Chapter 3:

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Chapter 3:

Is he the one?

I search the halls for for the office. After about 15 minutes I find it. It's at the back if the school down a long hallway. Shouldn't it be at the front if the school? I walk in the office and shyly say, "Can I have a tarty slip please?" The lady in a sophisticated dress says, "Yes. Just sign here please." "Okay", I say. The page looks like this:

You have explained that you are late to class. Please give us your reason here. __________________.

Sign here:____________.

Thanks for your time, Mrs. Cullman

Okay, ummm, the reasoning, I'll just put that I woke up late I guess. I really don't know how that happened. I sign my name at the bottom and turn it in. Mrs. Cullman gives me a tarty slip and I walk back to class. Luckily I have pretty good scents of direction so I found the class room fast.

When I finally sit down at my desk class is almost over. When the bell rings I turn in my tarty slip and then race out the door so the teacher can't say anything about the whole "being late" thing. I keep running down the halls and then without knowing what was going in I bumped into somebody. "OMG I'm so sorry! Really!", I say. I step back some and look at him. He looks so Handsome and strong. He has nice brown hair and brown eyes that are like pools of melted chocolate.

"It's fine. My names Four." He says. "Oh umm... Hi I'm Abby" I say back. "Well, I need to get to class. Talk to you soon?", he says. "Ugh, yes if course" I say. I think he might have been older than me. Like maybe in 10th grade or even 11th. But I felt something when I saw him. Is he the one?

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