The Secret Connection
Prologue
He was misunderstood, invisible, a stranger, and a no body. He never knew why. He just asked himself the questions and went on with life. Was it his dark appearance? Maybe it was his unwillingness to make friends with the stuck up snobs at his school. Still he kept moving. Who was this you may want to know. You have to find out for yourself, and maybe you will never know about this lonely teen. His life takes the same path every day until he sees someone who he can’t avoid.Prologue
Chapter One
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Ugg… I hate it when that stupid thing goes of. It was six o’clock Monday morning, and I had to go to school. I lazily got dressed and brushed my teeth. There was too much greasy dark hair to comb, so I didn’t bother. I had always hated Monday, and now I learned to hate Monday mornings as a freshman in high school. I heard the bus pull up and wait. Rumbling like a gigantic bumble bee, and waiting for the nectar to come to it.
After forty-five minutes of stops we finally arrived at the rich and snobby mansion they claimed to be a high school. Of course I was shoved aside getting of the bus. I never even attempted to make any attempts to make friends with any of these junior aristocrats. As always gossip fluttered through the hallways among the boy and girls, and then slowly traveled into home room. The announcements are the same as always, telling the new feats of the school jocks and the clubs the all the preps could join. Then the bell rang and it was off to a boring and lonesome day at school.
Today was all the same algebra was a breeze, English was stupid, and history was just boring. So off I went to try to endure a whole block of Spanish one. The Hallways were especially crowded to day. This meant just more bumps and shoves to me as always. Then I sat in my seat in Spanish, and then my mind began to spin as “she” walked into the room.
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