Chapter Five - The Encounter

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Bing! Bing! Bing! The passing bell rang and everyone got up and practically ran to the door. 'Just like every morning', I thought. I finally made my way to the door and started to head to my second hour, Choir hour I call it.

I've been in Choir since I was little. I'm manly a Soprano but my range can also go to second Alto and I'm very proud of that to be honest, I've worked my butt off to be able to have a range like that. all of my choir teachers loved me have told me that I need to stick to music. I don't know if I will be able to but I'm going to try my best.

I was halfway to my class of heaven when "KRISTI!!!" And then I was hugged from behind. I knew instantly who it was. I only have one person that hugs me like that and its was Scar.

She was one of my really good friends that I met this year. She moved here from Pennsylvania last year. Her hair was a dark blood red color at the top and that turned a fiery orange red at the tips.

Unlike me, her hair was past her butt and she had bright eyes that changed color from green to blue or blue to green depending on her mood. She loved bright colors and always wore them which always made my head spin, they were so damn bright.

She squeezed all the air out of me. "SCAR, I CAN'T BREATHE" I finally managed to choke out.

"Hmm oh sorry, Kris" she said.

"Its ok I just need air to live that's all."

She laughed. "Well, I just wanted to give you a hug but sometimes I don't know my own strength. But you know that!" She laughed.

"I know Scar, but wow, I mean I think you broke a rib." I rubbed my side playfully.

"NOW YOU'RE OVER EXAGGERATING!!" She yelled at me and playfully punched my arm with a smirk on her face.

I hugged her while I was laughing. "Yeah but you still love me." I said.

It's true though, Scar is pretty strong and doesn't know her own strength half the time. But somehow I'm stronger then she is, stronger than a lot of people in my school. No one knows it though because I'm able to control it somehow. I remember there was one time I accidentally flipped Scar over my back when she decided to come up behind me and grabbed me. In my defence I didn't know who it was at the time and I don't like being touched by people I don't know. It almost got me suspended.

"Anyway, you ready for choir?" She asked.

"Yeah I am I've been looking forward to it all through my history class."

"I heard we are getting a new student today and it's a dude so I'm even more excited!" She squealed.

"Huh? I didn't know we were getting new kid today... Hmm I hope he's a cool guy." I said.

"Yeah me to and where have you been? Everyone knows we have a transfer student coming today." She teased as we walked along.

"I've been up somewhere else. You know, in my own mind and things." I answered vaguely.

"Well come back here to reality. leave whatever's going on in that beautiful mind of yours and join me!"

"NO," I said, "NEVER!!!" I exclaimed making a weird face at her. Scar was laughing at my auction when... Bing! Bing! Bing!

"FUCK!!" I yelled. "We're late for class."

Scar started running to the classroom but then stopped. "ARE YOU COMING!?"she yelled.

"I need to go and get my music from my locker, you go ahead. See ya soon." I yelled back.

"OK!" she yelled back. "SEE YA!"

As we parted I made my way to my locker, my home away from home I called it. I retrieved my music and was heading to class, I was looking over it when and got distracted. I walked into something hard and a little taller than me, when I looked I saw an unfamiliar face looking down at me.

Man, were his eye a piercing blue, it gave me shivers down my spine. His hair was black and came down just a little bit past his neck, he had it gelled back showing a scar under his left eye and left eyebrow. He had a right bottom lip piercing, and wore black skinny jeans with red vans. A white t-shirt that said Black Veil Brides and a red and black plaid shirt over it.

Whoa who is this dude? I though, my breath was taken away right when he laid those piercing blue eyes on me.

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