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iness of buying and selling companies, ripping them off their money,

gy lady with wavy blonde hair. She was pretty

Storm will see yo

airs that lead to a double door of mahogany with paneled glass at the top. She knocked lightly on the door and gestured for me to go in with a nod. The interior of the office was dimly lit with the shades drawn tight. Somewhere a ra

ck straight up on the plush seat of her chair. She looked like she belonged in some medieval time castle with a crown on her head while she looked down her straight nose at her poor subj

that was as light as feather, pushing a strand of glos

t of my admiration for h

er, ma'am," I co

don

ened it and read through it slowly. I could see her pupils move slowly from one word to another and in the ti

. Storm. Mr. Storm is one hell of a

the room. The walls were painted a dark beige color and most of the

r scores are good enough. We hold very high expectations fo

do m

t? He made a very huge contribution to

st dad to make some 'small' effor

sses today." I started to interrupt her but she held up her fingers. "So you can spend the time looking

getting some special treatments because of dad's

y's office to get my schedule. She had a harried expression on her face whe

ally slowing down my work". She smiled as she keyed in some commands into the computer. "Here we go. Shawn Hunter?", she raised a bro

already knew about dad and rumours I didn't care about. It was almost like she was reading the hot news off the screen of her com

d and she pulled out some s

Shawn. And I hope

my own collected my papers an

. The interior was warm as the administrative building had been and there were symbols of academic achievements all over the place; on the walls and there w

n to me by the secretary, certain dresses were prohibited from school grounds. But this girl was scantily dressed. Her tight leather shorts were accompanied by fishnet stockings and high black leather boots. Her light sweater hung loose on her shoulders and was raised at her torso to reveal a pierced navel and the end of a tattoo that looked like a curved tail. Stra

was that

disappeared behind one of the many corners East WhiSare high p

ain hall. I followed my vague map through the corridor to a small sitting area where I sat down to browse through the schedule and the three-page activity pamphlet Ms. Linda had given me. It contained a list of sports and othe

d students poured out of classes. Somehow I was able to recognize Cara as she came

here because it's the only place they can feel safe in a new e

ontagious. I stood and held up the maps. "I think th

be of help to you. I have one more class before lunch you can either join

but the

expected. The only thing expected th

arted walking towards what I assumed was the cafeteria. I joined the group of s

picked another one for herself. There were hamburgers, chili, and some other things but with the

er much. She introduced me to them. There was Nora with the brown hair and eyes, Jeff with the brown hair with highlights of gold a

amous DeShawn Hunter what b

ke a heavy blanket and my ears nearly rang from the silence. M

n passing glanced at our table, looked right at me and a strange feeling ran through me from the crown of my head to the tip of my toes. Before I could register anything the last one walked in. It was th

hey?" I as

them she answered. "The Sto

back at them again. The redhead was nodding and smiling at one of the students at another

ally popular aro

cipal's children. Also, the

ids, children to the school head. No

ooking. The dark-haired girl whispered something to the red-haired wh

all have the same reaction to

couldn't help the feeling creeping in my veins. It wasn't just their phy

the sesame seeds on my burger when I felt a tinging

o glance back at the Storms' table. Yielding to t