Chapter 1: Vividity

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Surviving high school is one of the biggest stepping stones in life. And where do I study? I study at the Oxford High-School Academy here in Britain. In my state now,Things are settled in a diplomatic way, most things are said behind the back.

Unlike in the animal world, we beat the living daylights of each-other. Oh how I wish, it was done just that way, Instead of me not showing the real side of myself to the others. The Queen B, It Girl, The School's Barbie, What more can be worse than to be known as a pampered, posh, and spoilt creature by the whole student body? 50 push-ups, 100 sit-ups,

100 jumping jacks, 30 bench-presses, lifting weights of 100 pounds. Wow it's like I'm having a free military course training. And don't get me wrong, I'm not a Herculean. I'm not posh nor a living woman powerhouse. Living in a world of hostility changed my persona of life. I lived not feeling the presence of my biological parents. I've been raised by the Jones, heir of the biggest IT company in the whole state. With them beside me is like a world full of California dreams with a big big big corresponding responsibility. What responsibility, you may say? My legitimate mother, Alicia Jones, is a spy for a secret community which is legalized and has the support of the government. She is bulging me to be apart of it to seek revenge for the loss of my biological parents. "Case, Here's the truth, only but the truth and nothing but the truth.. I was entrusted by your mother to take care of you if anything would happen to them during their mission to retrieve and cipher once again, all the documents stolen by Agent Luke and Daem. A fight went on. Cuts were bleeding, Blood was shedding , wounds were opening, their Faith was shaking. For all you know, They killed eachother. I'm sorry for just saying it to you now."

Amazed by those words, I felt heebie-jeebies come into my sight. The room was in silence. I nodded before her and went away from her sight. Thus, after knowing what occurred during the distant past, there is nothing I'll do better than revenge. Well ofcourse..in a humane and conventional manner. *Ring ring ring*

Bothersome sounds penetrating through my ears.

"A-AAAAHHHH! Casey, After 5 minutes..You wake up.. Okay?" as I say to my self while pressing the snooze button.

"Oh yes, okay.."

*Ring ring ring*

"That was fast, ugh. Fine!"

Crawling up my way out of bed, I stretch my drained muscles to awaken my senses.

I rushed to the shower and bathed for a few minutes. Grabbed my clothes and got dressed. Hastily ran like lightning on the way to the car.

Now arrived here at school.

"Take a deep breath and walk through the doors, it's the morning of your very first day." as I say to myself with gusto.

When I enter the room, it feels like I'm the center of attention.

"Hi Casey, you look beautiful today, Oops I mean each and every day!"

"Hey miss perfect."

I've been smothered with praises and compliments. Same old, same old mesmerising comments.

Being stuck up with all their sightings about me, I was acting like a woman in her own world. Twirling gracefully around the campus. Unknowingly, bumping into a guy who is charming and carries himself very well. Eyes like burnt holes in a blanket, daggers in his smile, and just by the look of his skin texture, it looks velvety as fabric. Blue eyed introvert as far as it seems. My eyes were fixated on him, and his was on me. I never felt so much intimacy just looking in one's eyes, it's very weird.

"Excuse me, you're blocking my way!", I yelled knowing it was the only way to break the ice.

"Whatever.", he replied, withdrawing the conversation with me.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 20, 2013 ⏰

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