Chapter 1

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Seriously Jenna you had one job! All I had to do was blend in. That's all I had to do. I picked normal clothing and no makeup. I thought I would blend in like I did back in America. But NO. I have discovered now that I am on of like 10 that have diyed hair in my new school. Friken fablious!

Let's start from the beginning. Hi I'm Jennifer. But my friends call me Jenna or JJ. I am from Minnesota. I recently moved to England with my aunt because my mom got into a car accident. And don't even ask about my piss ass dad. Any way.... I'm standing in front of my new high school... I mean secondary school. Lovely! (Note the sarcasm) One foot in front of the other I walk to the main office. And pissing you not everyone is staring at me! My darn love for fun hair! I regretfully walk up to the older lady behind the desk.

"Why you must be Jenna!" Man so perkey. I slowly nod my head yes. "Well here is you timetable dear! And a map of the school. Have a great first day!" I walk out of the office greatfuly the bell has already rung. Time for hopelessly looking for my next class.

Now I know what you must be thinking. Why didn't you say thank you to the lady? Well easy... I haven't said a single word sience the accident. In other word I haven't spoken in one whole month. And I'm not about to start. I honestly don't even remember what my voice sounds like!

First up, math with Mr. Adams. Great the one class I actually like. I reluctantly open the door only to see everyone's eyes on me. "Ah yes, Jenna is it?" He said in his thick accent. I nod, "Class this is our new student Jenna, I expect you will all be warm and welcoming to our new American friend. Now Jenna you will be sitting right over there." He said pointing to the seat in the back corner. Yes!!!!! But I'm still partner with some dude. Darn it. I walk over to my seat set my stuff down and start taking notes.

After what felt like centuries, including math, English, science, and history, it was finally lunch. My personal fave And least fave at the same time. Least because this is the social hour which is obviously not my thing. Most fave because I can just sit there and read and listen to music... That is if others permit to doing so.

I walk outside and sit on the bench on the top of the hill. I start reading my book. Now I know it's not healthy to not eat lunch but oh well. Don't get your panties in a wod.

Behind me there is a group of guys playing soccer..... I mean football. And of course right as I hit the best part I get hit right in the temple with the ball.

My first reaction was to drop the book, grab my head, and drop to the ground. Great now I lost my page number. I hear laughing from almost everyone outside until a boy starts yelling, although I couldn't see who. "what is wrong with you!? You idiots! Why is this funny!? She probably has a concussion!"

" why do you even give a-"

" I Don't Know! Why Do You Like Hurting People!?" I heard the evident sound of someone being pushed and falling to the ground. Everyone has obviously baked down.

Soon enough there was someone infront of me, " I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" It's the same kid that was just yelling.

I go to nod but suddenly everything goes black.

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