Chapter Two: Crack In The Glass

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"Yes Ma I'll be careful, I have most of my classes with the Delinquents anyway so I'll be fine. Yes I'll behave...Mostly. I mean, yes, I'll behave most definitely because I'm such a goody two shoes!" I talk into the phone to my abortive mom Abigail.

I take a drag of my smoke before putting it out as I walk into the campus building, I'd never actually been here, I'd spent the last year in Australia and absolutely loved it, I missed my friends and family but we video called every night to keep in touch.

"Yes ma, look I have to go now. Ok. Yea bye. Love you too, give dad and Luna and Aiden kisses for me, I'll call you all later" I tell her as I hang up, sighing I look around the huge building.

I was supposed to meet Raven here but clearly that wasn't happening since she was no where to be seen, she's probably of with her girlfriend-who's-not-actually-her-girlfriend-yet as Raven calls her, she's been having a friends with benefits with some girl for the past year and has refused to give me any details of the girl though from the look in her eyes and the tone of her voice when she talks about her they've gone far past the just casual sex line, besides she even added the yet so there's hope that maybe she will finally find someone who loves her.

I groan as I walk down the hall, reading the door labels as I go past, I walk for 15 minutes before I finally, finafuckingly, find the registration desk, I must have come in through the back.

"How can I help you?" The red headed woman asks on a thick Scottish accent, her glasses resting on her nose as she looks up at me.

"I'm here for my time table" I reply to her, my voice monotone as it always is with people I don't know, the receptionist nods and looks back to her computer, asking for my full name, "Clarke Arklynn Praimheda-Griffin" I reply evenly, the woman types it into her keyboard and presses a few buttons before the mini printer starts to print beside her, she takes out the paper and hands it to me, "Cheers" I say in thanks, she looks up at me curiously for a moment probably haven't heard anyone use that term of slang before, "I'm Aussie" I inform her with a smirk, her confusion is instantly wiped away and she nods, looking back to the screen.

I chuckle as I walk away and look at my timetable, I may or may not have lied to my mother about having most of my classes with the Delinquents because truth be told I had no fucking idea what their or my time table was, it's January 3rd 2009, it's a Wednesday, I'd gotten back from Australia yesterday after a delayed flight because of bad weather, so I have English first in room OC5, I sigh as I start my hunt for OC5.

I look at my left wrist where the friendship bracelet me, Lexa, Anya and Lincoln each made, when put together in the right order they said, 'Family Forever Always Together', mine had 'Forever' in beads, Lexa's had 'Family', Anya's was 'Together' and Lincoln's 'Together'. My bracket was green, white and black, Lexa's was blue, white and black, Anya's was purple, white and black and Lincoln's was red, white and black.

We each made one when we were 5 and I've never taken it off, it makes me feel close to them even though I have no idea where they are or what their doing now.

I also have a choker on that is silver, Raven, Octavia and myself all got matching tattoos and a necklace for Octavia's 18th birthday a year ago just before I left for Australia, the tattoos where 3 love hearts on our inner forearms, only one on each was coloured in, Raven's top love heart was coloured in and the others just outlines because she's the oldest, my middle one is coloured in because in the middle age out of us while the other two where outlines and Octavia's bottom one was coloured in while 2 other where outlined above it, bellow the vertical hearts was a quote that said 'Sisters' like the Tv show Friends logo with the coloured dots in between, growing up and still now we all are obsessed with Friends and always watch re-runs of it.

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