I walked through the empty halls searching for the principal's office, I smiled when my eyes landed on a white door with 'Principal's office ' boldly written on it, I quickly opened the door handle revealing a chubby man on a seat looking very focused on what he was doing, not even noticing my presence
"Good morning sir, I'm Tracy Troy and I'm meant to start here today" I say smiling sweetly at him luckily he returned it and gestured for me to sit down
"Welcome miss troy, I've been waiting for your arrival since last week," he said opening his desk drawer and pulling out some papers, he scanned through them before handing two over to me "That's your timetable and your after-school activity form, just scan through them and make your pick " he said smiling, I scan through the activities listed and couldn't help but cringe at the sight of ballet
"Sir I'm a ballerina, so I already have an after school activity, just not in this school " I say as politely as I can, he furrowed his eyebrows and collected the form
"Okay, I'll speak to your mother about this.... in the meantime hope you have a lovely first day " he said making me smile and walking out the door, I immediately started looking for the English class because according to my timetable, it's my first class... I finally find it and couldn't help but hesitate to open the door, when I do everyone turns their head to stare at me.. some even start whispering, I take in a deep breath and search for a seat, mother always said that people's eyes on you shouldn't make you nervous but bold
"Your late " The teacher said with a nasty scowl on her face
"I know " I say in a bitchy tone making everyone laugh... ugh I didn't mean it to come out that way, the teacher frowned even more and I quickly ran to the empty seat I spotted, I pull out my English note and began scribbling what was on the board
" I know you didn't mean it to come out that way " a beautiful dark skinned girl said smiling at me
" Yeah...I didn't, I don't even know why I said it that way " I say and she chuckled softly
"I'm Nichole, I don't have friends but if I did they'd call me Nicky "
She said making me laugh
"I'm Tracy, I also don't have friends but if I did they'd call me Tracy " I say making her laugh as well
"Could we be friends?" she asked smiling sweetly, on a normal occasion I'll say no, I don't like having friends because I don't know when I and my mom will have to change location and I don't like missing people.. ....but I don't know what pulled me to say
"Yeah, yeah we can "
"OMG, yes...I have a friend, my brother is never going to believe this " she said extremely excited making me laugh.
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"Your hair is so long, I'm jealous " Nichole said touching my hair and then touching hers, her hair was awesome it was curly and reached her shoulder
"Your hair is awesome " I say stuffing my face with my salad
"Why are you eating a salad and not chips like me " she said stuffing her face with her good-looking chips
"I'm a ballerina remember?, I have a strict diet" I say smiling at her, earlier today I told her I'm a ballerina and she laughed probably thinking I was joking
"Whoah so you weren't kidding? " she asked looking surprised, she looks cute when she's surprised... I laugh at her and tense when I feel eyes on me, I turn around and freeze at the sight in front of me, Connor and his two friends from yesterday were sitting at the table behind us his two friends were looking at me while he was talking to a beautiful girl with long auburn hair, the sight of them made me boil all over, it felt like someone just snatched my boyfriend or something
"Those three over there are bad news, although one of them is my twin brother " Nichole said glaring at them, I didn't need a magician to tell me that the one with an awesome smile was her twin brother... they looked alike so much
"Why are they bad news? " I ask looking at them again making the one with crystal blue eyes wink at me
"They're players, drunkards and one of them is rumoured to be a committed biker " she said looking angry for some reason, Connor, Connor is obviously the rumoured biker, I look at them again and see as Connor whispers something into the girl's ear she gasped and faced me with a smirk, she got up stylishly and started walking over to my direction.... the closer she got the more she looked familiar
"Hey trumpy " she said sitting down beside me.....there was only one person who called me that, someone I despised with everything I was 'Chloe Massara'
"Chloe " I said sweetly
"Wow, it's really you. ....you look like you '' she said with an evil smile
"Good, at least I don't look like someone who's undergone ten plastic surgeries " I said with a fake smile
"Tracy " my friend called out in a warning manner
"Oh what a smart mouth you've become, it's good to see you're not still that weak loser you've always been... Anyway I have to get back to my table, my boyfriend is waiting " she said getting up and strutting over to her previous seat
'' Ugh. .... I hate her, so much " I said hitting the table, that bitch makes my blood boil she always does even when we were kids, I quickly remember her last words and decide to do my findings
"Who on that table is she dating? " I ask Nichole
"Connor, the one wearing..... "
"I know who Connor is Nicky," I said softly, I felt a stab in my chest at the news, why her?
''You've met? " she asked surprised
"We are childhood friends " I say suddenly feeling sad
"Awesome, if you know Chloe and Connor that means you can sit on the table " she said with a sparkle in her eye
"The table? " I ask confused
" Yeah, those four sit together all the time, everyone wants a chance to sit with them because of how awesome and filthy rich they are '' she said the sparkle not leaving her eye
"If all of them are rich, doesn't that make you rich?, because your brother is sitting on that table " I ask pursing my lips together
"It takes more than wealth to be able to sit with them, you need to be pretty and be friends with them " she said like she was lecturing some toddlers, I smiled and nodded slowly before going back to my salad.
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I run over to where I see Connor getting on his motorcycle
"Hey Coco, what's up? " I say smiling hopefully
"I'll ask you not to call me that, only one person is allowed to call me that " he said shocking me
"Who would that be?" I ask
"Chloe " he said putting on his helmet, what the heck?
"How can she call you a nickname I created for you? " I ask steam practically coming out of my ears
"Actually she thought of it herself, and I loved it " he said mockingly, that's impossible... how can she think of the same nickname for the same person
"Why are you behaving like this, I thought you said we were cool. " I said suddenly feeling a headache
"We are Tracy, but that doesn't mean I want to talk to you, I don't even want to see you... the sight of you makes me so sick " he said harshly causing me to feel a stabbing pain in my chest
"I know we are in the same school and we will probably see each other a lot at your father's biker shop, but I beg of you when we meet either here or at your father's shop... let's pretend like we have never met " he said starting his engine and driving off.
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RomanceLove and hate are similar in this book A story about an inseparable bond that got separated. Tracy and connor were best friends since they were little they promised to always be together...till, Tracy left without a word and connor's mom died. 5 yea...
