Magic's a Mystery

Chapter 8: I'm New Here

Chapter 8: I'm New Here

Writer's Note:

I just want to say that this story is very long.

It might end up about 15-25 CHAPTERS.

I also might make a second book, the continuation.

Thank you all so much! :-D

June 10

8:00 AM

Ivy's POV:

Today's the first day of school in my new school.

I already miss my BFFs! :-(

But in remembrance, I always wore the charm bracelet.

Don't ask how hard I got into that school!

Anyway, I was new there (DUH!!!!!).

I went in. Everybody was staring at me with weird faces.

"Who's the new girl?"

"She doesn't look like an American."

"Oh my gosh! Look at her!"

'What's wrong with them?' I thought. 'They're the ones that're crazy! I wish they would just shut they're mouths up!'

Suddenly, they're mumblings stopped and I walked the rest of the hallway without any single word.

It really made me curious.

Anyway, I went to my classroom and sat down.

There I saw a boy the same age as me.

He was really handsome, nice, and friendly.

Then I started to like him. In other words, he became my crush.

Unfortunately, he didn't notice me.

Then we started our class.

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3:30 PM

Dismissal time! Yes!

The minute I was here, the minute I also wanted to go home already!

I thought about my crush for a while.

'He's so dreamy.' I thought.

While I was daydreaming, I didn't notice that our car was already at the front of the school gate.

"Ivy!"

'He's so nice and handsome.' I thought.

"Ivy!"

'Would he like me?' I thought.

"Ivy!"

'Am I pretty enough?' I thought.

"IVY!!!!!"

"HUH?!" I said.

I looked at the car and saw my dad calling me.

Then I looked at my classmates who were looking and laughing at me, including my crush!

I blushed a bit, and then ran to the car. I almost cried of embarrassment!

I got in, and told my father to go already.

'I wish that none of them will ever remember it.' I thought. 'So embarrassing!'

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When we were home, I went straight to my room. There I did let all my tears go out.

Of course I didn't want to cry in front of my classmates or my dad. It would make it worse! (Like calling me a cry baby!)

'I hope they don't remember it!' I thought.

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June 11

The next morning, I woke up late because of thinking too much about what happened yesterday.

I was afraid that I will be laughed at again, since I'm the center of attention because I'm late.

I went to school by my bike.

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I slowly went in the school. Then I went into my classroom.

Everybody looked at me for a while, then minded their own business.

I was surprised, 'cause none of them teased or even laughed at me.

Anyway, the teacher continued the lesson, and the whole day, none of them looked like they remembered it.