Chapter 1

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" Sam do not forget to take your bag!"

" I have it in my hand Mom, love you bye"

-Door slams-

Sigh " That boy."

Of course just my luck, running late on the first day of school! My name is Sam Yagame, and I am a first year at Sato High School, class 2-A. Now if I only remembered to set my alarm I would not be in this mess. It all started last night when my Mom desisted to go out shopping with me! It was not all that bad, but she spent hours in every store so by the time we left it was like 10! When we got home I was so tired I just pasted out, instead of getting everything ready for today. So when I woke  up to my sister jumping on my bed I vowed to myself to NEVER go shopping with my Mom agen. 

All though school is only 11 blocks from home I do not wont to miss the bus, because  if I do I will be running 11 blocks! 

"Ha-Hah- made it" I said a the bus puled up.

"Sam?"

"Elijah!"

Elijah Ito, first year Sato High School class 2-A, and my best friend. I have not seen him all summer! Elijah was always late most days of school, and when he did come to school he was the class clown and flirted with all the girls. But over all he was my friend.

" I did not see you all summer, and now I see you running late which is a first good job Sam"

" Oh come on Elijah like you have room to talk. No surprise you are running late to. So how have you been?" We said as we got on the bus, and took our seats. We caught up with one another on the way to school. Elijah seemed to have a fun summer. He mainly stayed home and played video games, and if he was not doing that he was at the mall hitting on girls. My summer was okay, I gamed a lot and when to work. That was really it.

When we got to school the last few kids where walking in. Elijah saw a girl and ran off. Leaving me time to take in my new school, with blooming trees surrounded the pathways as lush wild grass  around them. Sato High is known for it's breath taking landscaping. None the less it lives up to it's name. As I walked the wind blow bring the petals of the flowers with it. With the sweet smell of spring and fresh sweet grass. Breaking the softness a bunny sneeze rings through the air. There stood a small girl with hair of silk gold, eyes of brown her face red at the cheeks with a thing of fresh cut flowers in her arms, her hair blew with the wind as her eyes sparkled with tears. Then she turned and walked away with the wind behind her.


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