Old Friends

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Elizabeth's Pov

I woke up early and went down stairs to see food ready. "Good morning, little sister. You're early today." Margaret said, standing by the door frame. She then went to get the food from the stove to the table. "Veronica's still asleep."

"You didn't have to cook, Caramel was supposed to do it." I told her, She just shrugged.

"So, Why're you early?" She asked, staring to eat and so did I.

"Oh, it's because i'm going to a new school, Remember?" 

She was concentrated on her food, like she didn't hear me. "Margaret?" I asked quietly, She still looked at her food.

"Margaret?" I asked again, a little louder. It looked like it worked, "Oh! i'm sorry, I was just absorbed in my studies lately. i'm really sorry, I have to get going." She stood up.

"Well, An honor student has to do what she has." I stood up as well, done eating. As I was about to leave the room, I saw Caramel, our maid. I just call her Caramel because her hair is light brown. She was Tying her hair in a bun. But when she saw me, she got startled.

"Oh, Elizabeth Good Morning! Why are you up early?"

"Margaret cooked Breakfast today." I smiled, answering her question.

"Alright then." She nodded and proceeded to fix the used plates on the sink.

I went up stairs to my room. I took a bath and got ready. Once I was done, I brushed my teeth and took my bag. "I'm going!" I hollered, no response. 

I shrugged, walking out and entering my car and began to drive to school.

I parked my car on a free spot in front of the school, I was aware of where I was going since I had an hour tour last Saturday. Good thing I agreed.

I walked down the hall, seeing a blue door. I entered and saw a man with pink hair sitting on the table.

"Ah, Ms. Liones. Good morning, here are your schedules and the combination for your locker." He handed me the papers, "Thank you, Sir Gil."

With that, I left and headed to my locker. Once I found it, went on to open it. Then, the locker next to me suddenly opened, I looked to the side and it closed. I saw a girl with short hair, a part of her hair covering her other eye. Like me.

"Oh hello! I'm sorry if I scared you. I'm Liz." The girl introduced, I smiled at her. "Elizabeth." 

"I'm guessing you're new?" She asked, I nodded and the bell suddenly rang.

"Oh, i'm sorry. I have to go to class." She apologized and started to run to her class. I looked for mine, once I got there I sat down on a free seat next to a girl with pig tails. 

"Diane?" I poked her back and she looked at me with a smile, once she saw me, her eyes went wide.  "Elizabeth!" She then suddenly hugged me.

"How come you're here?" She asked as soon as she let go. Once we had the chance to talk about anything, a teacher came in the room.

"Good morning everyone, before we head to our lesson, we have a new student. Elizabeth Liones?" He asked, I stood up and everyone stared at me.

"I'm Hendrickson. Elizabeth, Please introduce yourself." He smiled, I took a deep breath.

"Hi everyone, I'm Elizabeth Liones. I'm 16 and I was home schooled before I got here." 

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The bell rang after a while, I stood up and took my stuff. Before I could leave, Diane pulled me back. "You're not going anywhere." She smirked, I laughed and rose my brow. 

"So, You're finally with us." She told me, I gave her a surprised look then grinned.  "Where are the others anyway?" 

"King was in the classroom a while ago, You didn't notice him since he was sleeping his ass off again. Ban was obviously late and Well, Meliodas, he just didn't show up" She told me.

"What happened for the past years? How is everyone?" I asked, wanting to know more about my old friends.

"Well, Everyone's still the same. Except for someone." Diane stopped talking when we got to her locker.

She pointed to her right, I didn't seem to notice anyone there but were were near my locker and we saw Liz and a blonde.

"Meliodas?" I asked, They heard me and looked my way.

"Oh hello, And you are?" Meliodas faced me, I looked at Diane and she had the same expression as me. Shock.

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