Death Treasure

Chapter 1

I started running. I couldn't be late again. Not for my first day of Junior High. Excitement shot through me. Classes started in twenty minutes. I ran faster. The air pulling my neatly combed hair out from under my jacket.

A city bus pulled to the curb at my stop. A group had gathered around the door slowly getting in. I wondered how many of them were going to the same school as me. There were so many unfamiliar faces. A boy about the same age as me held onto a pole to keep from bumping into a little girl beside him. I hoped he was in grade seven like me. He was super cute. Freckles spread across his nose. His brown hair hung lose across his green eyes. He was perfect. He looked uncomfortably at me and I realized I had been staring, so I turned to the window.

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The bus screeched to a stop in front of a tall building. On the left top side it read 'St. Rita's Junior high school'. Everyone around me had started to get up and i heard the shuffling of people picking up bags, books and anything they might have brought. I quickly grabbed my striped backpack and bag of school supplies. Stepping out of the bus I looked at the feild of the school. There were people everywhere getting into lineups with class numbers ahead of them. In front of them all was a tall man with big glasses and a thick beard. he held his hand up waiting for everyone to be quiet. Slowly, and I mean very slowly, the huge mass of students became quiet untill finally all anyone  heard was the wind on the trees and shuffling of feet.

"Welcome to St. Rita's junior high school." the man in the front announced. " I am your principal Mr. Gustivore. We will start off with grade sevens. I will read out the name of class and then one by one all students in the class. Here we go!"

I looked around. Which ones were grade seven?

"7-1, your teacher is Mrs. Eagle. First student, Alice Bifferd." A short red haired girl walked up to the teacher who wore a name tag that said 'Mrs. Eagle'. More and more students were called and the line got longer and longer. Until the principal told that was the whole class and the teacher led them away.

I looked around to see the students remaining. The cute boy I had seen on the bus earlier was still there. In my mind I did a little dance. He would be in my class.

"7-2, you're with Mrs. Millase. Amanda Ailye" That's me. I slowly walked up to the thin teacher in the front trying to walk naturally.

"Jacob Anders" I turned and saw the cute boy with the freckles walk up to me. Why was he walking to me? to talk? Oh. This was his class. Of course. So that's his name! Jacob. I quickly turned so that he wouldn't think I was staring at him again. When all the students were called the teacher beckoned me to follow her as she led us down the hallways.