chapter 1

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Chapter 1: My teacher almost kills me, literally

"KNOCK, KNOCK!!" someone banged on the door. I jolted up from my sleep.

"Huh? What...Uhh who is it?" I ask, as I get up from my bed.

"It's me! Open up Alex" Yelled the guy. I went over and opened the door to find Grover with is crutches standing outside of my dorm.

"Grover, uhh yea come in," I mumble. Grover was my best and only friend at Yancy Academy. He was crippled and always carried around his crutches, my 1 and only friend here at Yancy, and that's only because I helped him get onto the bus on the first day of school, and I don't regret it.

"He is looking for me," he whimpered. I figured he was talking about Horton Bell, the school bully. Horton has been after Grover ever since he set foot in this school. It was one of my many jobs to protect him.

"You know, you should punch him in the nose one day, give him a taste of his own medicine," I suggested.

"ARE YOU CRAZY? ME? Stand up to HIM?! YEAH RIGHT!" He yelled

"Ok, ok I was just saying..." I said quietly as I walked in the bathroom and shut the door. I looked in the mirror to find my glorious face staring back (at least people told me my face was beautiful, exotic, glorious ect.) My face was beautifully olive-skinned, which always brought out my pacific blue eyes. My Black hair was naturally curly, the kind of curly you get after going to a professional. All the girls in school wanted my perfect nose and cheekbones. Surprisingly that was one of the reasons I was an outcast; everyone was jealous of me, but then again all the boys wanted me, but I never gave any of them the time of day ( except for Grover, he was my best friend) As if I could care, I've always kept to myself, even when I was a child.

I quickly put on some clothes, a green long-sleeved shirt that clung tight to my skin. Then I put on some dark blue denim skinny jeans, and put on my Ed hardy skull shoes. I took one last glance in the mirror.

"Wow, this is why people say I'm Goth...," I whispered to myself. I walked out of the bathroom to find Grover browsing the Internet on my laptop

'Ok, I'm ready let's go," I said to Grover.

"You're going on the field trip?" He said, looking up from the screen. He looked...surprised.

"Yea...Mr. Brunner is taking us...so I thought I should give it a shot. Now will you get up before I change my mind?" I scolded. Grover quickly got up. Wow he was almost as tall as me now. Last time I remember he was the shortest kid in this school. Which was weird since he was the only 15 year old I knew that had a goatee.

We ran out the door and met up with my class at the buses. Mr. Brunner was in his usual brown suit and a blanket over his legs as he sits in that wheelchair of his.

"Ah...Miss. Jackson, nice to know that you will join us today," he smiled. He turned around to leave but quickly turned back

"Oh...I almost forgot, Happy 16th Birthday!" He said.

Oh my gosh! My birthday! I totally forgot. April 13...my birthday. Today I turned sixteen, my mom would pick me up at 5 and we would go to our usual celebration spot...Long Island beach. I would see my mom today, now that was the only thing I was looking forward to today, hopefully it wouldn't be turned into a disaster by the most disgusting and perverted person that walks this planet...Gabe Ugliano. Unfortunately my mom and he are going out, so we have to live with him. He was the reason I came to this boarding school, I couldn't stand his excruciating smell.

"Thank you sir," I smiled. As I hopped on the bus, I looked around for Grover, but I didn't see him anywhere. The only place left for me to sit was with Ms.Dodds the math substitute or by Sandy parker, the guy every girl was crushing on (except for me). I was about to set myself down by Ms. Dodds, when I heard sandy yell,

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