chapter one

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There he is.

 He is kissing this girl but wont stop staring at me.

Staring right at me like he knows me. But I'm new to this school, how could I have seen him before? He looks so familiar, Blonde hair blue eyes, short, but sporty.

Who is he and why is he looking at me?

(the bell rang and I walked off to class)

"Hello class welcome our new student this year mya rose"

(in unison) "hey mya"

Apparently they don't get a lot of new kids here, this is a small country In Michigan. Everyone knows everyone here. Well everyone but me anyways. Today when I was walking through the hall everyone kept saying "hey mya" when honestly I have no idea who they are. But they all know me. Personally I think that's kinda scary.

I cant stop thinking about that guy that I saw. He hasn't been in any of my classes yet, but I cant stop thinking about why he looked so familiar. And it wasn't like someone y think you saw before, no, this was something else. It felt like I've known him my whole life. But I know that I've never seen him before. Who is he?


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