I groaned as my alarm rang for the fifth time. Reminding me, its Monday. Reminding me, I have to go to my new school. Reminding me, that if I don't get up, I'd be late on my first day. Reminding me, I have to meet new people.

Dear diary, I am so nervous. Is being nervous a good thing?. Jeez, Its a strange feeling.

You know am always prepared for whatsoever that comes my way in Paris. But right now, I don't even know what's about to hit me.

Its the first time I'd be going to school without my well ironed uniform. Right now, am wearing a black ripped jean and a white T-shirt with an Eiffel tower decor, and a silver heel sandal.

With a touch of concealer to brighten up my face. when I was done, I looked at myself in the mirror and I became nervous again.

What if am too overdressed?. Well being less dressed is still better than being so alarming. Isn't it?.

Well I'd have to find out the answer to my question by going to school.

A part of me wished Rosa's son was around to guide me on how forks high is.

I have to go now diary. The stranger called jack is calling me. I know you might be wondering why I won't acknowledge him as my father. Well I don't know the answer to that.

He looks more of a stranger to me. That's all.

I love you so much diarina. Xoxo.

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I came down from Jack's car, looking around. This school right in front of me is not what I expected. It is crowded.

And fuck!. I hate crowd.

Am not a shy type. Large numbers of people is just not my thing. I can bet there are lot of people like me.

"you'll be fine". Jack called me out of my thought. "Just go to the principal's office. Collect your locker pass, and classes time table and it's over".

As simple as that sounded, am so sure its not going to be that easy. I nodded. And as i turned to leave, he called me.

"Avira.. I wanted you to be here. Always". He looked so sincere. And before I could say a thing, he drove off.

What did he mean by that?.

If he really wanted me, he'd have showed me he cared. But he never did.

I inhaled, looking around. And I could really feel everyone gazing at me.

What's going on?

The school is so big and students are a lot much than DGHS. So why did they seem to notice me.

I made my way through the hallway as Rosa had described.

Viola! The principal's office.

Knocking. I couldn't hear a thing from inside, so I just opened the door. My fucking nerves.

He raised his head to look at me and I could see his disapproved glanced changed into an excited one.

Why does he look happy seeing me?.

"Ehm. Good day Mr..-". Oh no, Rosa told me his name and I have totally forgotten it. " Mr..-".

"Mr peter". He cuts me off. "You must be Avira. Jacks daughter".

"You know my father". Isn't that obvious avira?.

"Ah. Of course. He used to be my junior back then. And also rivals". He laughed. " Mehn, you have his eyes... And your mother's face and hair". And that was it. His smile fell.

What's wrong and why did his mood change at the mention of my mom's name. "Thanks".

"Am sorry you had to leave everything in Paris just to be here".

"I'll learn to live with it. Thanks". Jeez, is he going to keep on talking cause am really getting bored.

Mehn, why does everyone in this town like talking a lot?.

I jerked out of my thoughts. Am always getting carried away with thinking. My very old habit. "Huh?".

"I said, here is your locker pass and your classes time table. And you have to pick a language class. Since you're from Paris, I guess I'd be registering you for French". He looked at me, waiting for my approval.

"Hmm, no.. I mean, I'd like to sit for Spanish sir". I took my locker pass and time table.

Why spanish?. I really don't know. But I guess it because anytime Rosa speaks to Scar am always intrigued.

"Thats nice. Learning more than a language is smart of you. I'd fill you in".

"You can go". He added. And trust me, I didn't wait for him to say any other word before I hurried out.

My first class is calculus. Well calculating has never being a problem to me. No subject was.

Back in De genius, am usually the first in the whole school. Well I did flopped last year to being the fifth, but I gained my shine back.

I was a perfect nerd, but my social life never made it obvious. Well, I used to be DGHS darling. That was before -

You know, let's skipped that..

I had everything, except from love. My father never wanted me. My mother never had my time. And Eric betrayed me.

The cupid's assistant lacked love. So ironical.

Turning down the hallway, I bumped into a wall. But the wall is so strange. Its a moving wall. I regained my senses as I looked up only to realise it wasn't a wall but a girl.

Woah.. A hottie. "Oh jeez. Am so sorry".

"Oh my. Its nothing Avira". She chirped out, looking so excited.

"You know my name". I couldn't help but ask that.

"Who doesn't know your name?. Who doesn't know the new girl in town. The beautiful girl from Paris." She laughed.

"Everyone is pretty much interested in gossiping about you girl". She added.

Stretching her hand out, "Am bianca McKay. And welcome to forks high. You either love it here .. Or you don't. The choice is yours". She burst into laughter as she saw the confused look on my face. "That what I was told on my first day here. Two years ago".

"So did you get to love it?", I asked.

"Well, I love my boyfriend. So yeah, I love it here". She smiled.

I heard the school bell. "Its nice meeting you Bianca". Everyone is so nice in this small town.

"The pleasure is mine. Guess I have to go now". Looks like she's enjoying their convoy. Cause she added, "Mind showing me your classes schedule".

"Sure". I handed it to her.

She looked happy. "Wow, we have English together before lunch. Guess I'd be seeing you there". she winked.

"C'mon, I'd gladly walk you over to your math class". She held my hand and at first I was surprise.

Why is she so loving?.

But then I followed. Everyone was staring at me. Jeez, I don't like it. "But, I don't get. Why the stares?".

"Oh babe. This just the beginning. Wait till you come across the bitches".

"The bitches?". What bitches?.

"You know, we barely get a new student here in forks. So when Gina, the school blogger found out about your arrival, She studied your profile. Well I mean, your Facebook, twitter and Instagram. She even found out you're cupid's assistant". She continued, "Mehn, I still can believe your twitter is verified. And those followers on IG.. Jeez, I'd kill to have that amount". She did a killer face before laughing. Then she continued. "You were front page in forks high newspaper. That's why everyone is pretty much interested in the new hot French Chica".

I rolled my eyes at that. Believe me, this girl standing right beside me is hot. "Oh please, you're more hot than I am".

She chuckled. "Oh please.." Mimicking me. "You're basically the most beautiful girl in forks right now. And that's why I'd advice you to stay away from Quinn, Shelby and Chelsea. They're the bitches I was referring to earlier". She stopped at a door. "Okay, I guess I'd see you later. Good luck on your first class".

I smiled as i watch her walk away into the empty hallway. Everyone must have prolly found their way into their various classes. But here I am. So nervous.

Front page of forks high paper. Jeez..

Opening the door. The whole class went silent, including the teacher. All stares were directed to me.

I faced the woman in her early forties. "Good morning ma'am". Thank Goodness am never the shy type.

"Hi Avira. We've been expecting you. Welcome to calculus and I hope you don't get lost in the world of numbers".

I couldn't help but smile. "Numbers are actually my favourite things ma'am".

"Good. You may have your seat then". She pointed to the empty seat at the back of the class.

I scanned the class as I walked. They were all murmuring. Jeez. I took a seat close to a girl with thick lenses. And she smiled at me.

Everyone is so nice. Guess my one month stay wouldn't be as dramatic and exhausting as I thought it would be.

"Okay Avira. Am Mrs Bella. If you really find it hard here. You can always come over to me okay". The teacher gave her best smile and all I could do was nod.

"Okay class, knock knock". Mr Bella continued as the whole class started ranting. "C'mon answer me".

Who could be knocking?

"Jeez. Okay okay, Am sure y'all know who's knocking". She looked around with a big grin on her face. "Test is knocking".

The girl beside me groaned as well as ninety percent of the whole class. If looks could kill, Mrs Bella would be dead by now.

"But ma, Zara and Fynn are absent". The girl beside me raised her voice. She sounds so confident.

"Well that's bad for them. Bring out your books. I'll gladly give you five minute to check it through". Mrs Bella paused, smiling." Yeah yeah, I know am your favourite teacher. No need to thank me".

Mehn, I just really hope the others are like her. Back in Paris, all the teachers are witches and evil. You barely see a smile on their faces.

I looked at the girl sitting beside and damn, she deserves the award of best starer in the building. She made it so damn obvious she's staring.

Like girl, give me a break.

She had mentioned Fynn and Zara's name earlier. Who are they? And why are they not in class?. Don't get me wrong its none of my business. But like I usually say, curiosity is what-

Instead of them checking through their book. They're just stealing glances at me. What's the big deal, huh?.

Fine I get. Am from Paris, so?. Am beautiful, durh!. They're prolly other beautiful girls in this school. So what's their fucking deal?

Someone tapped me from behind, passing a note to me. Strange. He raised his hands, he wasn't the one who sent it. It was probably passed to him too.

I slowly opened it. 'Dear Cupid assistant, I went through your page on insta and I saw how good you're in advising a desperate person in a relationship. Well, I'm dating a dude. Its been three month since we started dating. Its kinda a love/ hate relationship. I just don't understand. One minutes we're ripping each other's head off, and the next, we're fighting for each other. It feels like am the one that keeps trying, the first to say Hi, the first to text. And now, I just feel like am being annoying. Sometimes I feel like making out with his best friend to get a reaction out of him. Help me out Avira. Xoxo, Kayla'.

Wow. I can't believe am really going to continue what I love doing best here. I tore a piece of my note.

'Dear Kayla, Am very happy that you ignored the fact that am new here and you're pouring your heart to me. First, I'd advice you not to make out with his best friend or anyone. Don't do that. Trust me, you're not the first person have heard say that. But listen, relax a little. If you think he needs a little space give it to him. Don't worry, he'd come around. Don't cal him, don't text him, act busy, don't flirt with other guys just be cool. Give him time to decide what he truly wants and voila!, he's back. I can bet that. Have a nice day and I'd be glad to hear from you later. Xoxo, Avira'

I folded the paper as I sent it back to the source. Sighing, I feel victorious.

"So you're the God of love assistant". The girl beside me said. Did she just talked to me. She had a lovely voice that I really so much wanted to compliment. But you know, Mrs Bella interrupted.

"Okay everyone. Books out". She passed the test questions. "No talking, No looking sideways". She frowned. "You know the rules.. Good luck".

Today's so slow. Fuck!.

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Like I said, today's so slow. I miss Paris. Everything is just so different. Its fourth period and am already tired of sleeping.

I had received six letters in the pass three hours. Guess the teenagers here are more desperate than that of the French girls.

Finally, I heard the school bell. Thank goodness. It was lunch now and mehn, am so hungry. Rubbing my sleepy eyes, Bianca came over.

"I can't believe you slept through out the whole class". She laughed.

"Don't blame me. Blame the English teacher. She's so boring". We both chuckled.

"Cmon. My friends are waiting. They'd be so happy you're friends with me". She jumped excitedly as she locked her hands with mine.

We both headed to our various locker. Urgh,  what's my pass code again?... Okay 114477. I imputed it and it opened. Thank you. Placing my English note, I sighted my diary. I had brought it over, thinking I'd get to pen things down about I being the only one and how my day was awful. But Cupid seems nice today. I got a friend already. I'd prolly write in it later.

I locked my locker as I trailed behind Bianca into the school cafeteria. And here we go again. Everyone was staring at me. "I still don't get why they won't look away".

"Like I said. Welcome to forks high". She laughed as we went over to a table. "Hey guys". She kissed a guy, sitting close to him. That's definitely her boyfriend. She dipped he hand's into a potato fries on the table.

"I promise to steal your apple when you order". The other girl said as they all laughed. She looked at me. "Hey Cupid's girl. We meet again".

Now I get. She wasn't looking that familiar because she wasn't in her thick lenses like earlier. But I recognized her now, grey eyes like that of a metal. She was my seat partner in calculus.

"You know each other, Gina?" Bianca asked. And damn I was pissed.

So she's Gina. The school blogger. I cut in, "Yeah, we've met. More of she's my sit partner in calculus and less of she's the reason why everyone is staring at me". Okay that came out rude.

Believe me, I didn't mean to sound like a bitch.

Way to go Avira. You just managed to turn your new friends into enemies...

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