Trust?

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All three siblings stepped out of the car and gazed upon the school that they were about to attend. Brick walls, iron gates, old, but newly painted metal doors; everything almost any school has. The distasteful looks on their faces though told me they didn't like this school at all.

They all steadily made their way past the school entrance and into the commons area where the principal was waiting to greet them

"Welcome to Aurora High School, and we hope you have an enjoyable time here" and he handed each of them an envelope and a rose bouquet.

Me, Sara, and Alina all watched a crowd of people follow the siblings into the main office to receive their class schedules. Us three on the other hand, went to our lockers and headed for English class. My friends and I dragged ourselves to the classroom near the end of the left main hallway where we sat down beside the door and waited for the teacher to unlock it.

"Crackers anyone," Sara offered. Me and Alina took one each, but I couldn't reach for another. I sat up straight and turned towards my friends

"Hey, did you think I was being a little harsh when I judged them?"

Their faces rotated towards each other,

"Yes," they said in harmony. "You weren't exactly rude or anything to them, but you, and many others probably don't know what they're like." Sara pointed out.

I shrugged my shoulders and tried to calm my stiffened back. I was never really a social person, but Sara and Alina changed that when they actually came up to me and tried to be my friends. Maybe I should trust what they say for once.

At the end of my thought, a loud roar started coming from the end of the hallway, and all three of us stood up and starting wiping the dust off our bottoms. We all figured out who was coming when we started hearing the click-clacking of heels heading our way.

"Jenna" I mumbled.

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