Chapter 2: Coincidence?

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Mrs.Mathews: Hello class! My name is Mrs.Mathews! And I'll be you're home teacher!

Zoy: *whispers* you can tell she's new since she hasn't screamed at us yet

I giggled at Zoy's comment. I looked around the classroom to see some new faces... I couldn't see them very well since I was so far away but they seemed strangely familiar.

Mrs.Mathews: Why don't we start introducing each other, huh??

She sat back down on her desk. A girl then stood up from the seats behind me. She had blond hair, pale skin and brown eyes. Typical girl.

Girl: My name is Melanie Starhood. I'm new at this school.

Jesus Christ. Her voice was high pitched and she had this annoying attitude on her. I just wanted to slap her across the face.

Mrs.Mathews: and what do people say about you Melanie?

Melanie: people say that I'm pretty, perfect, adorable, hot-

Mrs.Mathews: oh. I think we get it.

Melanie then sat back down and the teacher began to scout the classroom.

Mrs.Mathews: how...about...you

She looked at me directly in the eyes. Zoy, who was sitting behind me, placed her sweater on her head covering her face.

Emerald: M-me?

Mrs.Mathews: yes! You!

I got up and went to the front. I could see all te new faces and all the old ones...

Emerald: Hi. I'm Emerald Shinning.

Mrs.Mathews: and how do people see you, Emerald?

Emerald:...well...they see me as fun, weird, not-so-pretty and not-so-hot

I sat down and the teacher looked at someone behind this time.

Mrs.Mathews: you.

Guy: me? Aight.

I...recognized that voice.
I turned around to face the guy. He was tall with caramel colored skin. He had light brown hair and brown eyes. He was pretty fit, at least one of the top three most likely to beat anyone INCLUDING a teacher up.

Guy: My name is Chris. Chris Siren.

Mrs. Mathews: well Chris! How do you think people see you?

Chris: Obviously, Cool and hot.

Zoy whispered in my ear once more

Zoy: isn't he the one who beat you up for being ugly after he dumped you?

Emerald: Zoy. What have I told you about bringing that shit up?

Zoy: just asking.

Zoy went back to her original position even though she was right. Chris Use to be the only hot guy in our school. In 7th grade me and him were a couple until the beginning of 8th grade where he dumped me right when he won the basketball game. He then slapped me and I locked myself in the bathroom as I cried.
It sounds really ruff and it is but you get used to the fact that you got slapped by your ex the same day he left you. It just pisses me off that other people keep bringing it up as if it where something drastically important in the lives of others. Yes I'm being sarcastic.

The rest of the morning was spent clearing up doubt with our clases, getting to know each other and learning about the new teachers and shizzz.
Finally the bell rang and we went to the lunchroom.

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