Chapter 1.

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I tried to help but the Body collapsed.

Flashback.

I remember when I first moved to Chicago, I didn't know much about it besides that it was called the "WindyCity" and let me tell you thats not an understatement because it is FREEZING down here. Well, I did move here from California. So you can only imagine how hard it was for me to adjust.

One cold morning, as I was walking to my first day of school. My hands were so clammy, I guess I was just nervous. A new school what was I too expect? Was i going to be bullied? Talked about? Make friends? Make no friends? You could only imagine the rush of emotions going through my mind and body. I had butterflies and I think I was getting a headache. The walk from my house to the school was about 10-15 minutes so i didnt have much time to prepare my self for the day.

I stood still once I saw the high school it was so..so.. small? Well not small but definitely not the size of my highschool back in California. I knew people would find out i was the new girl or know there was a new girl. I stepped inside & I saw what was like any typical highschool cliques EVERYWHERE. Typical. I knew i would be alone.

I heard the first period bell ring. It was loud and obnoxious and it definitley was not helping my growing headache. I struggled to find my first period class but no one was helping me. Until I saw this one girl. She seemed nice, but she looked like one of the popular girls. She was gorgeous and seemed to be almost perfect. She looked like she came from California, she had long blonde hair , blue eyes, a perfect body and for some reason had a tan.

I was heasitant to ask her for directons because I was in no position to be embarressed but I was also in no position to miss first period on my first day of school. Too bad she realized me staring and she winded up coming to me. "Can I help you? You seemed to be staring at me pretty hard..dont do that." I stood there silent. I went to say something but air came out of my mouth, she started to laugh. "Relax girl, Im just messing with you. I'm Ellie and your the new girl." Great, people did know. She continued. "I dont wanna call you new girl for the rest of this year whats your name?"

She wanted to know my name? I cant lie i was happy and I felt a smile appear on my face, but to hide it I started to laugh. "My names Alex and I'm kinda lost..can you help me find E213?" she started to talk again hopefully with a route to my class im already 10 minutes late. "Hi Alex.." she said with a smile, "your far from E213, your lucky my class is right next door, walk with me?" I immediatly said yes. I wanted to be her friend.. or maybe I just wanted a friend?

We walked down the empty hallway for about 10 more minutes. Im 20 minutes late now I dont want to get in trouble. "Ellie are we almost there I really don't want to be late." She laughed at me..again. "Girl don't worry im late too I'll just let Ms.Robinson know your new." she was a life savior. "Thank you ! Your defnitely a life savior. And thank you for being so kind to me too it's definitely makes my first day here easier." she smiled "No problem, you seem like chill person,and your tan.. which is perfect because everyone here is pale." she lets out a soft chuckle and I laughed at that joke because it was true.

We reach E213, finally. She knocks on the door and begins to open it. Everyone, and when I say everyone I mean the whole class was screaming "ELLIE!", "HEY". I knew she was popular. Ellie smiles at everyone but ignores them at the same time and goes straight to Ms.Robinson. "Ms.Robinson, you have a new student sorry she was late she was lost and I had to show her the way." what was that suppose to me? I could have found my own way but she insisted to walk with me since shes next door. "Hi Ellie thank you for bringing her to class. Sweetie whats your name?" She said it with a smile and a sweet voice. She was maybe about 55. "Im Alexandra Riccardi, but you can just call me Alex. Im really sorry about being late." She smiled and told me not to worry about it.

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