Part 2

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I kissed my mom Bye as I emerged from the car and stepped onto school grounds. I sniffed in a huge whiff of zit cream and whatever else people had in their stuffed book-bags. Immediantely I was greeted by a few guys, and a school helper. She had on a uniformed sweatshirt and a plaid skirt.

"Morning! Welcome to our school, I can absoultey possitively guarentee, that your going to love it here!" She smiled. Showing a perky teeth line and her prep.

"Well. I'm sure I will too." I smiled back, with no prep.

I got shoved by a group of girls and they laughed. Most of them were blonde, but a few brunettes stuck out. They all pretty much had pink on and high heels. Seriously those things stuck up like trees! More than five inches they were. A few of them smirked at me then kept walking.

"Don't worry, they'll warm up to you!" She again exclaimed with the same dumb smile. 

"Sure they will..." I muttered under my breath.

I walked off when I stopped dead in my tracks to glare at another goup of people. They were so diffrent, they all wore very dark black clothes and metal or chrome. Most of them had dark choppy hair and big clumpy boots. I spotted one guy in there, his dark hair pulled a little over his eyes, which were a deep brown that shown black if you were far enough. He was wearing a dark gray shirt with black stripes that went horizontally. He wore a suspender type pants that tucked into a military styled boots.

He walked past me and I swear he smiled at me. I looked down at the floor and grinned, the fact he might've been looking at me made me happy. I tucked my hair behind my ear, something I usually did when I got nervous. 

I sighed and walked off into a corner and sat down. I placed my bookbag down next to me and took out my book. I started to read it when someone walked up to me. He flicked my book on the cover and smiled at me. I rolled my eyes and lowered the book down. He had dirty blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. He was wearing a flannel and  dark jeans. 

"Whatcha reading?" He asked, eyeing me.

"Does it matter? What do you want?" I snarled, I didn't want to get caught up someone with the likes of him.

"Just being friendly," He smiled "Don't need to be so mean."

"I'm not mean, I;m just protecting myself." I mumbled. 

"Okay, so what are you reading?" He insisted again.

"Can't you get the hint, and GO!!!!" I exclaimed, holding the book back over my eyes and letting out an annoyed sigh.

"Fine, I'll just find out myself." He joked, stealing the book from my hands and holding it high above his head. He read the title and held it higher.

"Give it back!" I growled. Getting up and reaching for it.

"Tsk, tsk." I heard him mock me. "Your just too short." 

"Alright you can have it!" I gave up. I slouched back down on the ground and took up my back up book.

"You carry around two books?" He asked me, sitting back down next to me. 

"I actually carry around three." I replied, with a smug smile on.

"Okay, well I'm enjoying my new one." He said, opening up my old book.

'I'm sorry I didn't catch the name you call your ignorance." I smirked.

"Corey." He replied, smiling.

"Izii."

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