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I crept through the door slowly. I felt my pale face turn bright red as everyone's eyes stared at me. I kept my head down as I made my way to the back of class. A voice stopped me. A somewhat high pitched voice called out my name. "Elaine you are late...again" my English teacher said coldly. She was an older woman maybe 50 something. She was somewhat short and smelled of old lady perfume. "S-sorry mrs. Pastern" I said quietly. My cheeks grew red again as the class began to laugh. This teacher hated me they all do. "One more tardy and that is a detention". Her British accent sounded sophisticated much like that of a head mistress. It seems that I'm the only American in England. I get made fun of for the way I speak. It's not my fault though I grew up in California.

"Now that we can carry on without being disrupted" mrs. Pastern stopped speaking for a second to shoot me a glare across the room. "I will be assigning a project. It will be due in two weeks.." The class moaned at the short time span given due to her hard projects. "Oh hush I have decided to let you work in partners". I mentally groaned knowing damn well I will be working alone. Stacy raised her perfectly manicured hand chewing her gum like an obnoxious cow. "Yes Stacy" mrs. Pastern said softly. "Do we get to choose" she said winking at one of the popular boys Bryce. He just smirked running his hand dangerously high on her thigh. "No" she replied dully earning yet another groan from the class. "For this project you will have to research a author that I assign you".

She grabbed a clipboard running her wrinkled index finger with red nail polish down a paper attached. "Stacy with ken. Alex with mike. Zoe with grace..." She called out a few more names until she got to me. "Elaine with Niall ok that's the last of them find your partner and I will be around to tell you the name of your author".

I recognized the name niall...he's in pretty much all of my classes which sucks because he's one of those populars if you know what I mean. If he doesn't get his way bad things come of it. No one messed with him and his little group. The prosthetics (popular girls) gaped over them but I don't blame them I'm with em on that one. The worst part about this is niall and his little group are some of my bullies along with the prosthetics.

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(A/N sorry for the short chapters 😖)

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