Chapter 1

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Ok so guys this sounds kind of boring at first, but it WILL get better on part four.

Lizzy's point of view

I stepped off the bus and almost lost my footing on the icy ground. The rest of the kids did the same. A chilly wind ran by and slithered through the threads of my coat, while making my hair dance like red hot fire. I started to walk to school as I scanned the crowd of kids looking for anyone I know.

"Lizzy!" I heard a voice call from behind. I turned around and saw it was my best friend, Anna-Marie, bounding after me with her big green eyes and long blond hair streaming out from behind her. I loved her hair, it always reminded me of a river of golden silk. "Boo!"

"Hey" I said trying to cover the sorrow in my voice. (I hate Mondays)

"Did you do your Math homework this time? Ha ha ha that was so funny, you got detention!"

"Oh gee thanks." I replied sarcastically. We separated from the elementary schoolers and reached the small paved trail that lead up to the middle school. I gave a big yawn as we came closer and closer to the school. We broke off from the High schoolers halfway there and rejoined with a growing crowed of fellow middle schoolers. The bell rang and we all started go squeeze through the door. My first period was Math, oh joy. 

I walked into the class room and took my usual seat and got out my homework. The class went by really slow and I mean slow. Everyone almost fell asleep. The teacher just had us discuss the homework and take notes out of the book, with out talking or we got detention. Thank god that bell rang. 

I went to my next three classes. Video Production, U.S.History, and Science.

Lunch came pretty fast, since i enjoy my other classes. I ate lunch in the U.S. History class room. The lunch room is to full of people and if you say something weird they all look at you with a sideways look and all the eat at the same time so its crowded and loud, that is what the class room isn't so i eat in there with Anna-Marie some others.

I walked in and some music was playing.

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