OUR EXCHANGE PROGRAM

Welcome to my world

Behind all your stories is always your mother's story because that's where yours begins
:Mitchell Album

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Natalia's POV

"Natalia, can you come solve this algebraic equation..."

Well, you guessed right, I'm currently in math class with my all time teacher, Mr Victor. He's a mathematic genius, but despite of this many students use this opportunity as a chance to sleep. I guess Maths isn't everyone's cup of tea, some I prefer wine I guess.

I walk to the board slowly, making sure not to trip on people's bags and chairs. I adjust my sweater on my right hand side to a level near my elbow.I also adjust my thick glasses that had now fallen to my nose and take the whiteboard marker from my teacher and do the sum without looking at it twice.

In less than a minute, I'm done and walking back to my chair. I readjust the level of my sweater to go back to the level it had been earlier (next to my wrist). As if on cue, the bell rings acting as a morning alarm clock to 99.9% of the students. You can count me in on the 0.1%

Well let me introduce myself. I'm Natalia, 17 years of age and in highschool-Le President High school. Despite the fact that its a boarding school, I don't board.
Don't jump into conclusions thinking I'm all dad's girl because I aren't. Infant, my dad died before he could see this beauty he brought to life.

My mom has a heart condition that's why the school permits me to go home and look after her.I also work so as to help her with the bills.

"Hae Talia, can we leave the class already, I understand you are into math, but am hungry. "

I look up from my table to spot my best friend Claire,. She really hates this class but she has to do it anyways because her dad wants her to take over their company, her being the only child.

We grew up together and that's why we are best of friends. My mom works as a housekeeper in their home and I help her sometimes, so I have known her like forever.

"Come on Laire(that's my nickname for her), I'm hungry too and not even tones of Algebra's finding x and y can quench my hunger."

"Ok, let's go already. "
She practically drags me to the cafeteria. Oh my goodness this girl!
At lunch hours usually, I sit alone because she joins her group of girls.
She's tried convincing me to sit with her fellow queenbees but I still remain my stand.

I start digging into my not all scrumptious meal. I'm about to take my third spoon when a girl joins me at my table. I could tell she's the new girl who joined us today.
"Hae,I'm Jessica, but you can call me Jess. "
She pulls her hand and I shake it gently. She has thick glasses like mine and braids similar to mine but hers are a shade of marron while mine are purple. I have a feeling we will be good friends.

"I'll call you Jessi.Btw mines Natalia but you can call me Talia. "

She gives me a weak smile before saying, "I'll call you Nate. "
"Not bad"I smirk at her.
"This food sucks isn't there anything better. "
"Well Jessi, there isn't any other option, so you just have to bear with it. I don't like it either but its better than an empty stomach. "
"Yeah yeah right."

We talk for the rest of our lunch and notice we have all same classes. Since I usually sit alone, she joins me.

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That evening, I arrive early and change into my sweatpants and tank top. I join my mom in Claire's residence and persuade her to take rest. I know she's been working hard the whole day
Well the Zack's aren't really bad people.

Zack, Claire's dad's quite nice to us and treats us well. He sees me as his daughter, to which am grateful. Annabelle, his wife however is quite the opposite. She treats us like trash and I don't like her one bit. She scolds my mom even in my presence and is oblivious to the fact that she's sick and needs no pressure.
I quickly wash the dirty clothes, make them dinner and clean up the dishes afterwards.
After all is done, I sneak back home and put on a black knee-level dress. I put on my contacts and walk towards the mirror and remove my bun and let my braids fall, I wear my sweatpants and a hoodie above my dress. That's how I disguise myself.

You must be asking yourself why?
Mmh
I work at a bar at night since the money we earn at Zack's isn't enough for our bills, my fees and mom's treatment.

I take my late aunt's ID card and take a cab. After arriving, I walk to the restroom and remove my sweatpant and hoodie. I walk to the counter ready to take orders when the manager arrives.
I heard we were going to have a new member of staff.

"Amelia, we have someone here to help out. "
I turn facing him and I'm too shocked to see Jessica. Who seems too shocked to see me too.

There gosh my first chapter
Too much description I know, but it will gradually cease

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