Chapter 2

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'Beep' 'Beep'

My alarm clock kept making that annoying beep noise.

I groaned, and felt around the nightstand for my alarm clock. Once I found it, I quickly turned it off. I rotated my body so that now I was facing the wall. I flutter my eyes open, only to be blinded by the light.

My eyes were all weird right now, because I had just woken up. I lazily get up, and start putting on my clothes. I then go over to my makeup table and start applying my regular makeup routine.

Eyeliner, mascara, and a light brown eyeshadow that makes my blue eyes pop.

I quickly grab my wand, and plug it in to the outlit. As I wait for it to heat up a decent amount, I go into the bathroom and brush my dark brown pin straight hair, so it doesn't look like a glob. I then grab my toothbrush and toothpaste, and brush my teeth for 3 minutes straight.

I open my mouth to view my white, straight teeth. This summer, I had gotten contacts, and I got my braces off.

I close my bathroom door, and walk back over to my makeup table. I take the wand and make sure it's warm enough.

"Ahh!" I hiss at the wand, that just burnt my hand. I look at the palm of my hand, and see a red burn.

I just decided to worry about that later. I most definitely do NOT want to be late for my first day of school.

I begin curling every little strand of hair I could find. I find a cute bow, and take to little pieces of hair and bring then backwards towards my ear, and braid then when they connect in the back.

I finish the braid, and use an elastic band to hold it, adding a clip on bow, to make it cute.

I look at my reflection in the mirror, moving around my now curled hair, so it looks nice. I grab my jacket, because it's winter, and I slip on my boots.

Turning so my body is now facing my full body mirror, I check myself over just to be sure I look alright.

I'm wearing a black and white long sleeved crop top, with just a little bit of skin showing, to the very up of where my belly button starts. Basically, at the bottom of my belly button.

Then I have my dark denim skinny jeans, that fit my body perfectly.

Last but not least, my brown uggs. That way my feet don't get cold in the snow. Tennis shoes or sneakers would never do the trick.

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I walk downstairs and see my mom cooking breakfast. Looking at the clock, I see its 7:10. I have lots of time left.

Once breakfast is done, I clear my plate in the trash can and then start to clean the plate. Not forgetting to put it in the dishwater.

I grab money for lunch, along with my car keys. "Bye mom, bye dad" I tell my parents, kissing both of their cheeks.

"Have a fun day. Don't cause trouble. Be safe. And no drugs" my mom told me, giving me a hug, as well as a kiss on the cheek.

"Of course mother" I tell my mom nodding my head. My parents are very strict about drugs & alcohol. Considering most teenagers around my age are already involved in that stuff.

I say one last good bye, before I drive off to school. The roads are really slippery, considering it snowed last night. Luckily, only about 1-2 inches of snow fell.

I pulled into an empty parking spot I found. I tuck my lunch money in my pocket, along with my phone, and grab my backpack.

I swing my backpack over one of my shoulders, and go inside the office.

The office is very decent looking. Nice furniture, everything is organized, and really comfortable chairs. Plus the smell is to die for. It smells like freshly picked flowers.

"Hello, my name is Page Holmes. I'm a new student, and I'm here for my schedule" I tell one of the office workers.

"Here you are dear. Have a nice day. If there is any problems, feel free to let us know" the office lady handed me my schedule, and gave me a nice warm smile. I returned the smile, and grabbed my schedule.

Hmm.. My first hour is science, room 407.

"Excuse me" I ask a teacher I spotted walking by. At least I think he's a teacher..

"Yes?" The man asked.

"I'm looking for room 407. May you please tell me where it is?" I kindly asked the man.

My mother always told me to use manners. She taught me to be mature, and use kind words. Also, that fighting is never the solution. You always use your words to express how you feel. I'm not gonna lie, but we are a pretty wealthy family. At least not right now though. But I'm not trying to brag. Never in a million years would I be one of those girls who brag about their family being rich.

"Indeed I do. That happens to be my classroom. Are you new?" He asked me back, with a very welcoming smile.

Man, these teachers and staff are really nice.

"Yes, I am" I told the man, returning his smile.

"Come with me" he said, motioning his hands for me to follow him.

"I am Mr. Brown, in case you were wondering" he said, as we continued to walk.

Once we were in the classroom, all eyes fell on me. I really hate it how people have to stare at you when you enter a classroom.

"Class, this is our new student, uhh what's your name?" Mr. Brown asked me.

"Page Holmes" I replied to him with a look that told him it was ok that he didn't know.

"Page, why don't you sit at that empty desk right there" Mr. Brown said, pointing to a desk in the back of the room. Of course it's in the back..

I walked over to the desk and sat down. Some classmates still stared at me, while others looked like they could care less.

I moved around uncomfortably, not liking that they were staring at me. I guess Mr. Browns noticed thankfully.

"Class, there is no need to stare. Let's carry on with the lesson" He had told the class, and everyone turned back around.

We all got out our notebooks and took notes. I have to admit, science is a really boring subject, but Mr. Brown is really funny. He made jokes about everything.

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Soon lunch came by. I went to my locker, and put all of my textbooks inside. I don't need any of them, because surprisingly, I was caught up.

I turn around and start walking to lunch. Everybody started moving to the side of the hallway. I was really confused to I turn around. I wish I didn't.

Just as I turn around I see a boy, a really cute boy. Then everything goes black.

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