The Beginning of the New Year

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I'm Kayla, I'm 15 and in my sophomore year. I'm the quiet one in class that looks like an odd ball. I'm dyed my hair this year to purple, so I can stand out a little. The day begins slowly, they do the whole nice teacher act and make us learn more about each other.

"Kayla will you stand and introduce yourself?" My home room teacher demands.

"I'm Kayla, I've been stuck in this town since I was born, and don't get on my nerves." I sit down.

"Ok, next is Zack."

"I'm Zack, I just moved here, and when I want something I usually get it." He smirks.

As class goes on I notice Zack staring at me and it begins to make me uncomfortable.

"Um, can I go to the restroom?" I ask urgently.

"Yes you may." I get up from my seat, and run to the restroom. I stare at myself in the mirror, and I look super pale. 

"Hey, look it's little Kayla." Says a senior as she walks in" you look terrible Kayla want me to lend you my makeup?"

"Yes please." She hands me the makeup.

"I heard that the new kid in town is in your homeroom," I nod," I also heard he was kicked out of his other school for beating up a girl."

"I only know his name is Zack."

"Be careful cause those rumors could be true."

"Thank you for the makeup. I'll see you after school." I walk out and walk back to the classroom. As I walk in, Zack stares at me till I sit down. I open my textbook and find a note on the first page. The note read:

[Stay out of my way and no one will get hurt.]



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