Selene awoke early that morning, the sunlight lightly caressing her face, and a slight breeze through her hair. She got up and got dressed in a white, button down blouse, a pair of dark jeans, and a red, V-neck cardigan sweater. Moving to the bathroom she washed her face and brushed her long, black hair. Once, she was done brushing her hair she braided it into a single braid, before turning it into a bun in the middle of her head. She added a couple clips into her hair to hold her bangs and went to get her school bag.

Looking at the clock she had time to spare and decided to double-check her papers. With everything present she proceeded to the front door, where a car was waiting for her. The car took her to the corner around school, where she got out and put a pair of fake glasses. Walking the rest of the way to school she got a couple of strange stares, but other that the normal bullying of having her books knocked down, she made it to class with about fifteen minutes to spare. By the time the bell did ring for English, Selene was in her seat with her books and pencil ready.

Class ended and she moved on with her day. Her last block on her schedule was blank with only a room number. Finding it a bit odd, she made her way to the room, where she ran into another student. “Why hello there. Selene Westwood, I presume.” Says the elder student. Selene looks at him and checks her schedule again. “Your in the right place. This is the Student Council room. I’m the president, Michael Sliver.” When he saw her confused face, he let out a sigh. “You got a letter right?” He asks. With that Selene thinks about the week before school and remembers something along those lines. “Yes.” She answers with a bit of confusion, as to how he would know such a thing. “Good. That makes you my VP.” He says with a smile.

After a long forty-five minute talk, the bell rings to end school. Selene leaves with a thin, black folder. Walking out of the school she sees a group of people, who are loitering on school property. Selene opens the folder to get the girls’ names and a little information on each girl. In the corner of her eye she can see the woman wave her over. Having a bad feeling she heads over anyway. “Did you call me?” She asks closing her book.

Lilly crawled out form behind the bleachers avoiding any one who might have come along, she looked up to find a random clock and huffed. Her big boots slightly carring her down the hall dispite the stomping way she walked. She made it to the front seeing Lena, a girl she had seem around but never talked to before. She looked over the couple and looked down, she sighed thinking to herself "..this again..." she looked over at Lena and glared before looking busy digging in her purse that looked like a stuffed dead cat and pulling a tube of lipstick and a compact out of it ass that was the opening.