Chapter 4

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Nora's P

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Nora's P.O.V.

"Have a good day at school Nora." Mom told me. "I love you." She added.

"I love you too see you later." I told her. We hug and I turn on my heel and walk inside. It takes me no time at all to find the office. Once I step inside the temperature changes just a smidge.

"Hello how may I help you?" The office clerk asked.

"Hello my name is Nora Mikaelson I am new here. I came to pick up my schedule and things of that nature." I explain. The office clerk types something into the computer.

"Ah yes here you are I am printing your class schedule and locker combination now." The office clerk told me. After two sheets of paper are printed the clerk hands them to me.

"Thank you." I smile.

"No problem dear. Welcome to Pacific Grove High School." The clerk gave me a warm smile and I proceed to walk out of the office. A body collides with mine and I would have fell if the person didn't catch me.

"I am so sorry I-" I cut myself when I look up.

"It's okay." Adrian said smiling. I blink my eyes a few times knocking me out of my daze.

"Hey." I greet.

Hey." He greeted back.

"Looks like we go to the same school now." I pointed out.

"Seems like it." He said. I take a look at my schedule. "Do you need help finding your classes?" He asked.

"Yes that would be lovely." I answer.

"Let me see your schedule." He said. I hand it over to him. "Looks like we have first period together." He stated handing me back my schedule."You are going to love Mr. Jackson." He told me sarcastically.

"He's that bad?" I questioned as we started walking together.

"Absolutely he thinks he knows just about everything that went on in history." He explained.

"Let's see about that." I mumbled.

"What?" Adrian questioned.

"Oh nothing." I answered.

"This is us right here." He gestured towards an open door. He lets me walk in first and follows behind me.I look for a seat to sit in when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and find a raven-haired girl smiling at me.

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