The Girl Next Door?

Prologue

I groggily roll over in my bed just to end up on the floor as my alarm cock blared at me telling me I had to get up to go to school fun.(note the extra sarcasm) I then proceeded to drunkenly hit around on my night stand till I hit the snooze button silencing the damn thing.

After just laying on the floor for a minute I look at the clock and see that I am going to be late. And on my first day too.

"Oh crap not today!" I groan to myself as I ran to get ready and hopefully not miss the bus. I quickly grabbed a dark red long-sleeve shirt that flared out at the waist and a pair of black skinny jeans. I then put on my brown ankle boots and throw my blonde hair into a messy high ponytail. For the finishing touch I slipped on my thick framed black glasses. I then grabbed my bag , something to read and tripped on a box or two on the way out the door to head to the bus stop.

I, of course had gotten to the bus stop just as the bus was pulling away sighing to myself.

I begin the long walk to my high school. As I am walking to the school it begins to rain and HARD. Within seconds of the rain starting i am soaked to the bone. i begin to run as fast as I can to get out of the rain faster.

I finally get to the school after tripping and falling on the ground a couple of times so now not only am I late to school I'm also covered in a thin dried layer of mud.

I finally make it to the school and head to the office marked ' ATTENDANCE'. I walk in and see a older women looking straight ahead at her computer. Without even looking up to see who had walked in the door she says; "How can i help you?" and even as she is saying that I can hear the sass in her voice.

I hesitate for a second before saying; "I'm new here. I was know I'm late and i am so sorry but I was hoping to get my time table."

She types for a little but longer before finally looking up at me. "Name." She says the word so short and snappy it startles me for a second before I compose myself enough to realized what she was asking me. "Victorie Adde. V-I-C-T-O-R-I-E A-D-D-E."

The lady types my name into the computer system rolls her chair to a printer picked up a couple pieces of paper rolled the chair back to sit behind the desk. "here." she says blindly handing me the papers then going back to whatever she was doing before.

I just stand there for a minute before looking down at the schedule sheet to see that at the current time- 11:07- the rest of the school was in their second period. so look at my personal schedule sheet and assume that i am to go to my french IIII class. I had a hard time being able to tell because according to the bell schedule there are only 4 classes a day but  have eight classes on y personal schedule. But not wanting to go back to the office I decide to find room 307 my french class.

After walking around he halls for a good ten minutes looking for my class when I finally found it when i walk in the teacher was walking to a bunch of upper-class men who were not paying attention but rather looking at their phones while she talked about French culture.

When the teacher finally stops to take a break from talking she finally sees me and says; "Bonjour."

I smile to myself and simply reply with "Bonjour."

"What can I help you with?" She says with a thick french accent.

"My name is Victorie  Adde. I am your new student."

"okay take a seat where ever you can and try and keep up."

After about 20 minutes in the class the bell rings . I get up and look at my schedule and see that I have  Chemistry in room 2208. As I'm walking through the school looking down at my schedule someone runs into me causing me to spin around and fall on the floor. The affending person quickly gets up and starts to apologize I tell them it's okay and we gather our things then he continues down the hall and I walk the other direction. The entire time thinking this is gonna be a interesting year.