as I practically skipped away. Wait why am I skipping....? I thought to myself frowning.

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It's a bit short but it was my friends first book. I hope you enjoy it though.

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