Chapter 4

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As I head into class I realise it's a lecture room and the only seat left is one right in the middle at the front. I sigh in frustration and head to the seat. As I walk down the long aisle I notice people staring and whispering. When I sit down there is a loud bang from the back. I turn to see three figures in the doorway giggling like girls. Then the giggling stopped and I turned to see what was going on.

"You, excuse me, girl IN MY seat."

One of them was a short red head girl dressed in all black with way to much black eyeliner and purple lipstick. It kinda reminded me of a gothic miranda sings. Yet she was gorgeous in a mysterious way. she had two tall girls behind her staring down the poor girl.

"Sorry tiara, I didn't know, i..it won't happen again." the girl smiled hopped up and ran to another seat hidden behind jock boys. But that wasn't enough, the jock boys got up as tiara and her two goons followed. The girl started to whimper.

"To hell it won't happen again, dumbria!" everyone laughed but i didn't understand it was a immature joke.

"That's enough now darling tiara" the whole class turned their heads to see mr.wollowo entering.

"Debria. Go to the principle." Mr Wollowo said

The girl, Debria, got up and runaway.

"Now Tiara, come and sit near the front."

"Why?" Tiara asked astonished.

"Why, just to be near your father, ofcourse."

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