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Chapter 1

Today is the first official day of school. I am really excited, but nervous in the same time. I barely remember the name of classmate that sits next to me, so how can I learn all the names of other students and my new teachers?

"Hurry up honey! I made breakfast for you and school starts in 30 minutes." yelled my mom.

"I'll be there in a minute." I replied.

I really don't know what to wear... I want to look good, but not too professional. I opened the closet and picked my favorite white dress with flower pattern. Dress can't look bad. Although it's September the weather is still quite hot, so I will wear flat sandals and blue denim jacket. I don't put much makeup on, not just because I am too lazy to do it, but I think that it is just a waste of time. You don't go to school to impress someone, it's just school... Nothing to look forward to.

I went downstairs and said hello to my mom. She goes to work at 8, so she drives me to school. It's great, because I don't have to take a bus or be in a hurry right after I wake up. Plus she is an amazing cook and I love her breakfast- tasty cinnamon pancakes with drizzled maple syrup and sliced apples on top, yummy!

"Hope you will like your new school darling. Remember, be polite, kind and always stay yourself. " advised mom.

"Thanks for you advice. I really appreciate it." I smiled at her and went to the bathroom.

I brushed my teeth, made a quick ponytail and went to school. I was standing in front of my classroom and thinking. Oh my gosh... It's happening, it's happening. I went to the class, sit down and said hello to my classmate. We chatted for a while and then prepared for our first lesson which was English. I am not very into this subject, it's just so boring.

The bell rang and a teacher came into the class saying good morning. She sit down and put her notebooks on the desk.

"So again, good morning class. I should introduce myself at first." her voice was really quiet and calm so I had to concentrate to hear her properly.

"My name is Mrs Murphy and I am your English teacher. We are going to meet 7 times a week, which is 7 times more than we all want, because I also teach you Geography." we laughed.

She told us what are we going to study this year and what we should expect. Just unimportant stuff...

"She's really nice, isn't she?" whispered my classmate.

"Uhm... I don't think so." I replied. "I think she's a psychopath. Look at her. She is acting so calm and her voice is so monotonous. It's intimidating to me."

"Haha, what? You are weird." she giggled.

I really don't know why I think she's a psychopath. She is just different then other teachers. Not in a physical way. I would say that she looks quite good. She could be around 40. She is maybe 170 centimeters tall and quite thin. She has pretty strong jaw line and small rose pink lips. Her hair ends slightly above shoulders. It's really nice light color, but I bet that she's not originally blonde, because of her dark brown roots, brows and also her big brown eyes. Those eyes... They look beautiful that they scare me. It's not a typical dark brown. Her eyes shine although they're dark. How can they be so unique? You can't even describe the colour. It's fascinating. I haven't ever seen eyes like these before.

"Alexa. Alexandra. ALEXA!"

"What?!" I turned around and found out that the lesson has just finished after Jane yelled at me.

"You've been starring at something for thirty minutes! Did you even hear what was Mrs Murphy talking about?" she asked.

"I have no idea and I really don't care."

"OK. Come with me to the cafeteria, I am starving."

We bought some food and survived other boring lessons where teachers just introduced themselves. All the excitement and stress disappeared somehow. It was just a boring day, like in every school, right?

I went home and watched TV since we didn't get any homework so far. I was thinking about the lesson with Mrs Murphy. She's such a weird person. I am really not excited to see her again. It's just so confusing, I don't know what I should expect from her. Some teachers are strict, some are crazy or they treat you like a child, so you know if you like them or not. But this teacher was different and I still don't know if it's in good or bad way. We will see...