Chapter 1

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Monday, 6:45 a.m.

The alarm rings, and I look at the time, 6:45 a.m.

"Ughh" I moan. I get up to brush my teeth. Then I picked out a beige color blouse, dark blue jeans, and white heels. I put on neutral lipstick. And put my hair into a high ponytail.

I looked at the clock, 7:00 a.m.

I grab my phone and go downstairs. I stop to make some toast in the kitchen, because I had to get to the school by 7:30.

I spread the toast with butter. And grabbed my keys making my way to the car. I owned a BMW I8. My father put alot of money in my bank account. But I like to make my own money. So I have a side account for my own savings.

I starting eating my toast while driving to school.

I looked at the clock, 7:25 a.m.

I walk in the school building, while the pervy students whistle at me. I laughed and kept walking.

I walked in my class and all the students yelled,

"Hey Ms.Hope!" 

"Hey guys" I responded back.

I sat down at my desk and did attendance.

"Cameron?"

"Here!" he yelled.

"Lisa?"

"Present" she said. I smiled at her. She was one of my bright students.

"Gary?"

"Daddy's here!" he yelled. Everybody laughed. I looked at him with a really look. I did the rest of attendance.

I teach Math, Pre Algabra.

"Alright kids! Can someone solve this problem for me?" I asked as they all look at the bored reading 3.14×7+23.

Lisa called out the answer. And everybody looked at her with a mug. The class didn't really like lisa, because she always knew the answer.

I did more problems with the class. Lisa answered most of them. The bell ranged indicating it was time for my other class to come.

They all came in and we solved problems and did paper work.

I looked at the clock, 11:15. 3 more minutes and the lunch bell rings. So I let them have freetime.

When the bell finally rings, I collect their paper work and put them in my desk drawer.

I had brought lunch with me. So I walk to the teacher lounge and started eating my lunch.

Mr.Simmons walked in. He was 21. He worked for my father. But he works as a teacher also.

"Hey Miyah" he said.

"Hi ken how's my dad?" I asked.

"He's been doing great, everything is going good." he said nervously.

"Ken what's wrong?" I asked worried.

"Someone stole 100,000 worth of drugs, and he's killing alot of people until they confess. And I don't wanna die!" he said dramatically.

I laughed at his goofiness.

"It's not funny miyah. Ride with me, so you can control your father." he said.

"Fine, but if you get shot don't blame me." I said. My dad was very young. He's 36. He had me young with mom. And they took care of me since.

I looked at the clock, 12:30 p.m.

The bell rings making me and ken go back to our class.

2 in a half hours later.

I look at the clock, 3:25.

Everyone cleans up and waits at the door when the bell rings.

The bell finally rings and I walk out with my belongings and rode home.

I changed into my white crop top, grey sweats and white nike air force 1's.

The doorbell rings and I open the door, revealing Ken.

"Ight, let's go" he said. I lock up the house and follow him to his car.

We make our way on the other side of town. And when we get to the house, it was dead bodies every where.

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