Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

"Abigail Reynolds, right?" The reception lady asked, smiling from ear to ear.

"Yes," I replied. Smiling back shyly, I brushed my blonde hair back behind my ears nervously.

She handed me a slip and some lesson schedules. I muttered 'thanks' as I turned away from the reception counter.

You're the transfer student here, Abby, you're not the geek or the nerd back when you're in Seattles. No one's gonna know you, I reassured myself, trying not to be that anxious on the first day of school.

As I was walking along the corridor, a hand patted my shoulder. Instinctively, I turned around and see who it was.

In front of me, was a really pretty girl, stunning even. She's got dark brown hair with some blonde highlights. Her eyes were big, like emeralds. Her nose's perfectly straight, with some freckles across her face. She got dimples when she grinned.

She seemed nice, I thought to myself. Without thinking, I leaned closer to her.

"Hey!" The girl greeted me, she beamed, "I'm Quinn, and you?"

"Hi, I'm Abigail Reynolds. Call me Abbie if you want," I gave her a smile of a Cheshire Cat and continued, "I'm the transfer student."

Rolling her eyes, Quinn smirked, " The transfer student, I see. Need some help with finding your class?"

"Oh of course. I'm having Brown's class later. Room 307?" I asked, unsure.

Quinn's eyes sparkled in delight, and nearly squealed, she gushed excitedly, blushing,

"We're having the same class! And you know what that means? We're going to have class with Tristan!"

WHO THE HELL IS TRISTAN?

I guess I look puzzled because Quinn explained to me almost immediately.

"Tristan rules the school. He's not the cliche quarterback but the son of The Kingston. Yes yes, he's the Tristan Kingston. Don't look surprised. He's here because his aunt is our principal, Mrs Dells! And not to mention that he's super gorgeous and hot and a genius with the IQ of 200-"

I froze.

"Tristan Kingston?" I was trying hard not to pass out at this very moment.

The Tristan Kingston who is known as Mr. Einstein? He's my freaking idol! Or am I dreaming?

"Yesssshhhh! I KNOW RIGHT?" Quinn's eyes widened with excitement and amusement, "I still can't believe it!"

I froze again. And I stared at my slip again for the hundredth time.

Room 307. Brown's class. Mathematics class for The E Team.

The E Team.

The Elite Team.

The team which consisted of seven elites.

"The E Team?" I was shivering so badly. Meeting Quinn's eyes again, I swallowed and squeaked, "You're Quinn Genervia?"

"Yes I am," she expressed a large mischievous grin, and declared, "and I suppose you're now one of us, Abbie."

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A/N: hi guys so this is basically the first time I upload my work on wattpad. I know it might not be like very amusing or interesting like the other amazing books on wattpad, but still I hope you would enjoy it<3 please vote and follow^^

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