chapter 3

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"I don't no why you didn't change your clothes." my uncle said, while driving towards my new school.

"what is wrong with what I have on? its not like I'm going out it just school." I replied rolling my eyes.

"Forget it. Anyways do you remember what I told you." I nod. " While I'll repeat it again. Your name is Alexandra or Alex Johnson. You move here from Florida. Your parent die in a car accident when you where little, and you live with me ever since. Tried not to pick fight or get in trouble. I taught everything I know and I'm proud of you. Your parent would be proud." with that said he pulled up in school and park the car.

He grab a backpack from the back seat and gave it to me. Then he pulled out the necklace that my father gave to me.

"Here." he said as he handed to me. I felt tears at the edge of my eyes, but hold it back in. I had to be strong just like my father told me. I put the necklace on and placed above my shirt.

"You will have your own car by tomorrow. So you can get home and to school without me driving you."

I nodded and got out the car with my backpack. Ready to face what lays ahead.

"Oh and Reya try not to hurt anybody. Your a senior enjoy the only year of highschool you have." he said with a smile.

I roll my eyes and stay walking towards school. It was pretty big. I will most likely get lost. Just great I thought to myself. The hallways were empty.

After 10mins I found the main office. I walk in and saw a women in her 30's with alot of make up and a huge amount of cheap perfume behind the desk.

"Hi." I said with a fake smile. "Alexandra Johnson."

"Oh yes here's your schedule and your locker number." She said. She looked at my necklace and gasped. "My the is so beautiful were did you get it."

"My dad gave it to me." I told her. Then walk out before she could say anything else. Locker #454. I went down the hallway in search of my locker. When I found it I was already tired of this school. Why the hell they have so many hallways. Calm down Reya I told myself. I enter the combination and put a few stuff in it. After I was done I headed for my first class since I missed homeroom by the look of the time. 302 science I read on the door. Well here goes nothing.

I open the door and the room went silence. All eyes turned on me. What they never seen a girl before.

"You must be Alexandra Johnson." Said the teachers who had red hair with a hairstyle that look like she has horns on her head. She was old, probably in her mid 50's. She was wearing all red and had a smile that could make a baby cry. She reminded me of a devil.

"Alex." I said.

"Well Alex would you like to tell the class about yourself?" She asked.

"Not really." I said in a bored tone. That earn a few laughs.

"Well ok, my name is Mrs. Stevens and I welcome you to my class." More like boredom of hell. "Why don't you take a seat by Tarika. Tarika please raise your hand." A girl with tan skin and black layer hair that reach her back. She was wearing glasses that hide her mocha brown eyes, and a big friendly smile on her face. She was pretty and didn't look stuckup. I wanted to be her friend for some reason. To tell how I feel when I have no one to talk to. I felt protective of her. Like the little sister that I want to kill, but love at the same time.

I walk over to her and take the seat by the window. She smell like vanilla.

"Hi." She said. I look at her and smile a real genuine smile.

"Hi." I said back.

" Is it just me or we are going to be great friends?" She asked.

"I agree." I said

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