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Welcome to..... School?

Sophia's POV

I sat down in form, bored. I turned round to see everyone mumbling about me. I looked to see the if there was a teacher before I said anything.
"Have you got a problem?" I said to my worst nightmare, Rebecca.
"Yes Sophia, it's you. You ugly emo. You b-" Miss Green walked in before Rebecca could finish.

I have a fringe which covers the whole of my forehead which is died black. I always look down at the floor when I'm walking so I don't have to talk to people. I am the most anti-social person you will ever meet. I mean it. I hate literally everyone at school.

I had Geography, ugh. I slumped down on the seat. no-one sat next to me, but I didn't care.
"Is this Miss Wood's class?" I looked up and turned round. A boy stood there, we don't have to wear school uniform. Today I was wearing my Misfits t-shirt with my Black Veil brides hoodie, black skinny jeans and Black boots with silver studs.
"Yes, you must be Frank Iero." I was still staring. I didn't fancy him...... Shush!

Miss pointed at the chair next to me. I moved up and carried on writing down my notes. I felt slightly awkward because I could see him staring at me.
"Hey, my name's Frank Iero. I'm from New Jersey. You are?" Frank seemed very confident and very cute!
"Sophia Williams. I'm originally from New Jersey as well! I suppose welcome to San Francisco!" We both chuckled and I looked away. I couldn't take my eyes off of him!
"You're very pretty by the way." He placed a finger on my chin and made stare at him. I tried not to laugh but it was no good.

It was time for break, I stood up and headed to the playground. Frank ran up to me and put an arm round my waist.
"Hey, Frank." I said, he made me jump when he ran up to me.
"Hey, Soph! What do we have next?"
"Maths. Soph? I've never had a nickname." I didn't no how to feel. Being called my real name by someone my own age felt great.
"Do you like it?" I laughed and we walked to maths.
"Yeah, I like it."
"Your name is very rare, I mean. 'Sophie' is very popular name."
"Well now it's Soph." I said as we walked into maths.

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