The New Girl

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Crosha was just sitting down on her favorite blue and yellow chair. She had brown hair with highlighted black strips of hair. She wore her favorite navy blue t-shirt and black pants. She also wore a black hoodie and wore converse shoes.

She felt like some part of her life was missing and she feels sad most of the time, even at school. Ever since she felt like some part of her life was missing, she started to block her friends and kept a very low profile.

So, Crosha was sitting on her chair at the porch waiting for the school bus to arrive. She ran away five years ago from her parents because of some family problems. It was horrible but she was able to survive alone without anyone to take care of her. It was 5:30 am and her school bus doesn't arrive until 6:00, she really wanted someone to talk with, but no one would be awake at this moment.

-6:00 am-

Honk hoooonnnkkkkkk

The school bus arrived.

Crosha turned to her house.

"Asfalés eínai na sas spíti mou afosíosis," she said to the house and walked to the bus.

As Crosha got on the bus, she immediately tried to find herself an area to sit. The only seat available was beside a girl whom she never met.

She shrugged as she sat down beside the mysterious person who was staring off to the distance.

"So do you always chant a safety spell on your house every time you leave it alone?

"How do you know?" Crosha asked and looked at her wrist where a small mark was burnt there. It was a golden sword which disappears if you looked at it the wrong way.

"So you have the mark," the girl said, as she still looked out the window. Maybe she tried to seem a bit creepy.

"You can see it? But how?"

"Because I'm just like you," the girl pulled her jacket upwards. There laid the same burnt mark only it was a golden shield.

Crosha gasped.

End of chapter 1. Hoped you liked it. Protro7.

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