You need all your pieces to play chess

Chapter One

"Hey guys, look!
There's the head of that nerd group!"
(Hahahaha)

Without making eye contact with the "popular" group I try to walk faster. While walking to the classroom, I grab my notebook out of my bag. Writing in my notebook about what's happening helps me to ignore the bullies. Writing has been my escape since my first year at highschool. People make fun of me since the day I joined the math club. If you're a member, making friends is pretty hard. Beside the other members at the club, who can't talk about something else than numbers and equations, I hardly have any friends. But I am okay with that. I don't mind them talking about numbers and equations, I love them. Last year changed everything. It changed my life, and today for the first time, I am going to write it all down.

My name is Xendra and this is my story.

"Don't be scared dear, it's just highschool. The first day is going to be difficult, but after making friends you will have fun."
My mom looks at me. I know that she wants me to calm down, but giving speeches is deffinetly not her cup of tea.

After grabbing my bag, I give her a kiss and get out of the car. Right in front of me I see a huge building. It alsmost looks like a castle. The only diffrence is that this building does not look magical, it looks like it has been empty for quite a lot of years. While walking to the main gate, I see a lot of new kids with their parents. Today is the first school day of this year. Being the new kid always scares me, because me and my mom have been moving from city to city a lot. I have been on a lot of schools, but that does not make me less scared today.
At the main gate there is a tall woman who gives you the information about the classrooms.

"Excuse me, my name is Xendra and I am new here."

The woman first looks at me like she is reading my mind. After that she askes me what class I'm in.

"11CA" I answer.

"You have to take the first stairs to the third floor. There you have to keep walking straight out. You'll see a door with the number 14 on it, that's gonna be your classroom for this year." Says the woman with a loud voice.

Having lessons in the same classroom throughout the year seams weird for high school, but without reacting on it I walk to the stairs. After folowing the instructions of the woman at the gate, I end up standing in front of the boys toilet. "Dont panic, keep calm. Go ask someone where classroom 14 is." I tell to myself. Talking to unknown faces has always been a problem. I'm scared to be judged. After a while, I decide to ask a girl, who just came out of the toilet, where the classroom is. The girl is wearing huge glasses, has curly hair and is wearing a long dress. The colour of the dress is light brown. She is wearing typical college shoes. I don't think this is her first year, she seems older than me.

"Hii, my name is Xendra and I am new here. A woman told me to go to classroom 14, but I can't find the way. Would you mind telling me where I have to go?"

The girl looks surprised. It looks like she is trying to decide wheter she is going to talk to me or not.

"Uhh, look. You should not talk to me. If someone see you talking to me they will see you as a member of the group. You will not be able to make friends if they do so." Whisperes the girl.
She looks at me for 1 minute, and then walks away. Without thinking much about it, I decide to ask someone else.

"Excuse me, I am looking for classroom 14." This time I decided to ask a teacher.
The old man tells me where I have to go, and this time, the instructions do lead me to classroom 14.
The door of the classroom is made of old wood. It has scratches all over it. A lot of people did also write on the door with a marker. Someone put a cross on the 14, and wrote hell above it. That kind off scares me, even tho I know it is probably done by someone who wanted to prove his badassity to the class. Wait, is badassity even a word? I dont know. Into the classroom there are sitting about 14 kids.

All of them look pretty old. They are sitting on their chairs like they can fall asleep every second. They are not talking. They aren't even even showing emotion. They are staring towards the board like robots. I walk to an empty chair next to a boy. The boy doesn't even look at me when I sit down. He is wearing a white T-shirt and black jeans. His hair looks like he just woke up. He has black hair, witch matches perfect with his green eyes. Just like everyone else, he is looking towards the board, showing no emotion. Should I talk to him? Should I say hello?

"Hey, my name is Xendra."

(No reaction)

"Uhmm do you know when the lesson will start?"

The boy turns his face towards me. The first thing that comes in my mind is that his eyes are beautyful. He stares at me for a while, and then points to the clock.
"08:15, 2 minutes left."
Before I can even thank him or introduce myself, he turns his face back towards the board.

Why is everyone so down? For a moment I realize that for some kind of reason, the big green schoolboard grabs my attention. Even tho it is a regular schoolboard with nothing written on it, I can't look away from it.
What's happening? Ugh why do these 2 minutes feel like forever?

Suddenly a old man comes into the classroom. He is wearing a long coat and his hair is grey. He almost looks like einstein.

"Well well well, welcome to lunae highschool."