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The girl with the blue hair walked down the hall. Holding her binder with a book.
Does she like reading? Maddox wondered. She has a book ever day. I watch her.
When her back is turned people wonder about her. The biggest question is Why is her hair blue? No one can answer that question except her.
Everyone is either to scared or disguted by her. People make snarky comments about all the time.
She has two friends. Her bestfriend Katherine or Kat for short and Vincent her cousin.
She protects those two with her life. If someone picks on one of them the next day they show up bloody and bruised.
They refuse to tell anyone who did it. We all know who did it. But we have no proof.
Sighing I watch as she talks to Vincent. They seem to be arguing. The bell then decides to ring.
Walking into the class I sit down as the final bell rings. I watch as she trudged to the back of the room Then slammed her stuff down.
The teacher just glares. She's learned not to even acknowledge her attitude.
"Today I'm assigning partners for a month project". She states. Some people squeal while the others groan.
The teacher laughs at them as if saying 'Payback'. I shake my head.
"The poster with classmates are in the back". I go to see who I have as a partner.
I'm paired up with the girl with blue hair. Her real name is Luna.
I plop down next to her and look at her. "Hello.."? She asks. "Maddox". She hums.
"Settle down"! The teacher roars. We snap out heads to her directions. "I'm passing out directions". She tells.
As a girl passes out paper she gives me a look if pity. I shrug it off.
Looking at the paper it says.
1.Write an essay on each other
2. Draw each other
3. Tell your partner a secret no one else knowsA devious smile forms on my face. I know exactly what question I'm going to ask.
My smile turns into a frown at the thought she has to ask a question about me.
"Do you want to meet up at my house today"? I question. She nods her head in response.
"Here's my number". I murmur as I pass her a piece of paper. "Let me know when your on my way. I also put my address on the paper". The bell rings and all the students jolt up and scramble out of the room.
The teacher sighs in relif then groans as she realizes she has another class then it's her free period.
I snicker. Leaving going to my locker I put in my comb. 22-2-24.
My day continues throughout the same. Except for the nagging thought of Luna comeing over.
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