After getting her schedule, Maleeha goes to her first period which is English. When she walks in all eyes are on her, wondering who she is and where did she come from.
“Ah, you must Maleeha Hopkins I presume.” The English teacher smiles at her. “Yes, that's me.” She replies. The teacher chuckles. “Well I’m Mrs. Grace, it's amazing to have you here with us, you can seat anywhere you like.”
Maleeha walks the alise of the desks, hearing what the students were whispering about her.
‘Who is she’
‘She looks real different from all the other black girls here.’
‘Is that even her real hair I mean like come on.’
‘She must be related to Chyna Jackson.’
She finds a seat next to this one girl, the girl turns to face with an annoyed expression thinking it was Jessica, only to see that it's a new girl.
“Oh, sorry I thought you were Jessica airhead ass.” She smiles at her. “I’m Chyna and must be the new girl everyone keeps talking about.” Maleeha made a face, wondering how the fuck that spread so fucking quickly.
“Im Maleeha and how….” Chyna starts to laugh. “Yea, new spreads pretty fast around here.” Maleeha looks the way the girl is dressed from her hair which is butterfly locs to her outfits. She could see why they thought they were related.

“So where you're from and what made want to move to this lame-ass place?” Chyna asks her. “Well im from Mystic Fall, it's in Virginia, and the reason me and my brother moved here well is that back home is a little hectic and I wanted to get away from there.” Maleeha tells her.
“And yes lame-ass Forks was the best palace.” They both laugh, making the whole class look at them. “Avert yall eyes back to the lesson, thank you.” Chyna says. They talked until the class ended.
“So what's your next class?”
“Uhhh it's US History, Mr. Holster.” Maleeha says looking down at her schedule.”Ooo yikes “ Chyna says. “What that means?” Maleeha asks her. “Well he's something, like don't get me wrong he’s ok it's just he is so backward so heads up.” Chyna tells her. “Thanks for the warning.”
“Well, you wanna sit together during lunch?” Maleeha smiles at her. “Sure because I probably would've just sat in my car during lunch.”
Chyna grabs her shoulder shaking her. “BItch you gotta car!?” The hybrid looks at her funny. “Yea, don't you?” The lightskin girl rolls her eyes.
“No, because my folks talm about that when I graduate that I’ll get one, there just afraid that ill run away with my boy Hunter.”
“Boyfriend?”
“Yep, you got one?”
“I used to until he died about a couple of months ago.” Maleeha says quietly, thinking about Kol. “Oh, no im sorry about.” Chyna says with a look of pity on her face. “It's ok, well I gotta go, see you at lunch.” Maleeha runs off.
Kol Mikaelson, one of the originals was her boyfriend, her first love. When she find out that he died and how and who did it, oh she was beyond pissed.
