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Oh. I'm sorry, did we meet before? Ok, I won't introduce myself with a cheesy pickup line. Marai Zutobu's the name, I know, weird. I'm your ordinary teenage girl, I hate absolutely everything in my life. Hey, it's nothing to be ashamed of. But. The thing that makes my life even worse, is that I'm moving to my new school today, and it's not a normal school. It's where all these snobby, spoilt, stupid, dumb.... Ok, I'll stop there. It's basically where the most loaded kids go. The only other way to get into the school is to take this scholarship test and hope for an interview. You can clearly see my parents made me do this. Just take a look at my goddamn name! "Five more minutes to get in the car!" Yelled a very high pitched voice. My Mum. Ya'll are probably wondering why I hate her so much. The reason is because she's been with multiple men, two or three is kind of alright but I think nine is just exceeding the limit. I just lost the respect I had for her. Or again, it's the weird I-hate-everything-in-life phase. Again. Nothing to be ashamed of. "Rai! Get in the car now!" Yelled an all too familiar yet disturbing voice. Man. Did my mum consume a gallon of helium every morning?? "Coming!" I yelled back. I made my way down the mountain of stairs and hopped into our average family car. In the car were my two step-brothers my snobby step-sister and of course my 'parents'. The one advantage of being the first child of the woman is that you get to sit in the front seat. The way to hell was quiet like usual. The scenery outside changed from a bunch of glum houses to a mansion-like school. "Bye sweetie! Have a nice day at school!" Those were the last words I heard before being dropped off at Satan's Home or its more well-known name... Niarta High.
Niarta High
