Chapter 2

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        After a little while I dreadfully drag myself onto school property. I begin to hear the giggle of the devil and her followers. Maddison Cyr, Jennifer Dixon, and Sarah Smith. Yes, Smith, sadly my older step-sister is one of the devils twins and she tells the most info because she, sadly, lives with me. I feel rocks hit my back as I walk past them, not even giving a glance. I hear them say things like "She's such a slut," "Pig face," "Look at her legs jiggle." I hurry my pace and open the school doors.

        Maddison has long blonde hair, perfect pink lips, basically everything that I described perfect to be. She even has the jock boy toy. But so does her followers, stereotypical right?

        Jennifer has black hair and crystal blue eyes and she's the dramatic backstabbing diva, just like Maddison.

        Sarah has brown hair and ocean blue eyes and she's the fun, giggly and lying type. Lets just say we're complete opposites.

        I go to my favorite teachers class and knock on the door before I walked in. She was sitting at her desk grading some papers. I had her for Homeroom, Music and Langue Arts. Her name was Abigail Page but everyone calls her Ms. P.

        Ms. P has black hair, paper white skin, and emerald green eyes. Her outfits consigns of black or gray pencil skirts and a button up blouse, but unlike my teachers she wears a rose choker.

        "Hello Miss Smith." She said in a warm voice.

        "Hi..." I quietly mumbled.

        She looks up from the paper she was correcting and sighed, "Who is it now Alex?"

        "Just the usual. I'm fine though." I half smiled, "So what are we doing in class today?" I said quickly changing topics.

        "Actually I wanted to ask you something. If you don't mind."

        "Shoot." I smiled, jumping up onto a desk.

        "There will be a new kid today and from what I can gather will be in the same classes as you but two of them, and he is also like you bullied and quiet. I was wondering if you be able to help him out. If he gives you trouble just tell me. Okay?"

        "Okay, I'll do it."

        Just then there was a small knock on the door and a guy with longish black hair came in, "I was told you had someone to help me around?" He said in a soft yet rough voice.

        Ms. P smiled and waved him in, "Yes, Jeff this is Alexandra Smith. She'll be the one to help you out."

(Jeff profile)

        The girl with white hair named Alexandra pulled down her sleeves and smiled a little.

        "Hi." She mumbled quietly.

        "Hey." I "smiled" back.

        "Okay guys," Ms. P spoke, "Alex show him to the first class, the bell rings in ten."

        Alexandra nodded, "Okay bye Ms. P."

        As soon as we got out of the room she quickly turned around making me jump with how fast she did turn, and with what she said next shocked me.

        "I'm sorry and keep up."

        I was about to question why she said that but she soon started speed walk down the hall taking a sharp left to a locker.

        "This is your locker. Mine's right next to you so get ready for your classes while I do the same. By the way you can call me Alex." She smiled a little.

        I heard giggles as I began to put my stuff away that I didn't need, I sensed Alex tense up.

(Alexandra's profile)

        'Shit shit shit shit shit!' I repeat in my head as I look around in the hall. Jessica, Maddison and Sarah were walking my way, giggling their pretty fake head off and pointing at me. They walked up to me and Sarah pushed me into the locker and took my notebook.

        "Sarah give it back." I said quietly.

        She just giggle and opened it. I was starting to get extremely pissed.

       "Sarah give it back now." I growled.

       "What the fuck are you drawing?! Wow you're such a freak."

       I snapped a little inside as I shove Sarah down and rip my notebook out of her hands, "Fuck you!"

        I push my way through the group of people, with tears into the library where no one was. Sarah screaming on the top of her lungs that this wasn't done yet. I go to the back of the library and slide to the ground covering my face with my notebook, crying.

(Jeff's Profile)

        Alexandra pushes the girl down and races into the library. Ms. P. I need to get her. I race down the hall hearing the girl scream that isn't over it yet. I fling open the door.

        "Ms. P!" I shout into the room.

        "What Jeffery." She said with a harsh attitude, obviously she didn't like me.

        "Alexandra."

        She knew what I meant. Flying out of her chair she race to the library. I guess that's where Alex hides a lot.

(Alexandra's Profile)

        I try to slow down my breath and to stop crying. I feel someone sit next to me and put a gentle hand on my back.

        "Jeff came to get me..." Ms. P gently said.

        "I can't do this! I feel like I'm going insane. I felt a little snap when I pushed her. I wanted to get on her and hit her over and over until she was bleeding and then choke her, and then stab her and I JUST CAN'T DO THIS!"

       I had a break down. To stop crying and laughing hysterically was out of the question. Ms. P just gently rubbed my back and let me cry. After a few minutes she had a class she had to go teach, so she left and whispered something that I didn't hear. I listened to her heels click away but I still felt like someone was there. I then felt someone rubbing my back and pulling me into a hug. I look up to see Jeff's sad smile.

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