SIGNE'S POV
I jumped up to the sound of my alarm. I shut it off, hopping out of my bed. I checked the time. 5:30. School doesn't start till 7:00, but I have to get out of my house early in order to avoid him. I sped around pulling some clothes on. I grabbed a regular white t-shirt, some skinny jeans and a dark gray hoodie. I grabbed my bag for school and tiptoed downstairs. I made a quick bagel and cream cheese (I don't know) and walks out the door. I checked my watch. 6:00. I sighed, realizing I got out on time. I'm about 15 minutes from time the school, but I was in no hurry today. Each step forward just heightened my anxiety. I fiddled with hair, twirling it around my fingers. What if I get teased again? What if I'm bullied? What if I get beaten up? My brain was going through all possible bad scenarios, not helping my nervousness. If I don't clear my mind, I am going to have a panic attack, I thought. I paused for a moment, taking big deep breaths. It calmed me, but only a little bit. I looked up to see the school. No one was there yet, not that anyone would be. Who comes to school almost an hour early? I walked up the steps and pulled on the doors. Locked. I groaned, leaning against the wall. I walked over to one the Brock walls on the side of the front steps and sat on it. I pulled out a book and started to read. The book pulled me out of my anxiety filled world, away from everything. The words pulled me in and kept me safe. I soon lost track of time. I don't really notice what was going on around me until someone pulled my shoulder. I looked up quickly with worry, to meeet a teacher's eyes. "Why are you out here honey," she asked in soothing voice. "I-I didn't w-want t-to be l-late on the f-first day," I replied. I hate my stuttering. It only adds more to my flaws and how fucked up I am. "Sweetie, you should probably come inside. It's starting to ran." I glanced at the sky and sure enough, the clouds were covering the rising sun. I nodded quietly and followed the teacher. "What is your name?" I tools deep breath. "S-Signe Hansen," I answered. She introduced herself as Miss Tidwell. "I have a feeling you are new, I have never seen you around before," Miss Tidwell said smiling. I blushed furiously, looking at the floor. "Would you like me to give you a tour?" I nodded and smiled.
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That Girl Full of Secrets (Septiishu)
FanfictionSigne Hansen has recently moved to Ireland. She meets and makes many new friends. But what is she hiding from them, especially Jack? And why is she hiding it? This is a bad description and I am sorry.
