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.+. Chapter Two .+.

Jillian's note:
I finally got to chat with Annie online. :D So now I got her story pictured out. The exciting part is still to come...

.: Chapter Two :.


" We're going to send you to KDU private high school." I looked up to see my stepmother and my dad side-by-side. " Your mother and I think that its worth spending money on your education." I silently thought: Wow... They must be serious about this. We couldn't even afford a box of Secret Recipe cake. "And you better study hard because your father and I have been busting our butts to even allow you to set foot in that high school." Its always nice for your mother(Stepmother.) to ask you to get better results when your in the top of your class. I thought. Damn, she really hates me. "Now go and wash the dishes. We have to send your relatives home." I hung my head low and went to do the mountain of dishes that my whole family left. While doing the dishes, I thought to myself: Its for my pocket money. Then I quickly finish the dishes.

On the first day in KDU private high school, I walked in the elegant hallway and tried to avoid eye contact with the other students. I don't understand why they keep staring at me. I get annoyed by the way they look at me. I know it's weird that a poor girl studies in such an expensive school where rich people are in. I went to the admission office before school started. I walked to my new class, I stood in front of the door and I could feel many eye's gaze were on me. I ignored them and walk into the class. The only empty place was at the corner, and my seatmate was a girl. She's very friendly, kind and helpful. Her name is Sarah. I was daydreaming at the same time looking outside the window. Suddenly someone kicked my chair. I was shocked then I turned around and saw a dark haired boy that was behind me. I recognized him, he was the person same person in that incident that happened months ago. I asked: "What's the problem with you?! Why did you kick my chair???" Then everyone was looking at me, Sarah whispered to me, she said: " Valerie, he is the richest guy in the school, no one ever dare to shout at him." "I don't care. He started it." Then I glared at him and he said: "Hey you! You haven't reply my question yet?" He said:"Excuse me, miss, I have name okay?" "How would I know your name? I just got here!" I said with a very loud voice.
"Can't you ask? Listen carefully, my name is Chris, okay?" "Then why you kick my chair?? Or what?" "I did it to entertain myself. So? Do you have a problem with that?" He smiled a cocky smile at me. I was so mad, but I ignore him. He switched his seat with one of my new friend that sat in front of me. I was so unlucky. I asked Sarah about Chris, she told me that this was the first time that she saw someone shouted at him. She told me he is the most popular and welcomed person in this entire school, a lot of girls have a crush on him. He's the head of a gangster group called 'The Top'. Sarah also advised me not to fight with him and be closed to him.



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The day has finally come to an end. I practically dragged myself back home. I was in deep thought when I noticed a familiar
dark blue Lamborghini a few feet away. I tried to walk as fast as I could because I knew he was stalking me. Without noticing a hole in the pavement, I found myself tripping and finally falling down on the hard, unforgiving pavement. I feel so hard that my teeth rattled. A few seconds later, I heard the slam of a car door then I heard quick footsteps coming towards me. Chris quickly picked me up and looked me in the eye then asked me in one breath:" Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself? Does it hurt?" His hazel eyes showed concern. Soon, I caught myself staring at him, I wanted to look away, but there was something in his eyes that mesmerized me. Even though its rude to stare, but he was staring at me too. I quickly dropped my gaze to the floor and I muttered:" I'm alright." My cheeks grew hot and I quickly turn and walked away. Leaving him behind.

Friday, 19 March 2010 04:04
Posted by — Annie and Jillian
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