Chapter 1 - The Letter

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Wilma's POV

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This is called the craziness question to myself.

My name is Wilma Hunterly the.... school nerd. Bullies bullied me. My grade is high as usual. My hair is not eben brush that my mother want to bring me to the salon.

Well... I just want peace at the library but before that I need to go to my first class. Science.

Piece of cake.

I was walking to the hall to go to my Science classroom.

"Do you heared about Two cute guys are transferies here!?"

"The blonde one is freaking hot."

"The brown haired guy is cute"

Early gossip. 4 new transferies from they called Falcon High. I dont even heard of that school...

I reached the Science room and sat in the back. I dont want to be notice.

People started filling the chairs. The popular girls--- I mean bullies are in the front.

Mint Prunes is seating at one of the jocks lap. They kiss. Peoeple doesnt even react. Well the teacher is not even here. Her long perfect manicured nails touch the jock's lips and the hand of the jock guy started going under her shirt but the teacher is here. Finally , the commercial is over.

4 more students that I never seen before sat in the back --- I meant at my right.

I mean I am the only one at the back row mostly my classmates wants attention.

They must be the 4 transferies. 3 blondes and one black.

They look like... tough.

A cold one.

A cassanova.

A fashionista.

A goody one....

Prof. Winter called the 4 transferies .... beside me.

They got in front and introduce themselves.

"Mona Fair" The fashionista said.

"Mysty Song" The goody one said

"James Greenwood" He wink at us especially the girls.

"Arthur Song" The cold one said.

They look .... normal.

"Thank you, ok now class open your textbooks at page 58" Prof. Winter said.

The 4 tranferies go back to their seats.

When the class is dismiss I got to my locker... just to find a letter.

I opened it and it said

Dear Wilma Hunterly

You dont know anything about your parent's job. You believe that your father work as a police while your mother an accountant. Well... so sad to say, you are wrong. Hunterly are family of secrets. Especially your parents. Do you even think that your father need to go to San Francisco for just a police job? Your mother at Las Vegas? You in New York? They are hidding something from you.

May I send a letter to you again.

Your secret enemy... Sonhoods.

Who is Sonhoods?

My parent's job? Hunterly family of secrets?

Who might send this letter?

I put the letter at my jean's pocket. I started walking towards the library until I bumped to someone...

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