Alexandria: Her

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 She was obviously new. I had never seen her before and if I had, I would've remembered. She was gorgeous. Her skin was a mix of tan and light mocha colored brown. Her hair was slightly lighter than her skin but slightly curly. Her face was small, with deep brown eyes, pink lips, and a thin nose. She had glasses and Chinese bangs. But the thing that stood out to me the most was her body. It was the definition of perfect. She was curvy but had a thin waist. Her ripped black jeans and green army camouflage looked like it was made for her. This description might not seem impressive, but all her features just somehow looked right together and made her look like some kind of model.

"Who the fudge is that?" Mia demanded. (I'm going to make this PG).

"I don't know. Must be new," I replied as I saw her grab her bag.

"Your drooling!" she complained to Sean and Dean.

"No, I'm not!" they said in unison. Then they realized they said it at the same time and fist-bumped. I resisted the urge to slap my forehead.

"Who is that?" Cece demanded as she strutted to us to get a good look.

"I don't know," I repeated as I saw her walk up to the sidewalk. Already, there were whispers about her from the whole student body.

"Wow," one whispered in awe.

"She's hawt," another muttered.

"She looks like she got her hair done with a blender," CeCe scoffed. Nobody paid any attention to her.

"ARIEL!" a voice screamed. The girl looked up and smiled at the person who shouted. The girl who shouted had bleached blonde hair that was frizzy and looked barely brushed. Her eyes were murky brown like swamp mud, and she was so thin that her baggy hoodie hanged off her body like a sheet. Tiny, skinny jeans covered her legs and as she ran to the new girl, she pushed her glasses up and arranged her frizzy Chinese bangs (Chinese bangs are currently a trend). Winter. My old childhood best friend, who distanced me away from her to keep me safe.

"Winter!" Ariel exclaimed. Then everyone lost interest.

"So she knows a nerd and has the name of a Disney princess. Boring," Cece said. But she wasn't boring to me. The girl was gorgeous but hanged out with my old nerdy best friend with a dark past. Sounds plenty interesting to me. Winter dragged Ariel to her group of friends. And when I say a group of friends, I mean 5 or 6 girls. That's how many friends Winter has.

As I scanned Winter's friend group, I noticed 2 girls that were old friends: Chloe and Kyla. Chloe had a long face with huge, dark brown eyes that twinkled whenever she smiled, which was 99% of the time. Her face was sprinkled with freckles and her lips were a pretty shade of coral. Her hair was a thick brown with dyed blonde streaks mixed in and she had Chinese bangs. She was super curvy and her face literally radiated happiness. Seriously, it looked like she was about to poop out rainbows or something. She had on light-wash jeans, a red shirt with the number 97 on the front, and a black jacket tied around her waist.

Kyla was the exact opposite. She was African American and had purple-streaked black curly hair tied in a ponytail. She had brown eyes, pink lips, and her face was round. She had on black jeans, a strapless purple tube top, and a black leather jacket to top it off. She had long black acrylic nails and she wore black glasses that looked super stylish. She was also curvy and looked like a motorcycle rider. Am I surprised? No.

When we were little, Chloe, Kyla, Winter, and I used to be super close. We sang, did homework, gossiped, and fought together. But at the beginning of Freshman year (and we're now Juniors), we drifted. We had many reasons. Different categories, different interests, different friends, and dangerous secrets. Like Elizabeth. I pushed her out of my head. I prayed to God every day that nobody will ever find out about Elizabeth's fate, or we would all be dead. So far, nobody had. That was about to change.

Edit: You guys must've gotten sick of Alexandria, so next part will be Ariel :D

Lots of Love,

Nessa

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