Chapter 2: Clove

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"Class, this is the new girl, Clove." the teacher says. I walk in, smiling nervously, clutching my books tightly to my chest. Everybody stares at me. I walk to my desk. I look across the room and see a boy staring at me. He has blonde hair, blue eyes, and headphones in. I smile at him. He looks down, face red. I smile to myself.
The bell rings and I walk out into the hallway. Halfway to my next class, a girl shoves me to the ground, and says, "Watch it!" I sprawl onto the ground, my books scattered across the floor. Some people laugh quietly. I scramble up, hurrying to pick up my books. I sense someone looking at me. I turn and see the blonde haired boy staring at me. I glare, thinking, what's wrong with you? I walk to my next class, wondering what that boy with the blonde hair and headphones was thinking.
At home, I run up to my room, wanting to figure out how to introduced myself to the blonde haired boy. I actually kinda figured that he would introduce himself, so I let it slip.
When I went down for supper, my family asked how school was.
"Good." I say, then walk back to my room. I lay awake for a little bit, hoping that I will find out the boy's name.
The next day, in the art room, I had been drawing on the white board. I offered to clean it after school, so after school, I went and started cleaning it. After a little bit, I heard the door open and I turned and saw the boy with the blonde hair standing there.
"Hey." I say.
"Hey." he says back nervously.
"I'm Clove." I say, smiling.
"Cato." he says

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