Chapter 2- Sean's POV
It was a normal day. Wake up. Get dressed. Brush teeth. Math class. Science class. English class. Power control class. Power specialities class. Spanish class. But then I saw her. Long legs, short shorts, long red hair, and a confused expression. She was obviously new and, remembering my first day at Cambridge and how I was forced against my will to come, decided to introduce myself. Tomorrow.
There she is again. The blue dress radiated against her pale skin. Her lips so red I wish I could kiss them. Here eyes coming closer and closer and...
¡CRASH!
"Sorry. I didn't see you there. " she spoke. Her voice was just as perfect as I imagined. We bent down at the same time to pick up her fallen books and hit our heads together.
"Umm hi I'm Sean and you must be..."
"Reagan. Do you know where dorm G is? I can't find the building anywhere. God I hate this place."
"Yeah, it's right this way." I responded tentatively. "I remember my first day here. It was dreadful and I felt like I was being held against my will, which I guess in a sence you are."
"What do you mean? In a sence." Reagan questioned with big eyes.
"After your basic training and power control lessons, which takes about a year, you are free to leave. In time you'll see that this place is great and you might even want to stay a while." Talking to her was easy. It's like everything I wanted to tell her about this place slipped off my tongue. We were nearing dorms G and I didn't want this conversation to end, even if it was about the school.
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Falling Up
Teen Fiction"Ok, I'll tell you the truth. Darkness was everywhere. The last normal thing I remember is I was trying not to fall asleep in the middle of Spanish class when I started falling through the floor. And now, everything is different."
