There I was standing outside of my new school(WestBrookeHigh)and from what I've heard they say that this school has been here for a very long.I walked to the office for my schedule "hello... is anybody here"I looked around to find help(man this place could use a fixer upper)"hi,can i help you miss"a lady with raven black hair approaches me "um yeah I'm new here Erin-Noelle"I said shly "oh yes here you are,I'm vice principal Overland welcome to West Brooke High"she shakes my with a friendly smile "maybe you can meet the principal later"she adds,i nodded while walking back to the hallway where I started.I looked around for my locker (324) but i had some trouble finding "can I help you" a girl who was probably my age with long black hair falling perfectly over her shoulders and a big smile plastered all over her face "yeah I'm having trouble finding my locker" i said looking around "first day huh yeah I've been there"she laughs lightly "so you would help" she nodded "what's your locker number"she asks "324" her face drops from a smile to a frown "did you say 324" as if she didn't quite comprehend "yes...is there a problem" she's creeping me out "324 is the number of the haunted locker" I looked a t her as if she was crazy "sure,there is no such thing as a haunted locker" I said unsure "you don't understand 324 is no ordinary locker"she says "how so" i questioned her "I can't explain it like he does,anyways here you're locker" she walks away quickly (weird) what can be so bad about it,I opened my locker to find a black piece of paper taped to the door "you're next" whispers into thin air, i froze in place as my eyes widen *bells rings* without hesitation i slammed my locker and ran to class(this school creepy)
