"How do you always know what I'm thinking" I said annoyed at the possibility of someone being able to know what i am, thinking all the time. Its like 'Hello have you heard of a little thing called privacy."
"It shows on your face, Snow."
"Oh." Yeah I officially stupid as fuck. Mind readers don't exist. Well neither should I.
I look up in time to see a group of girls walk in. They look around and then spotted up and rush over. "So, you're the new one." I turn around to face my accuser. She is a quite hot, and I'm not even lesbian. She has blond hair that goes to her shoulders, green eyes that rival the color of grass. She is also medium height,5'6". She is a toned kind of skinny.
"I'm Carson, president of the junior class, head cheerleader, and softball captain." Carson said with a smirk.
"So. Why should I care?" I said seriously uninterested. Behind me I can hear Zara and Logan trying their hardest not to laugh straight out. I might have been rude but I'm just tried from listening to her achievements.
"You care, because if you want to be my friend to succeed in this school. But if you choose to be my enemy ... I WILL NOT HESITATE TO DESTROY YOU! Well good luck, newbie!"
Then she left. Okay...Bi-polar much. Well, I'm here for what? Two minutes and i already have a frienemy. Sighing, I dragged my stuff to the elevator. In the elevator, I look at the sheet of paper and see that i live on the fourth floor and have a roommate. Great, even though I'm the headmasters adopted daughter i still have to share a room. Whatever. Guess, I'll try to make friends. Opening room 7, I get a earful of screaming. Shocked I rush in to see a black haired girl up on the counter throwing a plastic cup of water on a fire on the stove. I hurry over to the sink and grab the nozzle and spray water over the stove. After the fire was fire was put out I slump against the wall and look up.
"What the hell was that."
"Um..tea?. Any who , you must be my new roommate..."
"Snowflake or Snow for short."
We start cleaning the kitchen in comfortable silence. After we were done, I bring my suitcases to our purple and grey bedroom.
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The Twisted World of Snowflake (chapter 1)
ParanormalSnowflake has had a hard life. Being sent from foster parents to foster parents. At 14, Snow has seen it all. She gets sent to live in private school where her new foster parents are headmasters. Once at the school she realizes that she and everyon...
