I ran up the icecold, old concrete staircase. Exactly 34 steps. Too late for class, again. I threw my long, dark hair slightly back and forth before I took a deep breath and opened the gray painted classroom door. Warm, muggy air striked against me and I breathed out nervously when I realised that everyone's eyes were on me. I took a quick glance at the clock and then found my seat in the back with a big window to my left where I settled down. I took another quick glance, but this time out on the schoolyard. The teacher coughed slightly and continued his lesson, but my mind were already somewhere else.
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One less lonely girl
FanfictionShe was popular for her stunningly beautiful looks and her absolute divine singing skills. She lived her life peacefully in Camden, London and had just started a youtubechannel. 18, almost 19 years old and her life was like a dance on red roses. On...
