White Lake High School (DIMPLES)

White Lake High School (DIMPLES)

SHANTOYA

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White Lake High School, a supernatural institution with supposedly mundane students yet to manifest their supernatural potential. One of them being me, Kelly Isabella McHale, hated by all but only hate one. The infamous, Instagram sensation 'Dimples'. Why do I hate him, you ask? Well, my first response will be the fact that ever since he came into existence, bad things have been happening to me, like barred from a good college bad. But the real reason begins with my initiation into the supernatural world through the death of Henry. 'Looks at the sky' The full moon draws near...or should I saw the blue moon. 'Eyes glow....'

Chapter 1 1

4:45pm

15 more minutes and I will be free once more. Free to get out of this nightmare call school. It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was stuck in detention why, because someone caused a food fight in the cafeteria and who came out clean, me. Well thanks to my hide and seek skills but too bad the principal didn't believe me and no one defended me. Why, because I'm a loner. And who had to clean the mess up, the one and only. And who caused the food fight, 'DIMPLES' (according to all the girls).

'Dimples' was this guy on the school's IG account singing this song which according to Diana Carter: 'makes you feel like your on cloud nine' (messed up right). What was really messed up about it was that you could only see half of his face yet they were all over him. It was crazy and ruining my life. I hated this guy. Now that I think about it I was the only girl not all over this guy.

Beep.......Beep.......Beep.....Beep

Take off all my make up, cause I love what's under it,

The words of little mix's song Strip starts coming from my pocket. I glanced up at the clock in the cafeteria and quickly pulled out my phone and answer it.

"Hello"

"Kim, where are you," the scared voice of my mother said. I started gathering my things immediately.

"Madre, stop worrying I'm on my way," I said as I rushed out of the cafeteria, speed walking towards the front door.

"Where are you," my mother asked again, this time confused.

"Ah.......the mall," I lied. My mom is a dark skinned woman, who worked at a law firm in NYC or should I say she is the boss of a law firm in NYC. She is short, curly haired, sexy and well I'm horrible at describing people, so let's just say she's a supermom. And as I said she's a lawyer so I'm practically in a courtroom already. Oh and if your wondering why I'm speaking Spanish, well my dad is a Latino.

"Kelly Isabella McHale, come home this instant," my mother commanded.

I am so dead, Ugh I hate this 'Dimples' guy I think to myself as I practically run home.

***

I slowly open the front door to my aunt's mansion as quiet as I could, scary enough the house was as quiet as a cemetery which was odd because my cousins were the loudest little firetrucks, I've ever heard.

My mom and I lived with her sister, my aunt, Ciara. We have our own house but my mom always comes home late or never and she doesn't like when I'm home alone so we moved to my aunt's mansion, her husband, Raphael is a lawyer and a really popular one too. They got 3 kids with twins on the way. Kat is the oldest, she is 15 and very annoying, Justin is 10 and is always fighting with Kyle whose 9, over the silliest of things.

I looked around the house and saw that the coast was clear. I silently close the door and started creeping up the stairs but stopped half way up as I remember what happened the last time I tried sneaking in.

It was a Friday evening, I was 12 years old at the time. It was raining and your girl, right here, decided to dance in the rain, got carried away and came home around 6:30 in the evening. I was soaked to the bone and tried to sneak in. I was so proud of myself sneaking in like a spy and all but just when I thought 'yes I did it'. I opened my room door to see my mom with an angry expression on her face sitting on my bed.

So now I am going into the kitchen to face the music their. And I'll have food to distract me too so it was the safest plan I could come up with.

As I enter the kitchen I realized that it was empty which meant no dinner tonight and my housemates are at dinner except my mom since she's probably in my room looking for my diary even though I don't have one.

I open all the cupboards only to find them empty which is weird because my aunt always goes shopping like everyday. Due to her kids endless pit of a stomach, happy to say me included.

Confused and hungry I open the fridge ignoring the piece of paper pasted on it, only to see a bottle of orange juice and a slice of strawberry cake. Ewwwww, everyone in the house knows that I don't like strawberry cakes. I slammed the fridge door close and stare at the piece of paper in front of me.

'Your aunt and I went to dinner with your cousins and Raphael. There is food in the fridge and a number one the table. And sweetheart......your grounded.

XOXO

MOM'

I guess I got my punishment, STARVATION.

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