Chloe's POVA week has gone by since school started. Today was the first time I was late to class, I blame my bed for that and the stupid guy I met in the hallway earlier. The problem is, being the new kid as a senior is hard because students my age has already established their circle of friends; they each have their own cliques. You could refer to me as the outcast, I guess? The lone wolf; an omega, looking for a pack. Mum's right, I should stop re-watching teen wolf. It's started to affect my way of thinking. "So I've been thinking, since you're all graduating how well do you guys know your peers? Like the guy who sits next to you in Chemistry or the guy passing you by? Do you really know them?" our teacher stated."Aren't you a little bit curious about their lives? Who they really are inside?" She paused. "This is why I decided to give you this project. I'll be assigning each student a number, the student who has the same number as you is likely to be your partner, and no they a
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