Part 3

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I woke to my alarm clock ringing, I quickly silenced it, pushing the covers off me and climbing out of bed. I went to the bathroom and had a warm shower even if I had to battle a little with the taps to get it at the temperature I wanted, I brushed my teeth and dries my hair before getting ready for the day, my first day at this new school hopefully it won't be too unlike my old one. But I suppose I won't have to deal with it too long being a junior and all. I picked my little blue flats, my flesh-toned stockings, my little white button-down and my blue pinafore I wasn't sure how new york girls dressed and honestly I wasn't much bothered I put my little blue bow in my hair and headed downstairs

"Aww, there you are, ready for school?" My father asked as he had his toast

"I think" I nodded taking some toast and jam

"I'm sure you shall do perfectly my little spider" he smiled

"Don't you want to put a nice dress or skirt on? Maybe do a little makeup, dear? The first day want to make a good impression" Erica smiled as she brought my father some bacon

"No. Who do I have to impress?" I asked

"That's my girl" he winked at me

"I'm just saying wouldn't hurt to make a good first impression," she says returning to her cooking

"You don't need makeup and a pretty dress to make a good impression, you need that quick wit, good attitude and that clever little head of yours," he says finishing his breakfast "come on I'll drive you for the first couple of days," he says

I looked up at the impressive school front, not too sure how to approach this. I went inside and to the front desk where a woman sat barely interested

"Yes?"

"Y/n y/l/n. It's my first day"

"You're here early?"

"My father dropped me off before work"

"Alright," she says she gave me all the paperwork I would need for my classes and such like and she said I could just basically wait for school to start, I nodded holding my things close as I walked the halls, finding my locker, my classrooms trying to map my way around the place when I heard a sound. In the quiet of these empty halls my feet made the only sound but one room made a sound I assumed maybe some class pet or maybe a staff member I went over peaking inside the open door to see a sight I did not expect. It wasn't either of my guesses honestly this wouldn't have been even my fourth or fifth guess.

A boy sat on a small chair tight up again the long desk, he wore the common men's black shoes, rugged slightly dirty looking jeans, a dark grey button-down that he had rolled to his elbows it looked old and far too big for him almost as if it was hand-me-down, three long chains around his neck each at slightly different lengths, his fingers had rings clearly again old and worn, his hair pulled back with a grey beanie hat on to cover his head, his chin had slight fuzz of hair as did the corners of his upper lip, his brown eyes squarely focused on the chessboard Infront of him. He moved so gracefully and yet firmly knowing each movement his fingers playing with the pieces in an almost... elegant way it was sort of memorising to watch his fingers work

"What?" He asks having spotted me in the doorway turning his attention to me fiddling with his signet ring spinning it a little on his finger

"Sorry just.. curious is all" I answered

"I didn't think anyone came in this early?"

"It's my first day"

"Oh. That makes sense, I didn't think I'd seen you before" he says "do you play?" He asks offering me a chair

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