Chapter 3

It was 2:30 AM, and I woke up to the sound of music blaring in the room next door. I tried to block out the sound with my pillow, to no avail. I decided to just get up and look for my ear buds so I could listen to my own music, and sleep.

I found what I was looking for, went back to my bed, turned the music on, and closed my eyes, trying to fall back asleep. I was about asleep again, when I felt my bed start moving. I guess they turned the bass up, considering the fact that my wall was making my bed frame move. I wanted to hit the person next door, cause I have school in six hours, and I really just wanna sleep.

Finally, I was able to fall asleep. After about an hour. I woke up to the sound of my alarm, then got up to get ready for the day.

I walked out the door, and was surprised to see the person next door, who was no other than that cute guy in my History class. He seemed to look surprised, too, for a second. He smiled at me for a second, "Hey, you're that girl who sits in front of me in History- I don't remember your name, so, I'll just call ya neighbor, alright?"

I looked at him, then said, "Whatever. Call me whatever you want." Then kept on walking to the stairs.

"Hey, wait up! Don't you at least wanna know my name??"

"Why?"

"No reason. Nevermind. Whatever. I'm just gonna go." He looked kind of hurt and angry, and I felt kind of bad, but, I just don't know why he'd care if I knew or not?

I just kept walking, and when I finally got to the school, first period was already about to start, so I had to run down the campus in order to make it to class on time.

During lunch, there was a huge crowd of people swarming the door, and I already knew why- My sister's going to start attending this school along with me, for her career purposes, and today would be her first day. I just rolled my eyes and found a table off in the corner, by myself.

I was just minding my business, when the 'Popular Girl' group came to me, and I already knew that Stella would be apart of that group immediately. I just pretended not to see them, and when Brittney cleared her throat, I looked up, then asked, "Yes, Brittney? How may I help you?"

"I mean, you could do us all a favor and get the fuck out of my school, thanks." She and her little posse laughed. A minute went by, then she asked, "Well? Are you gonna acknowledge our newcomer, or not?"

I look at Brittney, then look towards Stella, look her in the eye, and say, "Am I supposed to know who she is?"

With that, the whole group looked shocked, and Stella was giving me a death stare.

"What do you mean, you don't know who she is? She's Stella Nova, a model? Of course, I'm not too surprised, since you look like you get your clothes out of a dumpster." Once again, they all laugh.

"You're kidding, right? She just looks like your typical spoiled rich brat, so, there's no way in hell she could be a model of any sorts."

Stella then snapped, and slapped me across the face, leaving everyone watching shocked, even herself. "W-Wait, I didn't mean to, sh-she made me do it." Tears started welling up in her eyes, and everyone looked at me like it was my fault. And with that, I just rolled my eyes, got up, threw my remaining lunch away, and walked out of the cafeteria.

I decided to just go to my fourth period, which was math. I sat in my usual place in the back of the class, and waited for class to start.

Hahahah, guess who walked in; None other than my snobby twin sister, Stella. She looked straight at me, smirked evilly, walked over toe and sat in the seat behind me. I just went back to reading, trying to ignore her existence.

The teacher walked in and announced that today, we'd have a quiz to go over what we know. Now, I don't mean to brag, but, Math is my best and favorite subject at school. So, of course I finished first. I was about to sit back down at my desk, but, sOmEoNe had pulled my chair from under me, and I fell straight on my butt.

Of course everyone laughed, all except for the teacher, who was staring angrily at me, like I did it to make a scene and to distract the class from the quiz. "Libby, go out in the hall! I will have to talk to you after class!"

I got up, walked out of class, slammed the door shut, then slumped to the ground with tears in my eyes. I'm not a baby. It's just that I have never gotten trouble in school. I didn't know what was gonna happen. God, if the school wanted to call my parents, what would I tell them? 'Oh, sorry, I got kicked out of my house last week, so now I live on my own now.' Yeah, that would be a GREAT excuse. Welp, guess I'll just have to wait to see what will happen after the bell rings.