The new school

The new school

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Hi I'm Emily and I'm going to tell you the story of my life, so there aren't many things to know about me... I'm seventeen years old and I'm from Clifton, I lost my parents at airplane crash when I was only five years old. Since then I live with my grandparents and my mother's big sister, my aunt Erica. She and my mom weren't very close, because of that the two of them liked my father John in high school, but he choose my mom over Erica like everyone else in the school. I've heard that my mom was the perfect girl in the school- good grades, leader of the cheerleaders and everyone wanted to be her friend, while my aunt Erica wasn't very popular or smart. She loved to break the rules and sneak out of the most classes and go to the punk clubs around the city. I look more similar to my aunt, because I do the same things sneak out and skip classes I even fight sometimes, so it's very hard for me to find my place in school. Now I'm about to start new school and maybe change in a good way I hope so...
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I walk over to where he is lying down and close the door with my telekinetic powers, he looked really pale and he looked like he hasn't been fed for months on end. I stroke his cheek like he did when I was upset about something, I move my hand up to his forehead and close my eyes. I imagine the way he always had a gentle smile, the way his eyes would crinkle at the corners whenever he would laugh, the spark in his eyes whenever he saw me, how his skin looked like. "Bambina?" My eyes snap open at the familiar voice, my father gives me a small smile My name is Flame Thunderstorm and my best friend is Nicole. I was supposed to be an Alpha and Nicole a Beta but we were stripped of it, the council stripped me of me title because they thought that I killed my parents. But I know that it wasn't me, the killer became Blood Thunderstorm pack's Alpha. His brother took away Nicole's role so Nicole and I left, we ran away. I swore that I will avenge my mother and fathers death one day.

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