Chapter 1

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I woke up in a hot sweat, breathing heavily. That dream again, it won't go away. My dream was about I was sitting under a tree, reading a book. But then a thunderstorm came. I saw a strike of lightning coming towards me, and that's all I remember. I checked my clock. 2:00am, great. I tried to go back asleep, but it was impossible. So I got up and started to read a book. It was called Clockwork Orange, very rude and explicit. Chapter 18, ugh this book is vile. I must've read for 4 hours , because it was now 6:00am. My eyes were so droopy. Oh no! I should've stopped reading an hour ago, school starts in 10 minutes! I sat up quickly and rolled off the bed. I had a 1 minute shower and quickly dried myself off. I hurried over to my wardrobe and got my school uniform. I basically speeded as I drove to school. Man, I was in so much trouble. I found a park in the car park and ran inside. A gate stood before me. Big, black steel iron bars arched over my head. Two gargoyles were placed on top of them, giving me the evil eye. "I hate gargoyles," I muttered. I heaved them open, and ran inside. "Oh man, I missed roll call already!" I groaned. I headed towards the homeroom. Inside the homeroom were 4 big armchairs, surrounding a table for studying. On the right, was big fireplace spitting out sparks everywhere. A boy was seated in one of the armchairs. Oh god, I didn't have time for him! Behind his head was a mirror, showing my reflection. I didn't brush my hair, great. "Nice wig Roza, what's it made of?" " Your mums chest hair!" I scowled. The boy gave me the look of death. "Jesse, it wasn't my fault I was late," I complained. "Why were you late anyway," he asked. " I was reading for 4 hours last night, I didn't get any sleep," I said. "Studying?" "No," I replied. " Roza Roza Roza," he said pitifully. I ignored him and walked to my dorm room. Holidays just finished, and it was the beginning of the school year. This year isn't gonna get any better.

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