Evelyn's p.o.v.
I walked up to the front steps of the large school as students loitered around the front lawn, catching up and laughing with one another. Everyone seemed sectioned off in groups and oblivious to me. The coiled venom in my chest relaxed a bit when I realized no one was paying the new girl any attention.
Yes. Just how I liked it.
Maybe my past, coupled with every television show or book I’d ever read, had conditioned me to believe that the new girl at a new high school would be the center of attention, but I was surprised that not a single soul noticed me.
The only person to even recognize that I was there was the front desk secretary who handed me my schedule. “Oh, you’re the one Principal Sebastian kept telling us about,” she said with a sad expression while picking
