Prologue

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This. This is it.

This is where it all begins, I tell myself again. My whole life has been the prologue.

But I am just tricking myself. Again. I am, after all, forever a loser.

Always sitting almost by myself, listening to strange music nobody's ever heard of. And sometimes, I just get the feeling that now, it's finally happening - this is what people will write about me for. But it never is. Of course it isn't.

I am Cass. I don't believe in awe or astrology, though my mother strongly does.

My best friend is currently called Sarah, but just because he haven't decided on a name yet. His hair is blue and he's got the cutest little sister in the world, whom also is the worst snitch in the world, and therefore still believes she's got a big sister.

Then there's Ben. I don't know what grade he's in, nor his last name, but I've got his number and I know he absolutely adores seahorses, so basically, he's my second best friend.

And I've got the feeling that something exiting is about to happen. (I don't tell Sarah about this all the time, as I know I'm always wrong.)

This time, it's the new student. Elly with the high heels has talked about them all day. A completely new student. From Canada. Which is pretty far away.

And the only unoccupied chair in English class is beside me.

And yet I fallOpowieści tętniące życiem. Odkryj je teraz