monstercookis

"Class, we have a new student to day, Her name is (name) (Last), welcome her wit-" "With open arms, I know, I can do the introduction myself. My name is (name)(Last) and I come from Norway, came here to London over personal reasons and if anyone gets in my way I won't be afraid to rip their eyes out."  I sluggishly walked over to a spare spot next to some guy, he seemed decent, apart from the fact that he wears a hair clip, must be important to him. He seemed to notice me staring because he gave me a look of disapproval. I hmphed with crossed arms, and focused my eyes on spiky hair. 'Gravity defying or to much hair gel' The class started an

Chapter - 1    Her heart beat pounded into her chest. The farther she went the faster went her heart. Running through the forest barefoot and earning scratches and cuts from the sharp branches. She didn't care. All she wanted was to escape, she wanted to survive. She then came to an open area. She gasped at the sight.    Fear flooded her vision as she saw what laid in front of her. All the countries were set out on wooden poles. A rope around their neck and their uniforms covered in blood. She saw all of them. Row by row went the poles and each of them had one person on it. She stood frozen and didn't dare to move. Why? Because this signi