Chapter 5: My first day at beacon hills high school

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It had been a week since we had settled in our new home and it was time to enroll for a new school "Gray! Honey can you come down for a minute!" "Going mom!" We shouted to each other through the house.

"Gray we need you to go to a scheduled shadow at your new school so that you'll know your way around the school site." My mother had told me "Fine but at what time do I need to be there at because im going to be busy most of the day" "the shdow starts at 2:00 so you better be ready ok?" "Yea ok" after that point I stayed in my room until 2:00 rolled around being "busy" playing video games "Gray!! You better get going its about to be 2:10!!" "Im going mom!" "Get in the car" when I was getting in the car I noticed that the forest was pretty close to my house and i felt like jumping out the car and running into the woods and that is exactly what happpened "Gray!!what are you doing?" My mom screamed after me ut it was to late just as she started to scream I had already entered the forest and her voice had started to die out. Once I had reached a clearing I noticed that all my scenes had improved drastically i could hear the creek in the distence, the rustling of the leaves as the wind whirled by. At that moment I knew that I could probably make it to the school without directions all I needed to do was follow the way that my ears and nose told me to go to find the school. After a few minutes of walking in what felt like to be leading me to no where I finally reached the school. And I qas quire surprised to find out that my mom hadnt made it yet because I couldnt retreive her scent any where. "Ok so ive finally made it to the school now where am I supposed to meet this instructor" "HELLOOO!you must be Gray im the instructor and I will be showing you around the school ok?" "Fine"

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