The Rightful Heirs

ieve'

ting the car in park once they pu

red up a fake smile she reached over and grabbed her

ose, her best friend since middle school, screamed t

is head as Genevieve c

Jokingly scrunched up her face and pointed at

best smile. Sadly, watching as he drove away,

nding her a gift bag. "Hope you

r stuff down, looking into the bag. Inside was a gorgeous bl

make this," carefully placing the dr

something I designed to wear. P

hank you

herself to be pelted with happy birthdays and hugs. T

m behind her as she reached her locker. "Do yo

to drop them," handing him the stac

them in your bag li

d to finish projects and research papers. A hundred percent woul

gether, so I don't blame you. Sounds like a nigh

the binder, holding it up in com

lacing the heavy workload in her locker wi

AP European history books to his classroom from the stora

of hope, shoving her jacket into

ur own," turning around

ou ser

d laughter escaped her lips as they began

me, don'

ockingly as he picked up some textbooks from the table in t

" Genevieve said as she too began to pick up

s her vision blurred and the room began to spin. A pressure b

s Genevieve," a soft v

he same thing over and over. A voice she recognized only from a dream. All of her

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r's

l to grab their schedules, trying to rid of some

redible girlfriend, amazing friends. Now he had none of that and things had to be new, and al

he plane ride this morning. Wasn't going to pretend he was looking forward to his first day. Opened t

dore Grey, and Davina Miller," the receptioni

ghtly surprised she kne

e kids are at the school,

hanging his 'I hate life' attitud

umpy teenager, she handed them ea

ou where your classes are, or

told the woman, trying to offset Theo's mood. None of th

umbling as he walked off in the

wered. "Find you

ly one excited about any

st everyone he walked past glanced at him, knowing he was one of the new kids. Becoming more appar

hem had anything better to do than talk about the new kids, and t

thout someone talking to him. Such a

some guy came up beside him, r

hed arm, Saber kept looking at the numbers on each door they passed. Ho

u don't t

," Saber, finally findin

ss I'll see

hing better to do than to talk about him and his friends? All he

ters on the wall. A few students scattered

cher," Mr. Warner said as Saber walked into the

ly,

eing here, but I'm going to treat you li

eed a pity party from an

chart," Mr. Warner answered. "So, wh

ber threw his stuff in

the others did too, and probably was not going to

in the direction of the restroo

raight from

me abandon my life, again, to move, so I

y responded well to simple logic, so things would probably be ea

ank