All Chapters of MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE. : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

PHOEBE'S POV.............................................................................School has always had its ups and downs for me, But the number of downs definitely exceeds the number of ups by a long shot. For one, there is the fact that I have to see the people that I haven't seen all through the mid term break which would not be a problem for most people my age but let's just say I don't do so well in public, at least not among my peers and definitely not among the students in South Philly High.There is also the fact that I have to sit through those hour long classes which once again would not be a problem except unlike most people my age, I have gone further that my class will ever go this semester. Yes I like to read.  The list of downs could go on but let's talk about the Good part of school. Except for the library which I refer to as my safe haven in school, there is also, HIM. Kevin Kingsley or (KK) as I like to refer to him in my he

PHOEBE'S POV.  ............................................................................ Getting down from the bus and looking at the horror that is my high school, I felt nervous. As nervous as I have felt every single day for the past few years..  I walk into school praying that I don't have to make any interactions with people.  Believe it or not people actually talk to me but it's just that I never know what to reply with and I just end up freaking out and saying the first thing that comes to my mind which is never a good idea. somebody could hit me with a "What's up" and my reply would be "Yeah, thanks. You too". And that is even one of my best replies. Believe me, I have replied with worse answers..  Another prayer point of mine is that I don't mistakely run into Kevin and trip on an invisible stone like I always seem to do whenever he is around. I am actually really thankful that I don't get bullied as much as the nerds, I me

PHOEBE’S POV...........................................................................Okay, I know it may be too early to say it since it is still just the first day of school but I have a strong feeling that my senior year is not going to go as smoothly and quietly as I planned.Why do I say so you ask? Well I could think of a couple reason as to why  I feel this way, One, maybe because ever since the new student got here which was literally a little over Two hours ago, everything has just been, I don't know tense and plain weird. In Ms. Harts class, it was literally as if everybody was holding their breaths from the minute he walked in and couldn’t stop making comments about anything and everything about him the moment the left immediately the bell rang.. Even people in the hallway have been acting weird and uptight, it’s scary. Honestly, this is the most quiet I have seen the students of south Philly high but it is also

Cole's Pov.. Same Day. From Early in the morning... .......................................................................... Waking up early in the morning is definitely not one of my speciaties.  But I guess today is going to be different because of the loud bang coming from the other side of my door..  I swear if that person isn't my grandmother or at least sent from her, then they are definitely going to get it from me. I open the door to see one of the elderly maids that work for my grandma. she looked really pissed but her faced relaxed and softtened when she saw how pissed and disgusted I was compared to her.  I hate being woken up.. The fact that I'm still sleeping obviously means I have not gotten enough sleep, right?  "what is it" I asked her in a harsh tone. Maybe too harsh bust still,  "Good morning Cole" "Is there anything good about waking me up at literally 6:00am in the morning. She did