"Dad?!"

"Snowball!" He grinned.

"I'm not yours anymore. You left me, remember?" I sneered

"Aw, come on Snowball, I'm lonely."

"Gee, I wonder why."

"Snowball..."

"Come on Maddy. I don't want you to see my sad excuse of a father.
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"Hello dahling," some weird chick came strutting to me, grabbing my face.

She has... long black hair.

"Who are you?" I squeaked.

She gave a fake laugh. "I'm Renee White of course."

My eyes widened. I told her in a low voice, "I know what you did to Natasha, Margaret."

Her aura turned ominous as she gave a mean glare. "How do you know who I am?"

I didn't answer.

"Oh well. I'll make sure I'll make your life a living hell. And all these precious folks will help m—"

"Ah! Renee White?" Margaret... or Renee, as I should say, whipped her head around.

"Yess, that's me!"

"Won't you introduce yourself to the class?"

She cleared her throat as she said, "My mom is an actress and my father a movie creator. I have been living in the dark, feeling suicidal, until they picked me up. Now here I am, living a fine life with all of you! I hope we have a nice year."

I scoffed at her. Her personality was pure fake and her speech was too. Although, the class didn't care. They were clapping and crying like there was no tomorrow.

"Alright Renee, go sit by the window."

At least she didn't have to sit by me for the rest of the year. Make my life a living hell? Yeah right.