It's been a week that I've moved. Minnesota was a boring place. Well, it depends on where you live. I live in Champlin. I guess it's just your usual neighborhood. Anyways, I'm starting school tomorrow. I think it's called 'Gate High School' or something. Our house is a color of faded blue with white borders and a long driveway. There is a park nearby and there are not very much children. Our house has 5 rooms and 4 bathrooms. There is a porch in the back. The land is about .70 acre. It's pretty big, I guess. We're not even done un-packing. Maybe at the end of this month we will but if I make new friends and they wanna help... you know....
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This morning at 7, I awoke and got dressed up for school. To be honest, I'm a bit excited. I mean it might take time to make friends but I'm really good at that. I got dressed in a long sleeved, knitted shirt with mint stripes with white, brown combat boots with black patterned leggings and a pair of light and ripped skinny jeans. As for my make-up, it was a shade of light brown to show a crease on my eyelids.
As I arrived to the school it looked normal; like any other. The brown bricks were a shade of tan that made it look a bit of a newer model. On the grass were your regular groups: The jocks, fakes/plastics, smart ones, Asians, normal and mysterious people.
"I'm new here and I need my schedule." I asked the receptionist.
"Name?" She says, but doesn't look up at me.
"Chrene Remidy." I simply reply.
She mutters something under her breath then hands me a paper with my schedule on it.
"Can I have someone give me a short tour of the school before it starts?" I asked, politely.
Before she can respond there is laughter coming from behind me.
"Mr.Festch!" She yells and footsteps came closer to behind me.
"Take Miss.Remidy for a tour of the school." He obediently answered her and agreed. By the voice, I can tell he's kind of cute but when I turn around, it is no other than Ivan.
Ivan freakin' Festch.
"Festch." I grit my teeth, saying his name.
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Wattpad or my PC deleted half the story so therefore I had to rewrite the part and that's why this chapter was shorter and I might've no included some details and parts.
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Say Goodbye
Teen FictionOne moment she was breathing, the next she was on the ground unconscious. One moment she finds her boyfriend's deadly girlfriend past, the next...she was also saying goodbye.
