Prologue

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Sylvia

October 18,  9.00

"I don't know about you but you look like a depressed loner" was the first thing I hear from a familiar face in my classroom. "Shut up Olivia," I said as I sit down in my usual spot. "You know maybe you should make friends and wash your face. I'm being serious, I'm not trying to offend you," Olivia gave out a chuckle. "Be friends with who exactly? I don't need anyone. I like being alone," I unload my bags and grab my social studies books. I dread today. I am running on 5 hours of sleep and after this class will be math class. 

Olivia? Oh her, she always bullies me for some reason. She sees Sylvia Jacobs as a target to let out her frustration from her life at home. But it's just the usual. 

I actually have no idea how to do 8th-grade math. For homework, I usually just search for the answers for my homework. I really didn't learn anything this year. I hate school but I can't say that. I hate school, no you can't how will you get a job in the future? That's probably the reaction I'll get if I say that to someone. Math and science just make my head hurt. I don't understand why I must learn about Newton's laws just because Newton was too busy being a nerd instead of getting any girls.

But at least we won't have a test until next month. I have time to learn. As the bell rang, the teacher came into the class. Mrs Peeters explain today we must make a group of 3 and we will make a group project. We will have to make a PowerPoint presentation and present it as a group. I prefer if we just do a quiz but the worst part is that Mrs Peeters will pick the group for us. There were around 21 students in my classroom meaning there will be 7 groups. I was chosen to be in group number 4 with two people I forgot were even my classmates. 

Their names are Lily Kloet and Amélie Willems. The material for our ppt was about world history. We were allowed to discuss any countries history, not just Belgium. I kinda want to learn more about the Russian Revolution, so that could be a topic for the ppt. As I went to meet up with my group, I saw Amélie sitting at the back near the window. I sat next to her and she didn't greet me. I don't think she's rude, she's probably shy. "Hi," I greeted this girl I never noticed. "Hello, you're Sylvia right?" Amélie asked. "Yes," the aura felt so awkward. As we just sat there in silence, a girl came up to us. I think she's Lily.

"Hi, I'm Lily. You two are in group 4 right?" Lily said. "Yup. I'm Sylvia and she's Amélie," I explained. Lily sat on an empty seat near us. 

"So, what topic will make about for our ppt?" Amélie said. Amélie is known as the quiet kid in our class. She barely talks. She does have good grades but not the best. She is also a loner like me. She has strawberry blonde hair and green eyes. Her hair is straight with a bob cut with her bangs put behind her ears. She was wearing an oversized white sweater with a long brown skirt.

"I always wanted to learn more about the Russian Revolution. What about you?" I said. Let me give a bit of info about me. I'm just the type of girl who doesn't really bother with anyone. I'm not shy, I just don't like anybody here. I have thick but short brown hair. The length is around my shoulders. I'm actually kinda pale, I never go outside which is why. I am probably one of the tallest girls in my class. I'm currently wearing a black hoodie with skinny jeans. I also wear big round circle glasses, like the one's Harry Potter uses.

"Well, it's up to you guys. I'm not really into history," Lily said as she lays back on her chair. Lily is also another loner. I think she's pretty cool so far. She is shorter than Amélie and me but she's not that short. She has red hair with a messy wolf cut. She's wearing a dark green t-shirt under a black jacket with baggy jeans. I look down to see her wearing a pair of doc martens. She does have a grunge aesthetic. Unlike me and Amélie, Lily is actually likeable and not shy. She prefers to be alone, not because she doesn't like anyone but she likes peace and quiet.

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