Raven in the Shadows

Chapter 2: Changes to be Made

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I finally reach the door and step foot inside the classroom.

To my "luck", it was the only class in the hall to start on time, and being me, I was at least 5 minutes late.

Not blaming Brandon or anything, but I would probably most prefer being on time the first day of school. I even showed up with 20 minutes to spare, but I just had to get caught up with Brandon and his perfect self.

Anyways.

As the door loudly shuts, I gradually make my way inside, the faces of my classmates, snapping out of boredom, getting to see me embarrass myself on the very first day, looking at me in awe.

Maybe this will be a good year.

The teacher stares at me, looking quite annoyed, being interrupted from her lesson. By the looks of it, they were just catching up on last year's lesson, which was geometry.

But like, aren't calculus and geometry completely different? I don't know. Never ask me for advice.

"Hi," I say, nervously looking at the teacher, knowing the entire class is completely staring the shit out of me.

She looks me up and down as I hand her my late slip I was able to snatch this morning from the office. Thank god. I would've been tardy, upping my chances of detention in the first week of school.

"I'm assuming you're Ms. Matte," she says, giving in to a smile after looking at my completely horrified face.

"Y-yes," I say, stuttering. Face palm.

"Take your seat."

The only seat open is directly in the center of the class. Great.

I set my bag down, sit, and look around me. Some people still staring, others who lost complete interest and went back to texting or reading or talking in their little pods of friends.

"So," the teacher says, "Ms. Matte, would you like to tell the class about yourself?"

This was the one thing I couldn't let anyone find out about.

I get up and look around again. The room seemed to get smaller and smaller as my head started spinning and I saw stars. The last thing I remember was the teacher running towards me before I fall.

The room goes dark.

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I wake up, with a school nurse looking over me.

"Where, where am I?" I look around dazed.

"Honey, you passed out in class. Did you eat anything today?"