Chapter 2

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"we are human" by Maimoa

In this story this song is used for her song that her mother had started, I did not write this song nor do I take credit for it this song belongs to Maimoa.

I had just finished making a new beat and melody for the song I was currently writing. This song I had been working on for years, to be honest I found the lyrics in my mum's favorite reading book on the back page, it wasn't totally finished but most of the lyrics were done. When I found the lyrics I felt that I had to finish it for her and maybe let Sophia my younger sister have one more memory of our parents. The songs name is "we are human".

Sighing I walked out into the lounge area and heard music coming from the room next to me. The other royal must be in. Checking the time I realised that my next class would be starting soon, so I grabbed my stuff and headed out to the door putting up my hoody. Walking down the hall I noticed that their was less as amount of sound coming from the studios, which probably means some people had left their studio already heading to class.

As I got to the entrance door I heard a loud bang echoing through the hall, I couldn't care less though and kept walking. I opened the door and started walking to boxing class. Boxing class was mostly full with boys but other than me their were a few girls. Boxing class is more of a class to yourself, you train yourself while the teachers are normally helping the beginners, there would sometimes be matches between people in the ring but not a lot, the people who do boxing class like to be left alone unless you annoy them, then your asking for it.

Breaking out of thought, the halls seemed to be half full already guess a lot of people had free periods. I kept my signature scowl on, glaring at anyone who was in my way. Loud clicking sounds from down the hall and that's when I saw her, This dumb bitch fucking Tracy Times. She classified herself for being the most talented person in this school. She has black hair, ocean blue eyes and a model like body, so everyone in this school just goes onto what ever she says or does. With the exception of me and a few others who hate her.

She wasn't even in any of the elite classes. Oh and another reason she was able to get into this school with no talent was because her daddy paid a hefty fee to get her in here. Whatever she was just a fake bimbo slut. My nickname for her was scissors, cause she could open her legs like that if you were hot, rich or she wanted you to do something for her, coming back into reality i noticed she was walking straight up to me.

"haha why isn't it little miss pore and less talented" she said with a smirk on her face. I wasn't even pore so I don't know what's she going on about, I was probably more richer than her father and who is she calling less talented as far as I know I'm the one who excels in my subjects.

Looking at her in the eyes I knew better then to start talking to her, she just wanted a reaction but I never will give it to her. Rolling my eyes I walked straight passed her shoving her shoulder while I was at it, making her nearly fall over to the side. Behind me I hear aloud screech and smirk while walking the rest of the way.

Five minutes later I'm at the boxing gym, opening the door, looking around I see that its only the Bad 4 ( The bad Boys of the school) the group consist of four people. Alex he was the calm and responsible type as well as the cute one of the group, Ryder was the jokester flirt but can become serious when needed too, Harry was the scary one barely ever talks when not with them and lastly their was Sabastian I'm pretty sure i have explained him, surprisingly Sabastian wasn't with them. Why was I looking around for him anyway. frustrated I exhale out as I continue to get changed in the girls locker room.

I pulled my gym clothes on, and put my bag in my locker before putting on my glowing black and blue cat headphones and head out the door. When I walk back into the gym I go to the boxing bag and start swinging to the beat of the song up, down, left, right, kick, knee, kick.

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