chapter 4

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-selena pov-

I walked through the school feeling stares burning through my back.

I really despise being in the center of attention.

I walked up to a building which said 'office' in bog bold writing.

"Hi, how can I help you?" The lady behind the oak wooded desk asked nicely.

"I'm selena Gomez, I'm new here" I smiled.

"Oh that's right. Here's your schedule, locker number and locker combination." She smiled back.

I whispered a silent thank you before heading out and trying to find my locker.

After walking for about 5 minutes, I finally managed to find my locker. I unlocked it and locked it again not knowing what to do since I didn't have anything to put inside.

I took out my schedule and scanned through it.

Maths- double

Science-single

Art- single

Geography- double

"Great" I sarcasticly mumbled to myself. Thank the lord I don't have the same lessons everyday!

Just as I began walking to where my math room was supposed to be, the loud bell rang deafening my delicate ears.

I walked to maths and as I got in, I realised everyone was already seated.

I walked to the teacher to introduce myself.

"Hi I'm selena Gomez I'm new" I half heartedly smiled.

"Oh hi. I'm miss Roberts. Plz take a seat at the back." She pointed to the back of the room where there was an empty desk.

I walked to the back ignoring everyone's eyes on me.

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