Chapter 2- school

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I walked into Beacon Hills High School with no fear. This was my third school this year. I was used to the stares and weird looks, they didn't bother me anymore.

My first class was history, which just so happens to be my favorite class. The teacher is a 30 year old looking Asian man. "My name is Mr. Yukimura, I'll be your history teacher this year." He goes on to tell us what we will be studying over the semester, but I'm to busy looking around to see who might be supernatural. I see one kid, skinny, long spiked hair, looks like he hasn't slept in weeks. He's fidgeting around, I single him out, I look around to see another kid about his age, slicked hair, fair skin, uneven jawline, looking down at the ground like there's a monster there. Then I hear Mr. Yukimura make a comment about his daughter then hear a loud thump behind me. I look over my shoulder and see an Asian girl who looks super embarrassed. She and the crooked jaw kid look at each other and exchange small smiles.

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