Chapter three

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I wake up the next morning drenched in sweat.. what the hell happened? Oh yea the nightmare.. damn that was one hell of a nightmare. Standing up and stretching I head into my bathroom to shower and rinse off all the nasty sweat. Once I finish I step out and am fretted by the freezing air that is in my bathroom. Shivering I wrap a towel around my body and step onto the cold hardwood floors of my room. Slowly I get dressed and fix my hair making sure I look decent I run my hands through my hair out of nervousness.

Taking a deep breath I grab my satchel and head outside only to see I rustic truck waiting in the driveway

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Taking a deep breath I grab my satchel and head outside only to see I rustic truck waiting in the driveway. Confused I walk up to it and inspect it. Then Bella comes running out the front door looking like a hot mess. She then notices me and the truck and begins to explain. "Dad got me it as a welcome home present.. since your bike isn't here you'll have to ride with me for now." She tells me and I scowl not liking the idea of riding in a truck that looks like a piece of junk. However none the less I reluctantly get inside the truck and Bella behind to drive off. Half way through the ride I spot something running through the trees but it's to blurry to make out what exactly it is. So I choose to ignore it and put my earbuds in listening to Kansas's "carry on wayward son." Tapping my foot I move to the rhythm. Before I know it Bella has parked in a school parking lot. As I step out of her truck I take in my surroundings. Kids everywhere talking and gossiping just the normal stuff.. except for five other kids that just so happen to look like Greek gods. Trying not to stare I turn away and become nervous. They look similar to him.. I quickly shake that thought from my head and follow Bella into the school, avoiding eye contact with any of the students. This is gonna be a long day

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