I'm a new student at Knight's Academy. I just transfered to this school, in the middle of the school year, great. It's always fun to transfer in the middle of the year, because you're sooo caught up on everything that's happened since the beginning of it.
"Alexander White," someone said.
"What?" I replied quickly.
"Dozing off on your first day are we? At least try to make a good impression," the teacher stated firmly.
I blushed and sank into my seat. Trying to hide from everyone's laughing.
Why me? Why do I have to be the new student everyone can pick on. Why couldn't we stay where we were and not transfer school all of a sudden, what was so god damn impor-
"Alexander! Go to the office. They want you."
I got up, grabbed my stuff and left as quickly as I could. But what did the office want?
I stopped at my locker so I could put my stuff in it and a piece of paper fell out. I slowly picked it up, it was folded and obviously had writing on it. It was supper small though. Couldn't have been over an inch in both ways. Neatly cut, someone put this in my locker, and they either one wanted it to look neat just to freak me out, or the person had ADHD. I started to open it when.
"Alexander White?" someone said and I looked up immediately. "Come along, the office is waiting," a black haired girl said. She was beautiful. Obviously a student, little over 5'5" (five feet, five inches) her hair covered most of her face, but I could see one eye and part of her mouth, her eletric blue eyes were stunning, and she had black eyeliner on both top and bottom lid, making them pop. And her lips were the perfect pink color ever, obviously natural. I couldn't see her curves very eell though just her legs, because she was wearing a baggy black Monster sweet shirt and black skinny jeans. She was-
"Can you please follow me to the office now?" She asked, well it was less of a question, more of a let's-go-so-you-can-stop-staring-at-me way.
I nodded and she started walking down the all and I followed, she took a right, then down the hall, passed a few science rooms and then a left. She walked down two doors before she stopped and turned around to look at me.
"Don't do anything stupid, ok?" she said in a serious voice.
I just nodded in reply.
Then she turned around and grabbed the door nob and turned it.
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Broken, or Happy?
RandomLily is a 16 year old girl. She is said to have never been seen with tears or any sad expressions. If it true that she's happy, or is there more to her than just giggles? Read to find out.