Chapter 1: The meeting

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(Picture of Janet above picture of Michel chapter 3)
Looking at the clock waiting for what seems like forever waiting for it to hit 2:45 for the next class.
"Alright kids we've got a new student from London, England so welcome him with open arms",said my little too cheerful science teacher Mrs.Jackson (lol good song) all the girls except for me that is started squealing about it."calm down girls you can come in now Michel."
As she waved her hand to gesture him in the door slowly opened and a guy walked in. He was wearing a black leather jacket, Cannibal Corps skin tight shirt, black skinny jeans, and black converse. He was like a goth god I couldn't help but admire the way he looked. His skin was pale and he had blue eyes and black hair he looked like Andy Biersack from BVB.
All the girls screamed for he was hot to them all.
"Tell us your name I think all the girls would love to know it." , said Mrs. Jackson. "My name given to me is Michel C. Hemingway but people in my old school called me Ash", Michel said calmly the teacher then wondered so she asked him. "And why did they call u Ash?" To that he flashed her a grin and said, "Because I'm a piro" the class except me and my squad freaked he looked at me and flashed another God-like grin and asked where to sit the teacher said "Um oh you can sit over there by J (my nickname) hope you don't mind J?" she looked at me with a stern looks or I'm not the best student in her class. In fact I'm the worst out of my squad I get in more trouble then they do. I stood up pulled a chair out and set it by me smiled and said,"Nope no problem at all.😊" And sat back down he smiled as he came over and sat down he took a good look at my shirt and asked,"Is that Crown The Empire?!"😃 I smiled, "yea you lisen to them too?!" He laughed, "hell yeah there a great band" "I'm Janet btw nice to meet u Michel or should I call you ash?", I smirked he returned the smirk and said ,"I don't mind if you call me Michel love" his accent says it all its true he is from England. Before I could say anything the bell rang for everyone to go to the next class I didn't see him for the rest of the day but I knew we would become great friends.

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