Free From These Lies {DISCONTINUED}

( N ) Chapter 1: Secrets and Lies

Hi guys, it's Nathan here and I'm writing a Collab book thingy with my friend dragon_loving_girl (everyone clap for her, she won't notice). If The Chapter starts with N it's me! If the Chapter starts with D it's Dragon Girl. Here's the first chapter.

| Mason |

Beep Beep!

Text Message From: Franklin

Hey...

I text back," Hey Frank." "Ready to go back to school? 😔" I roll my eyes," No. 😢😞" "I'll see you later." I click my phone off.

Today is January 14, 2015 and I have to go back to my 8th grade school. I feel a shake in my back as my ears are cracking and my cat ears bounce out. "Ugh!" I groan. Go away, stupid neko ears.

I'm not normal.

I'm not normal.

I'm a neko.

The next day, I open the door to the big 8th grade class room. "Welcome back, Mr. Lee." Mr. Chafers (my homeroom teacher) calls out. "Good morning." I smirk back. I walk up to Franklin," Hey Frank." "Hi, Mason." He sighs. "Anything wrong?" "No. I just luve school." He scowls me in a sarcastic tone. I feel hurt," You didn't have to do tha..." "I forget you're a softie."

Softie as in I don't like when people are mean to me, I know sarcasm isn't mean but it's not necessary; I personally think it's the cat in me. I'm always aware, lazy in the day, nocturnal at night, I like to eat food even though I'm skinny. I obsess too much.

"Sure." I roll my eyes. No body knows about my life, not even Frank, only Mom, Dad, and my sister Luna. "I'm sorry I'm late." I hear a voice gasp. "No no, you aren't late. You are early, Eliza. Welcome to St Peter's Academy." "Elizabeth." "I'll help you with your locker, Emily." Mr. Chafers says. "I think we have a new girl." I whisper in Frank's ear. "She better not be a bitch," he draws the line. I walk away from him mad, I don't say anything to him. I don't like when he or anybody calls a girl that. It gets on my nerves. I run into a locker, stupid Mace. "Oops, let me help you." The girl that was talking to Mr. Chafers gets a hand and I grasp it. "I'm Lizzy," she waves. "Mace." I smirk.