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The class presidant of Fransis kelsey Secondary school walked though the large from doors of the school. People were smiling and waving at her as usual. She grinned kindly and waved back. She made her way to her locker and quickly put her things in her locker. Geniveve was still tired from the weekends parties, but there was no way she could let anyone know about that. She had to be her regular peppy self and put on a big smile. The red headed girl made her way to the student council staff room for their regular meeting. There wasn't anyone in the room yet. Geniveve always felt the need to be early. The meeting would soon start, she took her place at the head of the table and layed out all her notes for the meeting they were about to have.


Logan was a new teacher at the school, and he was completly lost. Everywhere he went it seemed there was a new hallway leading down some dark alley way. Finally he found what he thought was his classroom. He opened up the door only to find a beautiful redheaded girl sitting at one end of a table. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know this was your classroom." The girl smiled, "It's not, I'm the student council presidant, and we use this room for our morning meetings. But it could very well be your classroom. Are you a new teacher here?" He was a little taken back, she seemed a lot older than that, he almost mistaken her for a teacher. "Yea I am, I'm Mr. McGaver. Is this room, 215? Thats what this paper says is my room." The girl nodded, "Here take a seat." she said pushing a chair over.

Nikki slowly stood infront of mirror that stood infront of her bureau. She placed her hands on it, trying to steady herself. She didn't want to look into the mirror and see her lifeless eyes and the face that she no longer recognized. The dead alien eyes that seemed so deep, yet so shallow at the same time. She slowly pushed herself away from the mirror, and grabbed her bag. She skipped the day today, again. It wouldn't have mattered even if she did go to class. All she had in her bag was unfinished homework that she understood, but she couldn't find the motivation to do it. Screw this... She left her dorm and she slowly made it to her locker, keeping an eye out for her teachers. She passed a male leaving a classroom and she quickened her pace, afraid. So afraid of him. She slowly skittered around him into the room, which she thought that was empty. It wasn't though, the most popular girl there, Geniveve and another male teacher.
She suddenly got very jerky with her motions and tried to retract to the door, but the other male hadn't left yet. She gave a small smile to them, but her eyes where twitching with fear.
"What class is this?" she asked, just to relax. She completly kept her eyes off of the male, and only on Geniveve. She was scared. She was down right terrified.

Jun's shoulders twitched just a bit. That was his new history teacher. "Dammit...." he muttered under his breath. Then he realized that the teacher probably didn't know that he was cutting class. Then he noticed Nikki and stepped out of her way thinking that she wanted access to the room. "Sorry about that i was just leaving." he said as he stepped out of her way while sweeping a hand towards the door beckoning her to enter.

Jun had learned over his years of fighting when someone was afraid and when they were ready to act on that fear. That Nikki girl oozed fear but even more so she gave off the resolve to get violent if things got messy. He saw it in her eyes far past the trembling exterior she might be one of the most dangerous people in school. However, he had no time to think about such things as he was cutting class to go take a nap on the school roof. He quickly left the scene before the teacher's attention was called to him as well.

Nikki slowly sat down in the back corner, and took out a fresh sheet of sketch paper. She slowly sat down, still trembling slightly. She slowly picked up her pencil and rested her wrist on the table staring at the blank paper. What could she draw? Nothing really appealed to her. She slowly closed her eyes and rested it against her paper on the desk, searching her mind for something to be born onto paper.
She then thought about her father, the man that did it to her. She started trembling, rocking back and forth. She let out a soft moan, no she couldn't think about it. She couldn't let it show. She slowly slipped her hand into her sleeve and grabbed her wrist, twisting it, so that she could focus on the physical pain, instead of the mental scars.
A few moments passed and she picked her pencil back up, and began sketching an abandoned alley way, with a door labled, 'The End of Innocence.' There was blood on the concrete, there were knives, used condoms, and trash scattered around the door.
She paused for a moment, and erased the middle of it so you could only see the door and the walls, and she added a girl, whose face was covered in shadow, but it had a slight resemblence to Nikki.

Halfway down the now empty hall Jun stopped and turned back to the classroom. " S**t i don't have history i have art!" he said to himself. He walked back to the art room "Dammit all can't miss another art class even if i am good at drawing comics... miss one more and fail." he muttered as he remembered his encounter with the principal not even a week past. He reached the door and began shuffling through his list of reasons why he was late. Realizing that the teacher already knew who he was he gave up the excuses and decided to go honest. Jun opened the door and said "Sorry I am late i was going to cut but thought against it." as many eyes turned towards him and he took his seat next to Nikki. He looked over at her from the corner of his eye because the tension her body was giving off left him ill at ese. He saw that the teacher was trying to figure out why she was so nervous as well, but Jun coldn't have cared less. "I'm here now so i can't possibly get in trouble for cutting." he said to himself as he lay his head down to begin his postponed nap.

The bell rang for next period and Logan stood from Nikkis desk, "See you all tomorrow." He said waving. "Nikki, can I talk to you for a moment." He asked pulling a desk close to hers. "I can feel that your nervous around me. But I'm really not sure why? I can tell something is wrong. I want you to be able to trust me as your teacher. So if you want you can talk to me." He tried to say it in the kindest, most calm way possible.