Sentant High

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Stella POV:

I arrive to school in my normal school outfit, black skinny jeans and a sweatshirt with a band logo on the front with my black on black converse and my hair up in a messy bun. I lock the doors to my grey Jeep Renegade and I walk up to the entrance of the main office while I see everyone talking in their little groups.
"Did you hear he's back?" I hear a couple girls whisper as they glance at the attendance office.
"There's no way!!!" Another girl says excitedly.
"I heard he was in juvie for helping with a murder," a blonde girl says with a bit of attitude.
I roll my eyes at their statements as I continue to walk through the office to get to my first class of the day. I think to myself, who could they possibly be talking about?
The bell rings and I walk into my English class, I set my stuff on the desk in the back of the room as I sit in the chair and I grab my glasses and put them on. Everyone starts pouring in the room talking about the mystery person coming back to Sentant High School.
The final bell rings and the teacher stands up and shouts, "Alright everyone shut it and sit down," everyone sits down and gets quiet. "We've got a lot to cover in a short amount of..." Mr. Styf is interrupted by the door being opened. Everyone gasps and begins to whisper.
The student I don't recognize walks over to Mr. Styf and hands him his schedule. The kid has tattoos on his lower arms and gauges in his ears, while he wears a white t-shirt and black jeans with black boots.
"Everyone this is Elliot Stoul, he will be in our class for the remainder of the year," Mr. Styf looks around the room for available seats.
"Elliot will you sit beside Stella please, Mr. Styf says while pointing at me. Elliot smiles and nods while walking towards me. He sits in the seat next to me and he says, "I'm gonna call you Stell."
-----------------------------------------------------Author's Note: Comment if you think I should update. Any suggestions? Any character you want?

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