Disclaimer
Hi everyone, it's MOXIE here again. I'm making this disclaimer to let everyone know that there will be Spanish-to-English translations in this chapter and vice versa. Once again, I did this with the help of Google Translate. Therefore, the translations may be inaccurate, and if they are, please let me know, and I will do my best to correct them. Enjoy this chapter, everyone!
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September 3rd, 2011
I walk into one of my new classes at my new school, which is already in session. I then handed the teacher my schedule. She glances at it and then looks up at me. She parts her bright red lips into a forceful smile, which exposes her pearly whites. However, the shine and the clarity of her teeth are being into a compromising position because of the lipstick stains on them.
"Julian Rivera, I'm Miss Cane," she says. Her voice is monotone, which makes me uncomfortable, and causes me to frown with disdain internally.
"Nice to meet you." My lips curl-up into a tightlipped smile. Ms. Cane turns away from me to face her desk, and she hands me a large packet of what I assume are course materials, after writing something on it with a red pen.
"I put the names of your partners for the class project on this packet. This packet is a guide on how to complete the project." Miss Cane tells me. Wow, straight to the point, huh?
"Okay, but it might take me a while to catch up on the course work," I tell her.
"I know that." Miss Cane crosses her arms and sighs in annoyance. "Since your new here and you don't know the ways of any of your courses yet, I paired you with two of the best students in this class. Their names are Marla and Zoe." Miss Cane signals me to follow her by the use of her gesture toward the middle of the room. A few moments later, we stop at two desks in which two girls sat next to each other, working quietly with their heads down. The girls are complete polar-opposites. The blonde-haired one is in black suede high-heel shoes along with a silver-studded top and skinny black jeans, whereas the female with raven hair is in a pair of jeans, a sweatshirt, and green converse.
"Girls," Ms. Cane says to grasp their attention.
Both of the girls look up from their work. Suddenly, I recognize the gorgeous girl with blue eyes and jet black hair, my Juliet. I smile at her and look deep into her eyes. She slightly flushes before looking down again. I barely know her name or where she lives, but somehow I've fallen in love with her already. Wow, Julian, wow.
"This is Julian, your third partner. You're going to be a trio." My Cane walks away as the girls nod their heads. I stand there quietly with my bag still over my shoulder, staring at my Juliet.
"Are you going to stare at her all day? Or can you sit down, so that we can keep working?" The Harpy with blonde hair asks.
"You don't need to be rude," I shot back as a rebuttal to her snarky queries.
"Yeah, whatever." She waves her hand, dismissing me. "I'm Marla, and this loser that you keep gawking is Zoe."
Zoe; Zoe, I love that name it's original or perhaps, I love her name just because it's hers. But why does she keep talking about my Juliet that way? I frown in disgust as I reluctantly tear my gaze away from the beautiful goddess and look in front of me, before plopping down on the desk-chair next to Zoe. Afterward, I take my bag off of my shoulder and look at the packet on the desk in front of me.
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Zoe. | Recharged. | Book One.
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