Chap 1

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Third person POV:

Y/N woke up this morning, automatically groaning in agony. Her eyes were glued shut, until her alarm went off again, triggering another groan. She opened her eyes, hitting her alarm clock off of the desk beside her bed. Seeing as her bed was right beside her window, she reached over and threw the curtains shut. She got up, stretching and yawning, then went and got ready for the day. She showered, brushed her teeth, yada yada.

 She showered, brushed her teeth, yada yada

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She checked her alarm.
7:30

"Shit..." She grumbled before heading out the door.

She walked all the way to school, which was only about 15 minutes. The entire walk she listened to music on her MP3 player.

Once she got to the school, she groaned. It was old and looked like it would smell like a men's gym.

She walked in, but not without hesitation. The only expensive part about the school was that it had a white picket fence, which they probably spent the entire budget on.

On the inside, it was like any normal highschool. Lockers against the walls, a few hallways, a staircase, janitors closet, all the basic stuff. She walked over to her locker, which she had been invited to decorate a week before school and started (seeing how she was new.)

The wallpaper was straight black, the door had a mirror and two add-on shelves. She had plastered photos of her and her family and friends near the mirror, on the top shelf she had basic school stuff. On the bottom shelf she had makeup and first-aid stuff. She had a shelf in her locker, splitting the main piece into two

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