A/N: I wanted to change my banner but then the one I made has a wrong resolution. It wouldn't look good if I used that so I just made a collage. I love the first one I made but much to my dismay, I don’t think I can use it. :’(
Picture on the side is Cassandra in her outfit when she goes to her new school.
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Cassandra’s POV:
It was a peaceful Monday morning and the sun was shining brightly. I stopped staring out the window of my room and checked my digital clock beside my bed. It was 6:00 am and school starts at 8:00 am so I hurriedly jumped out of bed. I ran inside the bathroom, stripped naked, and hopped into the shower. After 30 minutes, I ran out of the shower and got dressed into a grey shirt that says “Wing Bitch” on the front. Then I put some leather jeans and a few accessories and slipped my black and yellow converse on. I ran downstairs into the kitchen… then I hurriedly devoured my meal. After eating, I checked out my wrist watch and saw that it was still 7:15 am. Thank God I have more time. My dad gave me and Kath our own cars so we didn’t have to go together. Oh this day keeps getting better and better. I smiled as I ran to the garage and saw my new car. OMG! My dad bought me the new model of Lamborghini, the 2013 Pink Lamborghini Gallardo! It looks so beautiful and awesome! It was so smooth and shiny that I can see my own reflection in it. Eeeeeeep! I officially love this day!!! I know I’m crazy so sue me but seriously? Who wouldn’t be as happy as I am if they were given a car as cool as this! Beside it was a car that I assumed is Kath’s. It was a hot pink Toyota Solara Convertible. It looks cute! I’m pretty sure she would love that, it suits her in a way. I unlocked my car and ran inside, I put my seatbelt on then I started the engine. My car roared to life and then I started driving on my way towards the school with the help of my trusty GPS Navigation Watch.
Within 10 minutes, I reached our school which isn’t that far from our house. I was surprised when I saw our new school. It looks so huge and royal-like. I have never seen any school like it before. It was of a color peach, orange and a shade of red. The parking lot was also very spacious. There were lots of cars already parked and I saw a flock of students scurrying inside the school, some students were chatting around the enormous building. I saw lots of people staring at my car in awe as I drove around to find an empty space. I found an empty parking lot at the west side of the parking lot and parked my car right there. I unlocked my car and slowly stepped out. Lots of people stared at me; some boys were looking at me as if I was some God or something while a few girls were looking at me like I am some disease. Tssss… well aren’t those girls sweet… NOT!
I locked my car and walked to the front doors of the school. As I walked in, everyone stopped doing what they were doing and started staring at me. Everyone got quiet and felt my cheeks burn in flames. I have a slight stage fright and one thing I hate is people looking at me, it makes me feel as if I am naked in front of them. Ughhh, I shivered thinking of it. I pretended not to notice them staring at me and looked around the inside of the school in amazement, it has antique vases in each corner and statues were lined up like in a museum, the ceiling has a huge chandelier that looked very expensive. There was also an enormous staircase in the far west side of the school. I checked my class schedule and saw that English is my homeroom and my first class is Mathematics. Oh great! I have always loved Math, I was always good at it, and I even tutor my other classmates when they don’t understand our lesson.
I walked around the school and tried to be familiar with the rooms. Lots of people still kept staring at me but no one would dare talk to me. I felt sad. Why? Do I look horrible or what? Pfft, nevermind, I’ll just mind my own business. Suddenly, as I walked up the staircase, I saw a girl being surrounded by other girls and they looked like they were screaming bad stuff at her. I saw the girl being bullied stare at me, her eyes were watery and they looked like they were begging for help so I hurriedly ran to the girls and stopped them from bullying her.
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