chapter 6
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As soon as i got home,i dropped my bags in the corner of my room, changed into oversized hoddie with no pants , and collapsed onto my bed.
I walked out like a light.
My alarm rang to 8:00 A .M .
Time to wake up.
I shot up immediately , excitement building inside me.Today Aunt stella was talking me for highschool admission.
I practically jumped out of bed and stood in front of the bathroom mirror, smilling like a i***t.
After shopping, we went home.
After showering,I headed downstairs.
Aunt stella's house was a beautiful two-floor bungalow.The living room was on the left , with a guest bedroom beside it , and kitchen on the right . Upstairs were two bedrooms -one of them mine- along with a beautiful balcony decorated with flower pots she loving took care of.
The house had marble floors ,a swimming pool ,a gym,a gaming area,a personal theatre , and a separate garden with a Swing.
In every possible way ,this house was better than my old one.
The sweet smile of pancakes filled the air.
Aunt stella handed me a plate stacked high, syrup dripping down the sides.I ate like I haven't seen food in ages.
"you looked like someone starved you your entire life," she giggled.
"you're the best cook ever"And yes I was starving," I replied, mouth full of pancakes.
"Finish eating while i change . Then we Will go ."
"Okay!" I chriped happily.
We drove through the busy streets of Chicago.I had always been in awe of this city.The weather was perfect, and everything looked alive and beautiful.
We reached the school early since traffic wasn't heavy.After parking the car ,we walked through the building
The highschool was much bigger than my previous one.The campus looked lively and modern, filled with students walking around confidently.
We went to the office and completed all the admission procedures. After signing paperwork and collecting documents,I was officially admitted.
Classes hadn't started yet, but the lady informed me the schedules and classroom attonmets were pinned on the office board.
We thanked her and left.
"Can we eat something ? my stomach is growling," I asked dramatically , holding it.
"Ofcourse honey. There's a small coffee shop across the road.They serve the best coffee and pastries. "
We entered a cozy cafe called Musa pastries.The fresh aroma of coffee welcome us instantly.
The place was small but warn- cream walls , White tiles,a few neatly arranged tables , and a glass counter filled with pastries and a baked goods.
"Miss stella! what a pleasant surprise!
Long time no see! " a man behind the counter exclaimed.
He looked to be in his mid -fifties , with a gentle eyes and a few strands of gray hair.
"Yes , Leo . I was visiting my sister's husband," Aunt stella smiled .
"And who is this beautiful young lady? " he asked warmly, looking at me.
"This is hope jones, my niece.she will be staying with me."
"That's wonderful! I'm Leo Walker ,the owner of this shop."
I smiled politely.
"What would you like?"
"Dark chocolate pastries and patties , please."
"Coming right up ,Ryan ,get these ladies tables ."
A waiter led us to a cozy corner table.
After eating, we went shopping for my school essentials.
Suddenly,i froze.
Lynn.
I forgot to call her after landing.
Crap.
I quickly texted her.
Me: Hey lee , I'm sorry ! i forgot to tell you we landed safely.I enrolled one of the best high schools in Chicago . Please don't be mad I love you.
Lynn was the only person i said "I love you "besides aunt stella.
Her reply came instantly.
Lynn : Thank god! I thought your plane got crashed . Yes, I am mad .Not even one day in Chicago and you already forgot me,You b***h.
I laughed softly.
Me: I would never forgot you . you're my best friend.I Just have temporary amnesia . I'll text you later.love you.
Lynn: Roll eyes.Just be happy and save .
After shopping,we went home .Aunt stella made Macroni for dinner.we ate , talked and went to sleep.
Two more days.
The highschool starts.
Time skip
Finally,the day arrived.
Warm sunlight streamed into my room as i woke up- before my alarm.
I was usually cheerful.
It was 6:00 A.M , and my classes started at nine . Plenty of time.
After showering,I wore a cute black top and ripped jeans . I left my hair loose and
applied light makeup.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
New city.New beginning.New people.New school.
Aunt stella made scrambled eggs , bacon and coffee.I ate quickly while she insisted on dropping me off since I don't know the roads yet .
When we reach the school ,my anxiety hit hard .
Students filled the campus - laughing, chatting, rushing to class.Some boys openly checked me out from head to toe and whispered to each other.
I swallowed and walked inside.
My phone vibrated , and as i searched inside my bag while walking -
I collided with someone.
"You b***h! You damaged my dress!" a sharp voice snapped.
I looked up.
She wasn't just pretty.
She was stunning.
Blonde hair,Fair skin, Perfect height .Slim body.Pink top with a mini skirt . And a disgusted expression Directly straight at me.
"I- I'm sorry .I didn't mean to .I wasn't looking ," I said quietly.
"Maybe you should watch where you're going , hippo. You could hurt someone ," she sneered.
My chest tightened.
"I said sorry . There's no need to insult me".
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
"What did you just say ?Do you even know who i am ? You crossed a line . You're going to pay . Just wait ".
She let out an evil laugh before walking away.
Everyone was staring at me.
Great.Amazing first impression.
I forced myself to walk to the lockers . Just as i locked mine , someone called out -
"Hey ! wait , Chubby girl !"
I turned to see a girl jogging towards me.
"Hi! i am Rose white .And what you did ? back there was bold .
"Bold" I just apologized".
"That was a jasmine . No one talks back to her."
"Oh i am new here ," I said awkwardly . "Hope Jones. from Texas".
"Nice to meet you . Hope. "
We checked our schedules and headed to class .
When I entered the room ,all eyes turned towards me again.
My nerves spiked.
I took a seat quietly . Thankfully ,the lectures went smoothly.
After the bell rang , i walked towards the cafeteria to meet Rose.
Then -
A deep, masculine voice echoed behind me .
"Where the hell do you think you are going ?"
My steps froze.
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