Chapter 2 First Day At Mantra More High School

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I wake up this morning only to look at my alarm clock which told me time was '7:50am' then I looked at my calendar with the date circled for today and Today is my first day at Mantra More High School.

"Shit, I'm going to be late" I said raising my voice loudly, at this rate I'm going to be the center of attention. as fast as I could I put on my black and red dress and tied up my hair in a bun once I did I grabbed an apple and a banana for lunch and a can of tomato juice (rabbits blood) chucked it into my bag with my books and ran to school,when I got there everyone was inside so before I ran at my top speed I looked around to check just in case I missed anyone, and I didn't so I ran as fast as I could to my class room and straightened myself up and opened the door.

As I opened the door I realized that the teacher was no there yet, and everyone was staring at me. I looked around and I could hear a couple of the girls whispering "who is she, she doesn't go to this school" and the boys said " what is she wearing, it's so old fashioned" they whispered as quiet as possible, at that moment all I did was put my head down and walked to the back of the room hoping that no one would talk to me, but I was wrong the first person to walk up to me was a girl wearing a black dress and her black hair was swaying behind her highlighting her green eyes,she had her hands and fingers trying to make a picture frame with them, but all I did was stuff my face back into my arms on the desk.

"Excuse me but, who are you" she ask putting her arms down onto my desk, I was just about to answer when a loud 'CRASH' and the door slammed open there stood a girl with brown hair, blue eyes and wearing a green and White uniform and then at the top of her lungs she shouted "NNNEEEEEEWWWWW CCOOOOOMMMMMEEEEERR" and everyone, I mean everyone looked her and all she did was smile, "Akira Conzaki, where are you I was sent her to introduce you because the teacher was going to be late" she said lowering her voice, I guess she must of spotted me because then she walked all the way over to me, as I looked up I saw her standing over me "so your Akira, come on let's go to the front of the class" she said with a disappointed look on her face "no thank you I would rather just stay seated" I said trying to keep my voice low.

Then with no warning she took my hand picked me up and walk to the front of the class with me on her shoulder, put me down in front of everyone, and I was completely and utterly shocked that some one would ever do that if I had to describe her in one word, I would say weird, just plain weird.

"Say hi Akira and tell us a bit about yourself" she said it a cheerful tone like nothing happened.

"Um, hi I'm Akira Conzaki, and I'm new here" I said shyly.

"Come on" she said urging me to keep going.

"Uh, well I'm 16 th-" I suddenly stop and went over my words again trying not to look suspicious "I'm 16 years old"

"Well, then Akira welcome to mantra more high school I hope you enjoy it here" she said in a slightly annoyed voice.

As I walked backed to my desk I saw a boy sitting on a ledge beside the window with his white hair swaying in the wind and his mind drifting into outer space suddenly he looks my way with his green eyes staring dead into my soul,'du dun' I felt my heart rase,and again 'du dun' what was this feeling all He did was look at me and now this pain in my chest, is it fear no it can't be, if it's not fear than what is it.

As the period ended I headed out for my next class, trying to forget the feeling in my chest, as I get in front of the crowd I ran into a tall girl with dark blue hair and purple eyes,"ouch" I said while hitting my behind on the floor, she looks at me and her eyes narrow, I could see she was popular due to the amount of followers behind her,"what the hell do you think you are doing you little runt, who are you anyway, how dare you touch me" she said in disgust,"yeah, how dare you" 1 of her followers said backing up her boss.

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