Chapter 1

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Hi there my name is Jonathan James and I'm gonna tell you a little bit about my self as a teenager I am (by the way) fourteen I like to find why and what people think about. As for me I like thinking about the future yeah weird I know but its something that I do best I am really depressed and disappointed that my family and I had to leave Australia I had finally gotten used to Sydney and I have left all my friends there but new beginnings are always good right school starts tomorrow Bilger Crest High (B.C.H). Hope that the people are as interesting as the name

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School a new part of my life in new york. No wait high school even better biography, social studies, and ofcourse German what could be better than that. I'm carrying a bag with the wall of China in it but I can guess that it's only getting started the first years walk into the hall I'm one of them a helpless little soul among the huge year fives I almost trip over a second year's foot.

In the hall the principal Mrs Ramphonock welcomes the first years and tells them the rules of the school one of the rules I hate is the no graffiti rule it makes me feel like I need to do it for no reason. On my way to class I bumped into another first year its a girl I stop to pick up my books and she does the same for hers we both reach for the geography text book and thats when I saw her face she's pretty I think to myself she had long blonde hair, grey eyes, light green glasses and an absolutely amazing and jaw dropping gaze "sorry I wasn't looking" she stuttered as she tried to avoid eye contact.
"It's fine I wasn't looking either" I reply she gets up "thanks for helping me". She says glancing at the geography text book still in my hands I get up and hand it to her "My names Johnathan but you can call me John" I stutter these words out "I'm Jennifer, Jenn for short" she puts her books against her chest and says bye she stops after a steps and turns around "see you later I guess" I don't know what happened. But I felt a small tingling feeling in my chest I turned around and went to my first class of high school here.

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