A New School

"You little rascal!" My Uncle grabbed my neck choking the little air I had in my body. I gasp and try to pry his hands off but he was way stronger than I thought. I beg him to let go but he laughed, flipped me on my back.

Then something rang jerking me awake. Passing my hand across my face, I turn of the alarm on my phone and look at the time.

"Five-Fifteen." I murmur. "I have two hours and fifteen minutes to get to school."

It was impossible to go to sleep after that nightmare so I do my morning duties in the bathroom and get myself ready for school.

"It is a good thing they allow us to customize our uniforms." I say looking at myself in the mirror. My boobs still stood out and I knew that would be the first thing people will look at with my height. You see, I look like an adult with big boobs but I am okay with it. I mean, I used to be okay until I was bullied by a girl named Julia at my former school. This caused me to transfer to another school entirely with the help of the Guidance Counselor Mrs. Jenkins who was the only person nice to me. Too bad she is retiring this school year.

I look at the time and see it was still too early in the morning to sneak out of my aunt's apartment. It was my first day at my new school and I really want to make a good impression. So I head to the kitchen to see what I can have for breakfast but when I open the fridge, it was empty.

"No surprise there." I mutter hearing the snoring from the living room. I open the cabinets and find it bare. What can I say, there was no food in the house. I huff and pass my Aunt Hellen who was asleep on the couch and walk out of the apartment building. It was cold out and that made me thank Heaven that I remembered to wear my sweater. Since it was still early, I walk to school stopping by the convenience store to buy lunch on my way there. The sun was out by the time I arrived waiting for the gates to open. As I waited, students walked up to the gate and it did not take long for whispers to be heard.

"Who is she?"

"Is she new?"

"Of course she is new dummy!"

"She is hot."

"I hope she is in our home room."

"Yeah we need pretty girls like her in our homeroom."

"Whoa she is so tall!"

"Is she an adult?"

"She sure looks like one."

"Those boobs look fake!"

"Yeah it is clear she did plastic surgery!"

"We'd better keep our guys safe! She might steal them from us!"

Finally the gates were opened and while everyone was walked into the school, I walked slowly looking around. It was a normal school with huge buildings representing the block with enough classes to fit nearly every kid in the city. It also had a garden and a swimming pool too. I wanted to go check out the garden but I had to see the Principal first. I was tempted to ask someone for help. Luckily there was a sign board with a map in front of the main building.

'His office on the ground floor to the right.' I thought walking there. As usual people stared at me. Some in awe others in disgust but I ignore them and got to my destination. Heaving a huge sigh, I knock on the door and wait but no one told me to come in. I knocked again and again but still no reply.

'Maybe he is not present?' I thought.

"Can I help you ma'am?" a crackly voice boomed behind me. I turn and see a short fat woman wearing a black floral dress and thick glasses holding a pile of papers.

"Umm I am the transfer student." I say with formality.

She took one look at me and snorted. "You don't look like a student."

I watch her fiddle with the bunch of keys in her hands and open the door. The room was cramped with two huge drawers and a desk which had a computer, a file holder and other office necessities. It was clear she was not organized because her desk was a mess with files and papers threatening to fall off the desk but she was punctual and did her duties on time because the 'In' basket was empty while the 'Out' basket was full.

"Please sit down and state your name," she said squeezing into her chair and typing away.

"Emma Cross-wood."

"Age?"

"Sixteen."

She stopped typing and looked at me.

'I know, I know. I look like a college student! Please get on with it!'

She finally got one with her work and looked at the information on her computer.

"So you left Peterson's High School to come here." She said as the printer whirred. "You made a bad decision mate. I heard that school is good!"

'It looks good like a cheese on a mouse trap until you set foot in it.' I watched her staple some papers and hand them over to me.

"Well too late to change your mind. Go find you home room. I will tell the Principal about you so don't worry about it."

I thank her and leave the office. '3-2B.That must be the second classroom on the third block.'

It was a long walk and on the way there, I see the garden. I had to admit it was not as pretty as the garden in my old school but it looks nice. Finally, I reach the class but someone opened the door for me.

"Okay, keep my seat warm for me." then she froze upon seeing me. In fact the whole class did.

'This is so awkward!' I gulp and waved. "Hi my name is Emma Cross-wood."

I gosh I sounded like a doll! The girl looked at me and I stared at her, bending my head as I did. She brown eyes with black hair and she was wearing orange sleeves sticking out of her shirt that complimented the multicolored leggings she wore with the Goth make up.

She chewed on her bubble gum and smiled. "Ain't you a pretty thang."

I blushed.

"Brianna!" someone yelled. I look behind her and see a boy wearing the same make up as with piercings on his ears. He walked over to us and apologized.

"Sorry about that. She has a thing for girls." He said politely.

"It is okay," I respond.

Brianna hummed. "She speaks my language."

Cheeks red with embarrassment, I slip pass her and take a seat in the middle of the class. Once I sat in front of the class at my former school and paid the price for it when the teacher said '******' instead of 'organism'

I was about to say something when a boy tapped me on the shoulder and whispered, "That is Valerie's seat."

I was confused. "Who is Valerie?" then a purple haired girl walked into the class. I quickly stand up and sit next to the boy watching her and two other girls; one with brown hair and another with heavily dyed purple hair and goth make up walk towards the seat. She signaled them and like robots, they sat down beside her.

I sigh. "Thanks for the head up."

He smiled and extended his hand. "No problem. I am Andrew leader of the Martial Arts Club."

I shook his hand and smiled at the sandy haired boy. He looked so masculine with his chiseled like feature and his light brown eyes complimented his hair and his smile. Someone scoffed and I turn to see Valerie staring at us. Then one of the girls whispered to her and they giggled. Something tells me they are going to be a problem.

"That is Valerie," Andrew said startling me. "She is the Queen Bee."

"So I noticed." I reply.

"Her father owns a string of successful hotels in the city." He continued. "He is the one sponsoring this school but I heard he is having financial problems."

Then a blond haired guy wearing a rumpled looking uniform walked up to her and kissed her passionately in front of everyone.

"That is Brandon her boyfriend." Andrew explained. "He is the captain of the school's swim team but he feels like they own the place because he is dating her."

I look at the couple and could not help but feel a twinge of jealousy. They were rich with good parents and a good house while I am stuck in an apartment with a crappy aunt and a cheating Uncle. It did not help that my genetic condition made me look older than my age and made my boobs grow to the size of melons. I had been bullied and molested many times at my former school because of it and would have stuck around for senior year if Julia who was the ring leader left me alone but she didn't. Now you know the reason why I signed up to be transferred.

Shaking my head I look to the door and watch other students enter in to the class until the teacher arrived.

"Class, we have a new student today so why don't we give her a warm welcome?" she said gesturing me to stand up.

I stand up, walk up to the front of the class with an uncomfortable look on my face. I was hoping she was not one of those teachers who would tell the new student to introduce themselves. Alas she was.

"Hi my name is Emma Cross-wood and I am sixteen years old. I am a new transfer student so I hope we all get along." I mechanically say.

The whole class was silent except with a few giggle from the Queen Bee and her clique. Then the teacher said something that made me cringe; "Does anyone have any questions to ask the new student?"

"When did your boobs grow?" a boy yelled.

That question generated a bunch of laughs and although I was embarrassed, I answered it. "My boobs started growing when I was in middle school at the age of ten."

"Why?"

"I have a genetic condition that makes me older than my age. So in other words, I saw puberty at a very young age."

"Are you single?" Then the teacher said that was enough questions and if anyone wants to ask more questions, they should do it after class. I took my seat beside Andrew again and the teacher started a lesson on Phonetics. It went on until the bell for the second lesson began and we had to go for our next class.

"What is your next lesson?" Andrew asked.

I look at my schedule. "Chemistry."

"I have Biology until lunch time. Hey maybe you can hang out with us on the school's roof!"

I smile. "That would be great!"

"Okay see you there!" we went our separate ways. Chemistry was okay except someone was tossing papers at me for no good reason. Finally the bell for lunch rang and Andrew led me to the school's roof where a group of students were waiting for us.

"Hey Andrew!" the girl I met at the class entrance called out. "Looks like you snagged the new student before I did! Bummer! Since you got her first, I will be the one to do the introductions."

There was something about her statement that put me on edge. Forcing a smile I sit next to them and began to eat while introducing ourselves.

"This is Ralph my annoying older but adorable brother," Brianna began ignoring his scary look. "This is Andrew, he is in the Martial Arts Club."

"She knows." Andrew replied.

Brianna continued. "This is Aubrey, she in the Cooking Club but she is also a cleanaholic if you know what I mean."

"Hello," the brunette haired girl with the bob hairstyle said shaking my hand firmly then took out hand wipes and cleaned her hand with them.

"This is Brutes the nerd among us so don't take his name seriously." she said addressing the black haired boy with huge glasses who obviously did not like it.

"And this is Caroline." she finally said pointing to the last girl with long black hair covering her left eye. "She is the spooky one of us."

I have to admit that she did spook me out with her eerie appearance but underneath that spooky exterior, was something cute because when she said 'hi' it sounded like Fluttershy from My Little Pony; cute and sensitive.

We were eating when Valerie walked in with her crew. She took one look at us huffed and walked towards the other end of the roof."

"They come here to gossip." Ralph said.

"That girl irritates me," Brianna said out loud.

I look at her and smile. "It looks like you have a personal vendetta against her."

"Yep," said Brutes pushing up his glasses. "She sure does."

"I've had my own share of Queen Bees back in middle school." I say sipping on my drink. "Most of them were not good."

"Don't worry she is not worth the trouble." Andrew said putting rice in his mouth.

Aubrey huffed. "That girl can't even cook well. I bet she has chiefs who cook for her every day."

"Well she's rich so she does have cooks." said Ralph.

"She is also cursed." Caroline said taking us by surprise because she did not say a word when we talked.

"What did you say?" I ask.

"She is cursed," she said again. "It is because..."

"Caroline!"Brianna yelled angrily and turning to me she said it was nothing. She was lyingbut before I could talk, the bell rang and we had to leave to go for our next class and we did not meet again after that. 

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