A.N. Thank you again for all of the reads! I enjoy having people like my work; I don't let anyone at school read what I write because I see them every day. Also I am writing a different story in my book. It's a horror version of The Snow Queen. Comment if you would like to see that! If you do then I'll have to work on that every second I can at school. Enjoy the read!
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Cry's POV
I left the car, and said my goodbyes as I headed to my room. My mask was slightly irritating as I had to wear it every time I went out. After I pulled it off I put my face under the ceiling fan to cool off; April days in Florida are often quite warm.
I had a class in fifteen minutes, so I had to put my poker faced mask back on and leave. I met up with Minx, and went to History class.
Somehow I drifted off during our, very lengthy, lecture. Minx woke me up and said,"I wrote another sheet of notes for you. And we have a quiz tomorrow, Cry."
"Thanks, Minx."
"Well someone has to look after you, after all."
"Haha, yeah..."
"Are you okay?"
"No, not really."
"Why not?"
"I don't know, but...things seem different. There are memories that I haven't thought of for years coming back to my mind, and..."
"It's okay, Cry. Things were somewhat like that before I met Krism. I didn't know where I stood, and...nothing seemed right," explained the Brit,"You just need to find the right girl...or guy!Speaking of Krism, she'll have arrived here in an hour, I have to pick her up from the airport."
"Okay, Minx. Maybe I do have to find someone."
"What would you do without me? Thinking about what you would do without me, don't you need to go to your computer class?"
"Yeah!" I yelled struck with the thought that it started in two minutes. I made sure to grab the paper and almost ran out the door before quickly adding,"Bye, Minx!"
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One of the students walked in late, but the teacher didn't mind because he was much farther ahead. I realized that he was the person who was staring at me at Brusters; the white mask that he wore made him recognizable. (Sorry we're learning ", ', ?, !, ., and ,in English so...)
"Ryan, why are you late to class? Your the only one who had a perfect attendance," the teacher asked him.
As he started his story while becoming nervous, and fidgeting. I faintly remembered something from my childhood.
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"Push me higher!" a younger me screamed.
"I can't!" a little boy told me.
"Okay......stop!" I then screamed,"I'm done."
"_____, I'm leaving my private school."
"Why?! I thought you loved it there!"
"My family can't afford it right now."
"Oh...but now you'll go to my school. I'll introduce you to everyone. It'll be fun."
"How many people will be there?" he asked looking a little pale and nervous.
"In our class there's about 37 people, but there are also three other classes."
"Umm....____, I don't do well around people."
"Then we'll get you a mask. No one will know who you are."
"Okay."
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A.N. There is the next chapter. I just wrote this entire thing. *dies from creativity exhaustion* It took forever, but that shows how much I love you guys. Anyway I did all of this because one person told me to update. Your welcome. And please tell me if the length of the chapters is okay. Thanks! Have a great day. Bye!