The Life of a Teenage Witch

Chapter 2- Fitting In

Ahh chapter 2 I am amazed I have stuck with this :) I love this story already!

So sorry if the stories are short on my tablet...so it looks longer to me lol!!

This chapter will be more Sarah's P.o.v soooo...enjoy :)

**picture of Zamire** <3

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-Sarah-

Oh my! The office student helper walked in not five minutes after I sat down and WOW! Can you say hotttt, he looks about 6' tan and super in shape, and blue eyes lighter than the clearest water. I think I giggled like a little girl when he looked at me, and of course I knew I was three shades redder than two minutes ago.

"Hi, my name is Zamire Woods, I am here to show you around! What's your name?"

I just sit there fumbling around in my brain, what's your name stupid.....

"Ummm..." huge blush forming across my face

"Are you okay?"

"Yea, sorry" I mumble mentally smacking myself, "my name is Sarah, Sarah Smith"

"Well nice to meet you Sarah" he states with a big lop sided grin that melts me instantly. "Nice to meet you too" I say a bit over excited.

He just laughs as he starts to walk out of the office, "come on I will start the grand tour" Zamire waits patiently as I collect my things and follow along.

I must say the back view of Zamire is quit nice as well, but I eventually catch up to his long strides. "So what grade are you in Zamire?" I ask to get the conversation going and to keep me from staring to hard.

"I am a sophomore" he replies back instantly, "what about you?" He turns to me, "freshman" he just nods and walks on, pointing to things as he goes.

"The cafeteria is right down the hall from the principals office, you can't miss it, literally it has a sign and double doors" he laughs at his own small joke, "the gym is out this door, follow the concrete path till you see a fork in the concrete, to the left is our chapel and the right is the gym"

I turn to him and ask, " is mass mandatory?" He looks a bit shocked, "yes, and do not let people hear you question it either" he glances around as if expecting a teacher to be right behind him, "mass is no simple class, if you refuse to go, or just act out during service it's instant punishment or worse" he warns ominously, I try to for the question that obviously needs to be asked, although I just can't seem to find them.

"So which way is my home room?"

He takes my schedule and glances at the names, also he looks up with a smirk, "your middle name is Jean?" I embarrassingly jerk the paper from him, I have always hated my middle name with a passion, my parents being sweet like they are (gags) named me after my grandmother, whom doted over me like a mother chicken...'till I grew up.

Zamire cleared his throat, making it painfully obvious while I went through my internal monologue that he had apparently asked me something, "I'm sorry what did you say?" I turn bright red again.

"I said it's not that bad, I really like it." He says with a slight blush himself

Wait ....did he just blush, fans self

"So, what were we doing?" He questions himself, "oh yeah, come on I will take you to Sister Marybeth's room." He heads down the long hall leading away from the door we were just looking out of. As we walk I begin to notice a theme, everything has crosses on it, some where, some how, and it's all cream and reds for colors, very cold and closed in also.