Chapter 2

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This is Chrys in the media!!! Tell me what you think.

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There were so many people, so many teens... eww.

They were everywhere.  Everyone was split up into groups, like the ones you see in the movies. Remember the Bratz movie, or every High School teen movie ever.  There were your typical Jocks with their varsity jackets on each holding a football.  Then there were the Cheerleaders right next to the Jocks mixing in with them a little because some of them were flirting.  Then there were also the Nature Lovers sitting on the grass dressed like hippies, smoking pot from a bong.  They're lucky it's legal here, but on school property? Things are really stretched around here.  There were also the Emos, the Popular, the Nerds and so much more.  I just stared around at everyone while standing near the car.

"Lets go get our schedules." Seb said interrupting me from my thoughts.

He started walking and I followed suit.  When I said this school is exactly like the movies, I wasn't kidding, not one bit.  While we were on our way to the office, everyone stopped what they were doing and just stared.  I don't know if its because they've never seen us before, or because were actually going into the school twenty minutes early.

I looked at my brother.  He had a chill expression on his face, like it was perfectly normal that this school was so stereotypical.  Even though I was annoyed at the fact that everyone was starring, I kept a serious face and kept walking with my head held high.

"Did you take your pills?" Seb asked.  I know what you're thinking, and no not those pills.

"You know, the ones for your anxiety and anger i-"

"Yes Luke I know what pills you're talking about."  I interrupted him.

"No I forgot."

He grunted.  "You seriously need to stop forgetting, you're lucky mom makes me keep a spare in my pocket, when it really should be in yours." He stated while shoving his hands in his pocket and handing me the pills.

"You have anger issues a thousand times worse than mine and you don't take shit." I said. Seriously, Sebastian turned into The Hulk when he was angry and he is triggered very, very easily and he doesn't do or have anything to fix it. 

"Mind your own business." Was all he said.

I quickly took them, making sure no one saw.  I'm so used to taking stupid pills, I didn't need water.  I didn't have to them.  I had two choices: take pills or go to therapy.  They said therapy would eventually make them go away which sounds ridiculous.  While pills calmed them temporarily.  But I was not about to sit in an office talking about my 'feelings' with someone telling me that they understand when they have no idea what I'm dealing with.

We walked inside the office and were immediately greeted by the Cheshire cat behind the desk.

"Hi! how are you on this fine morning? How may I help you two wonderful children?!" Said a lady with a huge cheesy smile on her caked up face.  It was disgusting.  She's happy for no reason.  No one is ever that happy this early in the morning, especially when you work with a bunch of obnoxious teenagers.

"Hi, were new here and-"

"Ah yes! The Vasquez siblings! I have your schedules right here."  She interrupted Seb, getting something from a drawer.  I was bored.  While Seb kept a sly smirk on his face checking out Ms. Happy-go-Lucky.  It is no surprise seeing as she's blonde and looks around her early twenties.

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