Chapter 2: He knows him?!

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"Wake up! Rachael!" A voice had greeted me in the morning.

I slowly opened up my eyes, the curtains are wide open. Sunshine is blinding my eyes. I moaned and stretched. I still want to lay here at bed....

"Rachael! Rachael!" A young, morning voice called me again. I saw Sammy, shaking my body for me to wake up.

"You have to go to school, early! you promised me to buy every toy robot in the world once you finish your school!" Sammy continued shaking me. 

"Oh, Sammy... You do really want to own every single robots, do you?" I said as I sat down on the bed.

"Yes!" The young Sims said. 

"Well, I promise you, I'll do well on school, okay?"

"Yes please.." a very innocent favor from Sammy's mouth. Sam hugged me and helped me to get up in bed.

He led me towards the dining room, where mom and dad already started eating.

"Good morning Rachael.." A sweet greet from my mother.

"Good morning, mom, dad..."

"Hurry and eat up, young lady, you still have a big day ahead of you." My mom said as she poured my glass some water.

I pulled the dining chair so that I could sit and eat. 

"I'm sorry, I woke up late today, So that's all I could cook." My mom informed us.

"It's alright mom, As long as it's from your own works, I'd eat them happily..." I said and finished off my meal.

My mom stayed home with Sammy while dad goes to work, I bet he'll be walking down the halls so proud, telling everyone how he's been promoted.

~At school~

I sighed. Passing through a field of "popular" girls. I should behave, if I don't want to have a fight against these hopeless stupid girls. 

AND I should avoid getting bumped to one of them, like the ones of movies....

"Hey!" an obviously, mean voice called.

Oh heck, no! I immediately whispered to my self. Assuming she was calling to me. And, unfortunately, I was right.

I politely turned around. I gasped as I had a clue why she had noticed me.

She had the same bag as I had! SERIOUSLY??


She harshly looked at me and raised her eyebrows. She began walking towards me!! Oh, not now, please?

"I strictly do not allow people to copy anything from me. Especially not a stranger." She said with an extremely rude tone of voice.

Then everyone started crowding around us. 

"I-I'm sorry, I'll throw it right away." It was the only thing that I thought would end up this conversation right away.

"Well, obviously, you should. I never want to see you copying me, or see you, neither." She said, harshly. 

I slowly nodded. 

The mean girl turned away from me - unexpected though - and started walking.

Usually on movies I saw, mean girls wouldn't just walk out without harming you physically. That's why they're called mean girls.

"Rachael!" A familiar voice called.

I looked around, everyone was staring at me. And now, everyone knows me because of someone who called me.

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