Chapter One

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It was my first day at my new school and I know no one. But since I moved from England I guess things have changed, no tea and crumpets for me here. I'm now a American Resident. I put on my outfit (black vest top, white jeans and glossy high heels)  and then stepped out the house with my breakfast bar at hand. I make sure I lock the door before I get in my car. Then I set off for school, "Stitches" by Shawn Mendes is such a good song. I don't think he is so great though, living the pop star life and probably don't give one damn about his fans. I pull in outside the posh building.

I walk into my first lesson and I asked the teacher where I can sit, he told me there is a seat between these two girls. One was called Isabelle but everyone called her Izzy, she was red head and really pretty and she had a 5SOS tee-shirt on, I guess she liked them. The other was called Lily, she had mousy-brown wavy hair and was also really pretty. I sit next to them and Izzy and me had a connection straight away and Lily was quite shy so it took her a little while. But then to my surprise, a tall brown haired boy walked in...

"Isn't that-" I said.
"Shawn Mendes?" Izzy said.
"Yeah!" I was very confused, why doesn't he go to the school for stars.

He walked past me and bumped into my chair. He just starred at me as he sat down next to Lily.

"Mr Mendes, your late. That's detention!" The teacher said.

I stood up and went to sharpen my pencil and the teacher stood up and crossed his arms and gave me a stern look.

"Miss Hughes?" He looked at me.
"Yes?" I said confused.
"Why are you out of your seat?" He looked at me even more stern.
"That's detention!"

The bell rung and the teacher shouted Mr Mendes and Miss Hughes detention after school!

"So detention buddy... Your new right?" He asked me.

I looked round for Izzy and Lily and after a few mini seconds I saw Izzy hugging a boy.

"Oh your friend is dating my best friend Calum. As in Calum Hood from 5SOS." He told me.
"So, your new?"
"Yes, and I'm late for my next class!" I said.
"Where are you from?" He asked me.
"Britain! Now I have to go!" I shouted
"Well it's different here in America it goes first lesson, break, next lesson, lunch, next lesson, break. Come with me lets go to the music room!" He told me and dragged me away .

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