Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Hello there Norton!" I greeted one of my classmates Norton who had this thick body full of muscles. It was the muscles I was after but I think he did not notice me calling him. Well, who am I to be noticed anyway.

I am not Kerry Hulston who got those thick lips and ass intact in her thin body. She looks sexy in every way no matter in what angle you look at or Ariane, her best friend who is a sister to the popular guy in the other class who loves to play soccer.

Or should I say Karl and his team running around girls, popping their butts off? Eww!

There was also this Anna. She was a nerd but got a title in this society. I should've said pretty cool nerd. She is smart and might look beautiful without the thick glasses landing on her nose.

And there is also this guy, Daniel who had almost five million followers on YouTube and had been vlogging in our school every day. He is popular amongst everyone and to the faculty too. No wonder why he got no problem with his academic grades.

Not to forget Kyle Pierce, the big bully. Everyone must know him and respect him or you will be the next target. As for now, Trexie is in his cage. No one should touch Trexie or you'll be in trouble too.

Not to say, they are cool but in this school, if you got a title, you are pretty slick in getting yourself known to others.

That's the problem, I am not one of them and I don't want to be any of them. I just came in from last month and I need to continue my studies to the last day of this year. With no chance of getting in trouble. Just peace. Only peace and good grades till graduation.

None of my classmates were willing to be my friend but it doesn't matter. They say you don't need friends to finish your studies, you just need money to pay your fees.

I continued to drive my feet and entered the building ahead of me. It was a big building where you can have enough space for your own school life however I always remind myself that this is not a typical school.

"Samantha Jacobs!" A female voice called out to me.

I turned my head to look at this one teacher approaching. My heart started to pound fast. This was my very first call from anyone in this school and to no good, it was from my P.E teacher.

"Samantha right?" she asked. She was repeating the name that keeps me having nonstop goosebumps.

"Yes, Mi-i-zzz's.--" I stopped. I forgot her name. I forgot this teacher's name. What was it?

I couldn't do otherwise but stare at her while having trouble recalling her name. She stares back at me. Her eyes were never blinking.

Now my heart is starting to fall from my chest.

"DARTHON!!!' she shouted. I was startled.

There were many students in the hallway and I was embarrassed to one by one eye stare at both of us. I smiled ignoring what just happened.

Mrs. Darthon lets out a big breath to her nostrils giving me command.

"Follow me to my office."

I obeyed and drag my feet to follow her. "Yes, Ma'am," I answered terribly after later.

The faculty was on the right corner. As we walk past by other teacher's office, I kept looking at this guy who just come out from the guidance.

It was Khai, the popular guy from the other class I was talking about. He did not look at us and kept his coolness walking away.

He looks like a duck walking from behind. It was kind of lame to see his hands pocketed in his pants. Urgh so damn bitchy! I just couldn't figure out for so many reasons why girls would be crazily chasing him. He is not even that muscular like Norton.

"Ms. Jacobs," Mrs. Darthon called out again.

I just realized I was staring at Khai for so long until he reached that turning point.

I turned my head and finally entered Mrs. Darthon's office. There were tadpoles on her wall posted from different posters of athletes. I can see Stephen Curry over by the seat. Didn't know she was a big fan of this guy.

She brought out a uniform from her table.

"Your uniform," she said.

"Thank you Mrs. Darthon," I said in response.

Then she looked at me straight to the eye.

"I hope to see you active during P.E wearing that uniform."

I nodded. Thankfully I got it. It was so much embarrassing to be taking P.E. for the past month, not in uniform.

The bell rang and that was my cue to return to the classroom for the first period.

I left the office and proceeded to walk to the hallway as all students were gone to their classrooms when I suddenly heard someone sobbing. I tried to ignore and keep walking but my heart does not let me calm down.

It was so inhuman to just leave that someone so I had to go back and find where the voice was coming from, even though I was going to be late for the first period.

The sobbing stopped as I began to open every door of the lockers.

"Is someone here?" I started to ask no one.

Then some lockers were opened but no person was there. By the last locker, I am expecting to see this person if whoever that was.

I knocked first. "Are you okay?" I asked.

I was very sure that there is a person inside. I opened the door and to my surprise, Trexie looked up to me with teary eyes. She sure was the one sobbing. And her look was super messy.

"Trexie?" I said in shock.

She did not open her mouth to talk as I distance myself. Trexie continued to cry.

I walked away. I should not interact with her. I should not!

While I took my steps going forward to my classroom, I realized no one was looking anyway. I can help Trexie. No one will see me. No one will find out.

So. I walk backward and opened the locker.

"Come on, I won't leave you behind," I said and lifted her to go to the comfort room upstairs.

Luckily, there was no one inside.

"You should've left me alone," Trexie said.

This was also the first time that I got to hear her voice. I smiled at her.

"And why would I do that?" I said to confirm that everything's gonna be fine.

"Don't fool me!" she said. "I do not know you yet but they say you were the new student. I know that you know the consequence of talking to me right now," she added.

"I'm Samantha or just call me Sam," I introduced myself ignoring the fact of what she was saying.

Trexie looks so stressed out and there were gums pinned around her hair. I tried to remove but it was no good, they were pretty stuck in there.

"I got some scissors!" I remembered and tapped my bag to look for it.

We were busy cutting her hair when footsteps were heard coming.

"Shit! Someone's coming," I panicked and pulled her to one corner. We shut ourselves holding the cut strips of hairs and scissors in my hand.

"I told you, you are going to be in trouble for doing this," she whispered. Scared.

"Shhh," I shushed her showing my index finger pinned to my mouth as we listen to the girls who just entered.

"Have you seen Khai this morning?" One of the girls said.

Then a familiar voice answered. I think I have heard her before. It was Kerry. "Yeah duh. We know I am always unto him so how could I not notice my man."

"Kerry! You have a boyfriend. Ugh!" the girl she's with answered in disgust.

Of course, Kerry had a boyfriend, how could she not with that popularity of being the prettiest girl. But it was not Khai. It was Karl, one of the school's heartthrobs.

"Fine!" Kerry answered and we heard one of them go out.

"Ugh! Khai is mine, Kerry. She will never be yours anyway," she whispered and went out too. She even banged the door so damn loud.

We couldn't just pop out until we were in the assurance that there was no one in the comfort room.

"Come out, they are gone," I told Trixie when I came out first.

"I think you should go now, second period is coming anyway," Trixie suggested.

I nodded. "You'll gonna be just fine right?" I asked her just to make sure.

But instead of answering me, she just pushed me to the door. I had to get out and make my way to the classroom anyway so I left her.

I was not being far from the comfort room when one girl from the other section spotted me. I smiled but she only stared.

I realized I still had my backpack coming out from the comfort room. She approaches and I fastly walked away. If by any chance, she might believe that I was with the bully's target.

To cut it short, the girl who saw me was a friend of Kyle Pierce. Fast forward and on the bright side, someone saved me from being the next target.

If want to know what, who, and how it happened. I suggest you keep reading this book.