Christiana’s POV

My name is Christiana Noir and all my life I’ve been called a genius even though I don’t get why. Maybe beachside at the age of 1 I could already run around the mansion , have mature conversations at 2 and had already read all the books in our massive library at 4. I grew up an elite and one thing that made me stand out more was my long wavy black hair which were paired with my sapphire eyes. I was an introvert and didn’t like to socialize with the people outside of my bubble which contained family and the maids of our manor who I had known since birth. I liked to stay indoors and would sometimes go out to read books which were way out of my age level. On one of these occasions I met Isabella Blues a beautiful blonde haired girl with shimmering emerald eyes. On the day we met I had my head stuck in a physics book when some noises disturbed my peace and quiet. I was unsatisfied and decided to look for the source. The science I found though wasn’t to my liking at all as I noticed just around the corner a girl being beaten up and insulted By their conversation I figured she was an orphan but didn’t have a good reputation among the other children. I wanted to stand up for her but my 5 year old body couldn’t do anything. I was worried that if I stepped in I would just make things worse so instead I decided to put mg brains to good use and pretended some adults were approaching scaring the bullies who immediately ran off not wanting to get caught and be put in trouble. After they left I went over to the battered girl and that was when we got acquainted. We bacame really close friends and I would occasionally go to the orphanage to visit her. She was a year younger and it made me feel like I had a younger sister. We spent 4 good years together until she was adopted at the age of 8. I was sad to let her go but I didn’t have the right ti tell her not to leave. Of course me doing so was out of the question so all I could do was to bid her farewell with a fake smile plastered kn my face.

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I am turning 10 today and it had been a year since I laid eyes on Isabella. Though we weren’t together, I was well informed about her condition. She was living a good life and her parents were taking really good care of her. In the pictures I was given her skin looked much better than what u remembered and she looked really happy. She was my first and only friend but I still couldn’t invite her to my birthday party since I hadn’t told her about my background yet. I knew she didn’t see eye to eye with rich people since they had treated her badly at one point so I have been keeping it a secret till now. I was bored and decided to play around the mansion for a while but ended up tripping on a lose floor board which made me land ace first onto the floor. I felt pain coasting trough me but held back my tears. I stood up dusting myself off and made a move to inform the butler about it but stopped noticing something poking out of the crack.

I was curious so I carefully got what seemed to be an old book out of the crack. It didn’t have a title so I wondered about it’s contents and importance. I opened the cover only to find my name written as the owner of the book which turned out to be a diary. It was certainly my handwriting but it was a little more mature looking than it is now. I opened the first page and glanced through it. I couldn’t believe the contents so I tried reading it aloud to make sure I wasn’t mistaken. “ January 11th 2010. My first day in middle school. It was quiet boring since I already knew what was being taught and even corrected the mistakes occasionally made by the teachers which some were not receptive to and got them annoyed. The only good side to today was that I finally reunited with Isabella after a really long time. It was time for lunch break when I spotted Isabella being bullied. I wondered if she was a bully magnet before helping her. I made sure dad got involved and everything ended up the way I wanted so I’m pretty happy ! “ Even after reading it aloud I still couldn’t believe it. It didn’t seem logical at all especially since the entertainment was dated 3 years in the future. I returned the book to where it came from and I soon forgot about it after I was called to get my party started

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My name is Christiana Noir and I have now realized how purely a genius I am. Today is my first day of middle school and the beginning of a new year. I recently found out Isabella’s parents were having some monetary issues so I got my dad to help out as usual and finally got to attend the same school as Isa. Since she was a year younger I was in a grade higher than hers. I actually started last year but decided to be homeschooled just for this moment. I was so excited that I even forgot my lunch but I guess it’s ok since I had some cash on me. I stood by the school gates waiting and finally saw the one I was eagerly awaiting for “ Chris ! “ she exclaimed and ran to hug me and of course I hugged her back. “ Isa ! I missed you so much ! “ “ I missed you to ! I thought you would visit me but you never came ! “ “ I’m sorry ! My parents didn’t let me ! “ “ you’ve been waiting here for me ? “ she asked eyes glistening with expectation and I nodded to answer her question. She had this bright smile on her face and grabbed my hand gesturing for us ti walk into the school together. Walking through the corridor I noticed heads constantly turning towards us and immediately guessed why. Isabella was beautiful, so beautiful that she radiated like the sun and it was blinding. I walked her to her new class before heading towards mine but the eyes still didn’t stop watching me which made me feel uncomfortable given my introverted nature. I got to class and finally found out the reason for the stares I received on my way back “ you’re Christiana right ? “ a girl stood in front of me and asked. I nodded gently then she screamed in excitement drawing other people’s attention “ OMG ! You’re so pretty ! When you didn’t show up last year we thought you wouldn’t return ! I can’t believe I’m actually meeting you. “ “ huh ?! “ “ I mean you broke countless academic records it’s not something you can see on a fly ! “ the girl’s screaming made my head hurt bit I could only smile politely hoping she would move on but things only got worse when other students started to gather around me.

By lunch break I was really tired not because of the classes but because of the students who kept trying to find how great my genius mind could go. I couldn’t ignore the due to etiquette so I just rolled with it. The only bright side to it was that I didn’t have to worry about Isabella and could finally meet her. I went to her class vut found out that she was missing. I asked around and managed to find out what happened. She had been bullied and ran to the infirmary to take cover. I was unhappy and irritated hearing this but then something clicked in my head. This was what happened in the diary I had read 3 years ago It just had a little changes to it. I started to wonder if it could really predict the future and decided to look for Isa unintentionally bumping into someone on my way and falling on my butt. I looked up to apologize but the words got stuck in my throat seeing the person glaring at me. It was a black haired boy with deep black eyes that were like a wormhole. It would be the first time we were meeting but a fear creeped through me like I had known him for a long time and had an urge to keep away from him making me stutter. I was brought back to my senses by a familiar cute voice “ Chris! Are you ok ? You didn’t hurt yourself did you ? “ I turned to the side and met Isa’s worried eyes “ I’m fine ! “ she stretched out her hand to me and I gratefully took it standing up “ thanks ! “ “ what are you doing here ? Isn’t it time for Lucy break ? have you eaten ? “ “ oh ! I haven’t ! I came to look for you so we could eat together but found out what happen and decided to check up on you ! “ I explained giving her a faint smile “ don’t worry ! I’m ok now thanks to Brian who brought me here “ she then gestured to the boy I had previously bumped into “ he’s my neighbor! “ I nodded at him to acknowledge his presence then started walking away with Isa but he oddly kept following us silently like a ghost without saying a word. I wondered why his presence affected me that much and wondered why u was so scared of him even though it was our first encounter. I wanted to ask Isa but since he was still lurking around I couldn’t since it would be considered rude. It was only after lunch break that u found out his true identity from Amanda Anderson the energetic girl who approached me earlier that day “ he’s Brian Andrews ! His parents run the only electricity supply network in the city and are very busy with work. He’s an only child and currently lives with his grandmother since he’s parents are really home. He’s cold blooded and really talks to people only saying rude and sarcastic remarks when he felt like it. He’s also in our grade and seats right behind you ! “ “ right behind me ? “ I asked a chill running down my spine “ you mean he was there all through this morning ? “ she nodded and a sense of guilt washed over me since I didn’t even notice he was there.