Chapter 1

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Y/n sighed. She stood in front her mirror, adjusting the tie to her school uniform. 'Another day of school, another day of getting bullied' she thought as she finished. She looked at her bandaged arm. She then put on her shoes and and grabbed her bag. She walked to the kitchen and put some toast in the toaster as she but the kettle to boil. She was quite early. It was only 7:15 am and school normally started at 8 am. She sat down, waiting for the toast to fly up from the toaster and as on cue it did. She grabbed a plate and it landed on it. 'Phew that was close' she though. The kettle starting making noise so she turned it off and grabbed a cup. She slipped the teabag in and poured the hot water in, steam emerging from the cup. She threw away the excess water and grabbed a spoon. 

She added the sugar and milk and stirred until it became a light brown colour. (Or coffee if some of  you prefer that than tea). She sat down at the table deep in thought as she stirred the tea/coffee, the action creating ripples. 'I have an English test today, I hope I pass it' she murmured to herself quietly. She bit into her toast and took a sip of the tea after blowing it. She finished quickly. In that short space of time it was now 7:30.  She grabbed her keys, phone, headphones after putting her dishes in the sink. She smoothed out her skirt since it was a bit crumpled up and of the breadcrumbs that had fallen. She placed her bad on her back as she walked to the door.  She opened it and the bright sunlight hit her in her face. She couldn't help but smile. She turned around, placing the key into the keyhole and locking the door. She turned around again and took a deep breath.

She started walking to school. She admired the scenery. The sunlight hitting buildings, some of them already coated with the luminous light on top while at the bottom was dark. Although she liked the sun, it became very hot. Her favorite weather was rain. It was not too hot. She found it very calming, the pitter-patter of the the raindrops on the windowsill or ground. She breathed in the morning air as she came to stop at an intersection where many people were waiting for the light to change. It glowed green and everyone including her started walking. Once on the other side she continued walking until she saw the gates of the school come into view. They were huge. Acadia College. The sakura trees on each end along with the sunlight shining down made it look almost magical accompanied by the lush green grass below that petals ever so gracefully fell on. She checked her watch. 7:40 am. She walked through the gates and to the doors of the school that were open.

Many were bustling around, talking to their friends, laughing, telling jokes and so on. Y/n wished she had that kind of life. She walked to her locker and spun the dial. She pulled the door open and placed her books in. 'I have History first, then Geography then English and French' she thought, reading the schedule. Grabbing the books she needed, she shut the locker and turned to walk to her first class.  She pulled the door open and there weren't many students in. Only a few. She took her seat by the window where bright sunlight was streaming in. It made her feel warm. She took out a book and started skimming through it in case they had a surprise History test because she knew the teachers loved to surprise them. The time flew by quickly and before she knew it the bell had rang just as the teacher entered the classroom. The chorus of 'Good Morning' could be heard as the students sat back down. "Alright settle down, let's get to work" the teacher says, the class going silent as the lesson started. 

1 hour later the bell rang and students were more than happy to exit the class. Y/n packed up her things and walked out as well. She looked at her schedule as she was walking. A girl walking the opposite direction smirked as they saw her and purposely bumped her shoulder. "Watch where your going idiot!" she called over her shoulder. Y/n stayed quiet. Snapping out of it she continued to her 2nd class of the day, Geography. 

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