The Chosen: Chapter Two (Part One)
Isabella finally gets to know a little about the new student after he gets on her bad side.
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Chapter 2: The new boy
It was in seventh hour, history, that I saw him again. The teacher didn’t introduce him so I didn’t get to know his name. I had the worst of luck or the best of luck because his seat was next to mine. It was bad because then all the girls would hate me more. But it was good because then I could figure out why he felt so inhuman to me. I sat down and from the corner of my eye I could see that, again, he was staring at me. I ignored him and got out my notes as the lecture began. Almost all through the lecture, and through the time when the teacher was giving the assignment, he stared at me. I was about ready to yell at him when the bell rang.
I rushed out the door as fast as I could. He then came up behind me and started to talk to me, "this school isn’t a very nice to new arrivals is it?" I stopped walking and turned around slowly.
"What do you mean?"
"Well every one I’ve talked to so far has been rude to me," he explained. I blinked unable to know what to say. I looked at him with confused eyes then with out saying any thing I walked away; to absorbed in my thoughts to know he was fallowing me. I was thinking that he shouldn’t be hated because he looked like all the other boy’s in school. "So why did he claim that everyone was being mean to him, and why was he talking to me?" I asked my self as I got my stuff that I needed to take home. I then decided that this was some sick joke that one of the girls decided to play on me. "They asked the boy to be my friend so he could get my secrets so he could tell the school. Then every one would have some more things that they can mock me with, but I would be the one laughing when there plan back fired and I would be the one laughing." I thought almost insanely to my self.
Then one of the girls walked up to the boy and knocked his stuff out of his hands. Then as she was walking by me she stuck her foot out and hit the inside of my knee making me fall down. The boy was snapping at her but I wasn’t listing. I was trying to get my stuff before some one stepped on them or kick them. I got every thing with out any problems and was standing up when I heard the boy saying, "You shouldn’t pick on any one just because they look different." The girl just walked away with out saying anything.
The boy then looked at me and I noticed that I had my mouth handing open. I snapped it shut and glared at him. He looked at me with confusion in his eyes and asked, "What’s wrong?"
"I don’t need you standing up for me!" I growled fiercely, "your place mite not be up top with the preps but it isn’t standing by me protecting me ether." And with that I turned and walked away. He fallowed me to the door and when I went to open it he stopped me by getting in the way.
"What is it with you people? Do you have no respect for other? Or did you just forget to say thank you when some one dose something nice for you?"
"You people? If you haven’t realized yet, I am not like the others. And as for respect; why should I give it to a stranger when no one else gives it to me? Plus I don’t have to say thank you to you because I didn’t need or want your help."
"Sorry, I didn’t realize, and what do you mean stranger?" he asked in a curious voice.
I sighed and said in a kinder voice, "Well you haven’t introduced your self yet, and I don’t think I really did ether so…..mine name is Isabella or Izzy for short and I’m 17 years old…that’s all I’m telling you."
"Izzy, I like that. My name is Dairen and I’m turning 18 years old this coming week."
"Now with that over will you let me go?" I asked still unsure of him. He stepped away from the door and let me out. I got in to my silver corvette and took off to my house.
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Some one was confused about Izzy's mom. Well the person that she is living with is her aunt but Izzy's aunt wants Izzy to call her mom instead of aunt.
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Chapter 2: The new boy
It was in seventh hour, history, that I saw him again. The teacher didn’t introduce him so I didn’t get to know his name. I had the worst of luck or the best of luck because his seat was next to mine. It was bad because then all the girls would hate me more. But it was good because then I could figure out why he felt so inhuman to me. I sat down and from the corner of my eye I could see that, again, he was staring at me. I ignored him and got out my notes as the lecture began. Almost all through the lecture, and through the time when the teacher was giving the assignment, he stared at me. I was about ready to yell at him when the bell rang.
I rushed out the door as fast as I could. He then came up behind me and started to talk to me, "this school isn’t a very nice to new arrivals is it?" I stopped walking and turned around slowly.
"What do you mean?"
"Well every one I’ve talked to so far has been rude to me," he explained. I blinked unable to know what to say. I looked at him with confused eyes then with out saying any thing I walked away; to absorbed in my thoughts to know he was fallowing me. I was thinking that he shouldn’t be hated because he looked like all the other boy’s in school. "So why did he claim that everyone was being mean to him, and why was he talking to me?" I asked my self as I got my stuff that I needed to take home. I then decided that this was some sick joke that one of the girls decided to play on me. "They asked the boy to be my friend so he could get my secrets so he could tell the school. Then every one would have some more things that they can mock me with, but I would be the one laughing when there plan back fired and I would be the one laughing." I thought almost insanely to my self.
Then one of the girls walked up to the boy and knocked his stuff out of his hands. Then as she was walking by me she stuck her foot out and hit the inside of my knee making me fall down. The boy was snapping at her but I wasn’t listing. I was trying to get my stuff before some one stepped on them or kick them. I got every thing with out any problems and was standing up when I heard the boy saying, "You shouldn’t pick on any one just because they look different." The girl just walked away with out saying anything.
The boy then looked at me and I noticed that I had my mouth handing open. I snapped it shut and glared at him. He looked at me with confusion in his eyes and asked, "What’s wrong?"
"I don’t need you standing up for me!" I growled fiercely, "your place mite not be up top with the preps but it isn’t standing by me protecting me ether." And with that I turned and walked away. He fallowed me to the door and when I went to open it he stopped me by getting in the way.
"What is it with you people? Do you have no respect for other? Or did you just forget to say thank you when some one dose something nice for you?"
"You people? If you haven’t realized yet, I am not like the others. And as for respect; why should I give it to a stranger when no one else gives it to me? Plus I don’t have to say thank you to you because I didn’t need or want your help."
"Sorry, I didn’t realize, and what do you mean stranger?" he asked in a curious voice.
I sighed and said in a kinder voice, "Well you haven’t introduced your self yet, and I don’t think I really did ether so…..mine name is Isabella or Izzy for short and I’m 17 years old…that’s all I’m telling you."
"Izzy, I like that. My name is Dairen and I’m turning 18 years old this coming week."
"Now with that over will you let me go?" I asked still unsure of him. He stepped away from the door and let me out. I got in to my silver corvette and took off to my house.
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Some one was confused about Izzy's mom. Well the person that she is living with is her aunt but Izzy's aunt wants Izzy to call her mom instead of aunt.
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