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Chapter 1: The Transfer

My sister was a senior who got into shit with her best friend or should I say EX- best friend. I don't even understand why she had to complain to our parents about the drama and how she wants to move away. Or wish her ex-best friend could die or change schools. Well, guess what? She got what she wanted. I mean the changing school part of course, we transferred to another school cause of that one incident. Meaning, I had to leave my friends and memories of all those gatherings to eat some fish n chips and drink pop with my cliche.

What the actual [insert any curse word].

I did what all transfer students do in a new school, be a loner for a week or so and make small talk. Then put efforts to try to make friends and don't be a bitch. Your status is determined as either insider or outsider.

Lana was the first to approach me, she's too bubbly and cutesy which is kind of not my style -but better than most people. We became close friends I suppose over the past weeks.

"Whatcha doing there?" She asked in a joyful tone.

"Hmm.. Trying to figure out if I want to cut my hair as a pixie or dye auburn. I'm really indecisive about this one.."

"Well, maybe both! But your hair is really long and luscious though and you'll look punk!" Gathering my hair into a ponytail and flings it in the air.

"Yeah, but i don't mind. I need a change, so what's the feed today?"

"So... Did you hear??""About what? Sam got her head stuck up in her ass again?" (Sam was this typical bitch that I just hate for no reason, probably because I'm so INSANELY jealous of the Richie titties)

"NOPE! But a fresh transfer student just like you, check him out with me?" She had sparkles in her eyes like a puppy.

"Ugh. Fine, fine. I'll go with you, can we make it quick? I want to go somewhere else alright?" I shrugged.

Lana grabbed my arm and dragged me down the hall, the echo of her giggling filled the hall. People must doubt that we are friends. I feel bad for her since I'm not the joyful person in the world. And NO, that doesn't mean I care about her a lot- i mean, nevermind.

"There he is, should I say something? I want to welcome him!"

"To your va-?" I chuckled.

Lana cuts me off and becomes embarassed.

"WHAT, no! Michelle! Seriously?! I mean as a friendly person of this very fine established school, why not? But he isn't bad for a catch huh?" She winks and jabs me in the arm.

"I was kidding you know that right?" I gave her a worry look.

"HE'S REALLY HANDSOME THOUGH.. WOWZA!" She squeals out of excitement.

"You're being too loud, he'll hear you." I flicked her forehead and made a red mark.

"OUCH! What was that for?! Oh my god. He's looking over here, MICHELLE. HE IS LOOKING."
She jumps up and down and squeezes my arm out of joy.
I looked over at the new guy, let's see.

Black hair. White descent. Brown eyes. Bushy eyebrows. Wearing white shirt and brown khakis. Certainly attractive body. Probably 5'11 or 6'0. Huge Adam's apple and most likely a player, I bet I'm right about that.

"Michelle! Hello? He's motioning us towards him, what do we do!?" Lana gets flustered and freaks out a bit.

"Weren't you the one who wanted to talk to him? Let's go then."

We walk over and he flashes a sly smile.

"Hello, and may I ask what your beautiful ladies name?"