I got up and got ready for school. Have you ever had to walk to school before? Well, if you haven't, let me say it SUCKS! Anyway, When I got there I got lost. I couldn't find my homeroom, and when I was wandering the hallways, looking lost or even tried to ask for a teacher's help, they ignored me. What is with these people? I thought country folk here were supposed to be nice. The first bell rung and the hallways cleared out quick. A group of girls knocked down the books I was carrying. Great, there's just no escaping the mean girls is there?
After getting my stuff up, a boy came up to me. He was two inches shorter than me, way scrawny, had rusty red hair, and regular looking glasses that almost seemed to shield his eyes. Not like shades, but different. He said, "Hello. I'm sorry we didn't get to truly meet yesterday. I'm Dexter. You need help getting to class?" I nodded and handed him the paper. "Uh, Yeah. I'm Noel. It says 147, but its not where I thought it would be." He nodded. "Yeah, whoever numbered the rooms in this school must've been drunk or something." He said while do an impression of someone getting drunk. I laughed a little and he continued, "Anyway, It looks like you and I have 1st period together." I said, "Oh, Cool." Then we walked together to our science class.
The teachers are jerks here. First period, a quiz. Not like one of those 'Lets-Get-To-Know-You' Quiz, but an actual quiz. And I swear we are not supposed to know this stuff till college. I'm really good with science so that's saying something. Second period wasn't much better. I had lunch next. The rectangular tables were set up in four long rows. I saw Dexter so I sat next to him. The table had a bunch of kids at it. And Everyone not sitting at it seemed to be sneaking glances and whispering. The table itself, just seemed regular, kids talking and horsing around. Dexter was reading a book and eating his lunch. I sat with him. "Hey." I said. He looked up from his book "Oh, Hey. How's the first day treating you?" I shook my head. "I think they're setting me up to fail." He nodded. "That's what they all say." After that the other kids started to notice me. Everyone started introducing themselves.
I noticed that the table I sat at was a strange crowd. It compossed of a little bit of every social group in a school. There was a peppy cheerleader Jessabelle, a baskeball jock Kenny, an emo girl Mira (I can see the scars on her arm), an egg head smartie (I'm sorry but Dexter turned in that pop quiz almost as soon as he got it), a really big guy (which they called him by his last name) Grossman, and well, the new girl: me.
Kenny leaned over the table and he asked. "So, What can you do?" I was a little confused, "What?" He chuckled a little, "Y'know.....skills, natural abilities, something that makes you different from everyone else...." All eyes were on me, and they were serious. I thought he was being gross and I was about to slap him, but he was serious. "I don't know what..." "Powers." He interrupted. "What are your powers? Everyone who lives at our building has a power or ability. It's no secret. Its why the most of the Teachers hate us." I looked around the table. I thought at some point someone was going to say, "Not!" and we would all laugh. But no one did. Dexter says, "You didn't know?"
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