Alison's pov:
Well, summer break was definitely eventful. Sarcasm intended. I was going to start school again after skipping for 3 months due to my oh so unfortunate accident. School was back, life was dreadful but at least I have my now amazing boyfriend.
Ding!
The school bell went off signaling that my death is yet to come. I quickly ran to my first class. I woke up late so screw me. I looked around to see that the hallway was indeed already empty. Ugh. Late again.
I quickly opened the door, not without knocking it first. Won't want to give a bad impression, Right? My eyes soon came in contact with a bald old man standing there glaring at me for interrupting his small speech.
" You are?" He asked annoyed.
" Allison. I was not well before (?)" I said unsure.
" I know who you are, " he sighed while rubbed his forehead as if i caused him a lot of trouble. "You may sit wherever you want." He said before continuing his class about the Third World War and shit.
As soon as he started blabbing on some stuff, the bohr effect strikes. Ugh. I started to zone out after he finished discussing about the first task or whatever, I don't recall. You can probably say that I suck at remembering shits. I have a very bad memory. I can't even remember what I ate for breakfast. Yeap.. That bad.
When my eyes were a millisecond from shutting, the classroom door was pushed open causing a very loud screech. Oh god, this school seriously need some maintenance. I looked up to see who it was and I was shock to say was an understatement. It was him, I quickly shot up from my seat causing him to look at me.
aaaand...
i blacked out.
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sorry, it's a really short chapter. i know ): ill try making the next one longer.
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Forgotten
Teen FictionDoes she have the will to make him love her again or will she move on like every other being? That is the question.
