chapter 1
As I walked through the hallway looking for the principals office, it was pretty awkward and uncomfortable how everyone's attention was on me.
I just have to shake it off, focus, Don't think too much, don't try too hard to fit in, and hopefully, I'd be just fine.
I was distracted from my thoughts when I suddenly noticed everyone's attention were somewhere else, the hallway began to clear up, making a free walkway. There were murmurings and some chantings. I couldn't help but to wonder what it was, or who it was rather.
I stood and watched in anxiety,eager to find out.
Could it be a celebrity? Was it possible that someone important attended the school?
It would literally be the best thing if it was to be Selena Gomez.
Three gorgeous hot girls walked out of a limo. As glamorous as they all looked, they were no celebrities. What a waste of anxiety and suspense.
"The meanest, richest and most popular girls in NY high school. Probably in the whole country" I heard someone say from behind me. when I turned to look, I noticed she was actually talking to me with a wide smile and excitement on her face.
"hey, am Emma," she said, bringing her hand forward to shake mine.
"I'm Emmi," I said, reaching out to shake her hands.
"I see you're new here, an exchange student probably?" She asked staring curiously at me.
"Yeah, we just moved in from LA last month," I replied
"Cool, I hope we can be friends.
And BTW, try not to mess with them, trust me ...you really don't wanna do that!" She said smiling at me as I nodded.
"Thanks" I said with a sweet smile.
"Come on, I'll show you around. I've been assigned to give the warmest welcome and a grand tour to our new students" I could see the excitement in her eyes as she said that.
She must really love her work.
I followed her as She gave me grand tour around the school and to the necessary places i needed to know about.
Well, maybe this wasn't going to be that bad after all.
Emma was a sweet nice girl, pretty too, with curled red hair flowing down her shoulders.
And I have to admit...she's got some damn sexy statue. I could tell she was from a middle class home. she had good manners and a good taste in fashion.
But it seemed like she didn't have that many friends. A rich friendless nerd perhaps.
She seemed so Peppy and innocent.
The way she talked, her looks, and the way she was so organized and well mannered, it made me feel more comfortable around her.
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