➥ chapter one

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— ✿ —IVANA's POV

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IVANA's POV

"Come on! You have start school tomorrow Ivana. Can you please be responsible and pack your things for tomorrow?" my mum said. Why do I have to start tomorrow, I just came to this country for god sake. *Snap sound*
Oh would you look who decided to answer my message.

alex 👻 : have you unpacked yet? ivy: oh come on now your acting like my mum :(alex 👻 : I mean she's not wrongivy : whatever I need to pack, talk to you later lexa

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alex 👻 : have you unpacked yet?
ivy: oh come on now your acting like my mum :(
alex 👻 : I mean she's not wrong
ivy : whatever I need to pack, talk to you later lexa.
alex 👻 : I told you to stop calling me that but ok bye >:(

My names Ivana Mirez. I'm a 16 year old who moved to New Jersey my hometown because my mum got promoted at her job. I've been talking to Alex for a year ( as friends of course. ) But I've actually never seen his face. Yes, sometimes I get scared that he could be a 50 year old man behind the screen but he's actually a nice person. I don't wanna show my face either though. What's weird is that even though he's like a stranger he's a person who knows me more than my other friends. In real life of course. "Ivana! Where are you! Your best friends are here." Mum yelled.

Would you look at that here they are now. "Krizzie! Abigail! Jasper! Mila! Ayvah!" I screamed with joy. It's been a long time since I've seen my old friends here in Jersey. Wow they really have changed a lot. Except krizzie she still wears her low braid with catfish strands coming down from her hair which I find really funny.

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