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Ongoing, First published May 20, 2018
Mature
I had a smile on my face as I entered my home room, and everyone was sitting engrossed in their own hives and circles to notice anything else. Talking about their summer vacation and what not. I sighed as I took a seat at the far back of the class. I packed my hair which I had let down into a ponytail and got out my dark wine glasses which I keep in my bag. I didn't really need them but it was all part of my disguise.

I plugged in my earphones and listened to Bruno Mars' song when a boy and girl of around the same age entered the class, the boy was huge and buff while the girl was petite and pretty, you didn't need anyone to tell you they were twins. Now everyone in class was staring at them as they took their seats on the desks to my left. I ignored their eyes that had darted to me, I didn't want to compromise my disguise.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, that had never happened before. 

"Mayday, Mayday, abort mission, abort mission" the little pilot I always imagine was riding me yelled.

I turned and met silvery grey eyes and pale skin with freckles and dark silvery hair.

"Hey, I'm Scarlet... But my friends call me, Scar... This is my brother Stratton" she said.

I gave a polite nod and smile and turned away thinking she'd understand and stop talking to me before anyone else notices. She was new, so she would obviously draw a lot of eyes, we never get new folks around this parts, so that alone would intrigue everyone.

I'm Sarah Anais King and this is a story of how 2 teenagers ruined my senior year and soon my life.
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