Middle school

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Hey guys! I Decide that I should just skip till there 13 already cause girl I can write that long!
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Erzas P.o.v

I checked myself again in the mirror. " Perfect." I say. My brother Alex peeks out of the door. " Are you ready for school Mom is waiting for you!" Alex said. I nod and rolled my eyes. Brothers. Today is the first day of middle school and I can hardly wait. Me and Gray still hang out and stuff and I cant wait to see him again cause he and his family had a vacation to Florida. We got to the car and drove off. In the middle of the drive I checked my outfit to see if there was no maple syrup on it.

Good no maple syrup

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Good no maple syrup. We finally arrived at the school. " Bye sweetie have a good first day!" My mom said. I waved. I don't really care if I get bullied okay never mind scratch that out I will care but I doubt that. Every pair of eyes were on me. Whispers from girls and whistles from boys. Ugh not a good welcoming. I looked at my schedule. Great I don't even know where my class is. " Hey my names Mirajan but call me Mira for short president of the school do you need anything or any help?" Mira said. " Oh thank god yes and my name is Erza Jackson." I say in relief.

NOTE: Jackson is Erzas last name since Scarlet was her fake moms last name!

" How can I help you Erza?" Mira said with a sweet smile. " Well I dont know where the French room is do you mind helping me?" I say. " Of course right this way!" She said leading me to the room. I thanked her and sat down in the middle row. The place was filled with students and I can tell the rows connect with each and everyone of them

Front: Nerds

Middle: Newbies

Far middle: Gossiping

Back end: Popular

I try to look for raven hair but I cant spot him. " Comon Gray." I whisper. To late because the teacher already came in. " Hello class my name is Mr. Flapjack and I will be your homeroom teacher." He said. I sort of snickered at his last name like who has a last name named Flapjack? He started to say French words that I didn't even know what each word meant. It got a little boring so I fiddled around with my pen. Then I heard some steps from the door. " Sorry I was late." A voice said very familiar.

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