Chapter 5-

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(Olivia's POV)

I was minding my own business with my head down drawing this flower as English was so boring.

As I was drawing the first petal, I couldn't help but notice everyone was whispering about something.

As I brought my head up to see what was going on, I see that it's the new girl standing at the front of the class.

She's kind of pretty....wait what am I saying?

I decided to stop staring at her as it might look a little bit creepy and decided I should just carry on with my drawing.

She sat down in the corner of the room next to the window, just minding her own business while jotting down some notes from the teacher.

I couldn't help but bring my head up every 10 seconds to give small glances in her direction.

I couldn't really see her face clearly, but her long, straight, black hair was beautiful. It draped down her shoulders just cutting off at her rib cage.

In the middle of my thoughts, the bell went off which signalled that the lesson was over.

I started to pack my things away, including my unfinished picture, which I'll probably complete next lesson if it becomes too boring.

Once I bought my head up, I see the 'popular girls' crowding around the new girls table, which can only mean trouble.

I started to take my time zipping up my bag as I wanted to be nosy and see what was going on...or what was going to happen.

The girl walked off, but one of the girls,Ellie, grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the class....strange..

I decided to follow them and see what was going on.

They were dragging her down the hallway and going into the janitors closet, locking the door behind them..

I didn't know what to do.

I decided I would try and open the door,which failed miserably.

I stood to the side, hearing some small screeches and weeps coming from the other side of the room.

Around 10 minutes later, Ellie and her minions followed each other out of the room, but the new girl didn't come out.

I started to try and open in again to check if she was okay, but all of a sudden, the door opened, reviling a beautiful girl.

Her eyes were chocolate brown, borderline black, her skin was so pale and pretty. She had a red tint on her cheeks and her plump lips were pink, soft and glossy. Her outfit was simple, but cute.

What am I thinking? but I can't lie, she really is beautiful.

When I go to look down, I see a cut on her arm dripping with a small amount of blood.

As I quickly realised that I was staring at her, I quickly looked up, having eye contact with her.

I started to explain why I was there and noticed she kind of froze,cute.

I started to walk off, feeling super embarrassed.

I bring my hand up to my face, feeling the warmness spread out across my cheeks.

What is she doing to me?

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