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IVY's pov:
I walk into the classroom and thankfully the teacher hasn't arrived.bless her . Cause I can't bear being the center of attention just because I walked in some minutes late to class.
I ignore the stares I'm receiving and head for the last row, finding a perfect spot to sit .
I put on my headset, turning it to the highest volume and shutting the whispers out . While I focus on reading my novel.

A woman whom I believe to be the history teacher walks into the room.
And I put my headset away and close my novel.
"Good morning students". She reaches for the white board and scribbles history, underlining it.
"Sorry I'm late again. I had to deal with preparing my little angels and dropping them off at school since my husband is overseas and there is no one else to help with the little errands." She rambles. Who gives a fuck about her being late?
"Before we proceed, word got to me that we have a newbie amongst us today. Can I see her?"
All heads turn to the back, their gazes on me.
"Just perfect" I murmur rolling my eyes. I escaped being the center of attention and now the spotlight I dread is on me.
I stand adjusting my skirt, and getting ready for a session of twenty questions.
"There you are sweetheart" she beams.
"Tell us about yourself so we can all get to know you."
"I am ivy brown."I say very flatly.
She raise her eyebrows waiting for more details but I stand staring at her.
"That's all?" She asks totally surprised.
"Yeah" .
"That's quite weird." She murmurs, reaching for the board and scribbling away.

IRIS pov:
My classes today weren't bad.
I met this Sweeny girl during physics class and she happens to be my kinda person so we just clicked.
Now we are really good friends.
I wonder if ivy kept up with being a bitch to people on her first day.
Talk of the devil, I see her making her way to me.
"Can we head home already?
I'm bored and tired as fuck."she whines.
"Wait a little while I put my books in my locker." I start packing my things and stuffing them in my bag then hurriedly head for my locker to keep my books.
"I'm done .we can go now".I say to ivy, and she hurriedly slings her bag over her shoulder and we leave the room.

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