~ Chloe's pov ~
My hands tapped impatiently on the desk. Only five minutes left. Five minutes till this boring as hell history lesson will be over, then I've got chemistry. Two hours of siting next to Conor, the lushest guy in school. There's just something about him. It could be his sparkling green eyes or his lips and how cute he looks when he smiles...
"Chloe! Are you listening?"
I snap out of my daydream and look up to see a pissed off Miss Banks staring at me.
"What?"
"Everyone left 5 minutes ago, can you get a move on" She complains.
My head twists around and I see a empty class. Oops. I apologise and quickly leave the classroom.
~ Chloe's pov ~
Wow. Conor's gone home sick. This is great isn't it, 2 hours sitting by myself. This is fucking great. I distract myself scribbling on some paper.
"Is this seat taken?" A soft voice asks.
I look up startled, my eyes scale over the girl in front of me. She looks unhealthy like she hasn't eaten in months. Her skin is chalky white like paper and when I look closely it's flakey and dry. She has the frame of a twig and long black hair which would have the potential of looking nice, if she actually washed it. Her eyes were empty pits, dull and grey like steel. It was only then I realised she was still waiting for an answer.
"No, no ones sitting there."
She smiled and her eyes sparkled the dull glaze gone. Suddenly she looked more friendly.
"Are you new here?"
"Yeah, I just moved into the area last week" She explained "this is my first day here"
I nodded "I thought I hadn't seen you round here before. What's your name?"
"It's Emily, Emily Summers."
The name rings a bell, where've I heard it before?
"So I don't really know anyone, can I tag round with you?"
"Yeah, sure"
She smiles at me, "I can tell we're going to be great friends Chloe"
I furrow my brows, I don't remember telling her my name. Must've forgot I told her, I've got a bad headache I can't think straight. The bell rings, wow that went quick.
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Sorry I know it's bad guys but this is my first try at a story on here. Give me a chance please :) I would love to have some feedback so feel free to comment.
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ParanormalHer skin pale and chalky was as cold as ice. Her hair hung in clumps and her skin clung tight to her small fragile frame. Her lips flaked and her dull, grey eyes were sunken. Emily Summers. The new girl.
