Entity by JJ F.T (best memoirs of all time .TXT) 📕

I unzipped my dress leaving into my undies and bra. I always sleep with just my undergarments, so I never bother to grab a pair of PJ’s. I slowly lay on the comfy bed and looked outside my balcony glass door.

Tomorrow is the beginning of my new life. Everything will be strange and new for me, new school, new teachers, new surroundings, new bitches and hopefully new friends. I just want to live my life in peace without having a fight to anyone. I mean, I’m not a trouble maker or anything but I’m pretty sure there would be girls that would get envy on me. Yea, my parents are extremely loaded and I know that my new school is a very expensive private one and all of the students that attend in there are rich too, but I am not stupid enough to think that no one would get jealous to someone who has everything, especially to a new girl. I just hope everything will go smoothly tomorrow.

My mind wanders back to where I came from. I never intended to leave France ever, but because of the incident that happen to my life and all the threats that I’ve always received in our mailbox every 2 months, my parents decided to move in here in Canada and focus on our 4 businesses here. I refuse at first though, I mean yea, I’d received some threats letters and sick delivery things but my life was bound on France, I grew up in France, I learnt how to spoke, walk, and wrote in France. My friends lived in France, my happiness was in France, but I have to leave all of the things that are important to me and sacrifice my happiness and start a new and fresh beginning here in Canada. I just hope that I would never regret living here in this new place and people would hopefully welcome me with kindness in this community.

My eyelids slowly drop and I decided to welcome the darkness for a second time of the day.

I wake up from the noise of my alarm clock. I tried to ignore it waiting for the noise to stop, but the sound just going and I’ve had enough. I grab my alarm clock at the top of the small wooden table beside my bed and throw it across my room. I heard the object break to pieces and I sleepily smiled in content.

Just then, Carmen walk inside the room holding a clean towel and went to my bathroom. I keep snuggling into my pillow but was interrupted shortly of Carmen’s voice.

“Ezzie wake up now, before your brother will barge in your room and poured a bucket of water in you.” She informed.

I just shifted into my bed and face the other way, completely ignoring Carmen’s words. Carmen is like a grandma that I never had. She was so cool for her age and she was always there for me taking my sides when my brother and I have had a fight. I’ve known her since I was a kid in France.

“Let him be Nana, I don’t really care. And besides its Saturday anyway, so can the lady get some peaceful sleep?” I asked hoping that she would go away and let me sleep.

But I guess luck isn’t with me today because Carmen’s next word makes me bolt up straight from my bed and hurriedly walk into the bathroom and closed the door with a loud bang.

I totally forget that today is my first day in my new school and I don’t want to arrive late in my first day. I quickly took a shower and hurriedly get out of the bathroom and walked into my walk in closet.

I decided to wear all leather, so I grab my fit leathered jeans and my tight leathered jumper than shows a bit of my flat belly. I quickly searched on my undergarments drawer and wear my black lace bra and undies before wearing my jeans and jumper. I glance at my body length mirror and satisfied at my outfit.

I then, moved on to my shoes. I grab my leathered knee length four inch boots and hurriedly wear them. I decided to flow my natural straight hair behind me and put a light make up on. I didn’t bother to put any jewellery, well except for the diamond earrings that shined brightly on my ears.

I run to my bed where my things for school were placed and quickly put it on my shoulder bag and run downstairs. I glanced at the watch on my wrist and my eyes widen in panic. I didn’t bother to eat breakfast because according to my watch I’m already three minutes late.

I’ve owned four fast cars but since I don’t have time and I’m pretty sure the city would be busy, I decided to ride on my MV Agusta motorcycle that I bought in Italy 2 years ago.

I reversed into our parking lot and drove as fast as I can to school. I then realised I don’t know which way I would go, so I quickly pulled my iPhone and used GPS to locate my new school.

I arrived in the school in about 5 minutes. I was shocked yet amused that the cops wasn’t on my tail to pull over and give me lecture at how fast I drove instead of following the speed limit.

I parked my bike on the school parking lot and literally run towards the entrance door. The school is pretty big. I wasn’t surprised of that. I’ve been attending on a private and expensive famous school of my entire life. But this school seems kind of different from the other expensive school.

I’ve never heard of a “Lykánthro̱pos Academy” before. My mum always told me a story of how this school is awesome and interesting and very high when it comes to sports or what my brother always said ‘training’.

I walked into the hall and found a door that has ‘office’ sign on it. I opened it carefully and found a middle age woman busy typing on the computer in front of her. I slowly closed the door and when I turned back, I was taken a back and took a couple of step back when the face of the woman who sat on her chair now staring up at me creepily.

I felt a goosebumps crawling on my skin, “Whoa… that was not what I expected for a welcome,” I said still shock of how quick she stood in front of me without making any noise.

Her brown eyes held mine and she looked me up and down and crunched up her nose in disgust. I suddenly looked down at my look and raised a brow at her.

“What?” I asked irritated.

She looked up again and plastered a fake smile on her lips, “Oh, nothing dear. Just wondering why you’re wearing all leather while the sun is up brightly shining. Didn’t you feel hot?” she asked.

I just shrugged, “I’m already hot and besides I like the way I look,” I announced cockily.

She walked back on her seat and faced her computer again. “Cocky, I see.” She took a deep breath and froze. I looked at her weirdly while she looked at me with wide eyes as if she was scared or something.

She stayed like that that seems like forever, staring at wide eyes and lips slightly parted whilst I was standing uncomfortably under her gaze. She then cleared her throat and gave me another fake smile.

“What’s your name, dear?” she asked and I quickly gave her my answer antsy to get out of her creepy looks.

“Blazelmay Guillory.”

She typed my name making a click noise and again she looked up at me with wide eyes for the third time. I have a feeling that I would get this reaction a lot so I let myself adopt this kind of reaction.

She quickly stood up from her chair and she stumbled a bit but she quickly regain her balance and walked to the drawer in the corner of the room and pulled out a piece of paper, a metal object that I assume is for my new locker and long folder.

She placed it carefully in front of me and I quickly grab it and walked out the door. I looked back at the office door once more and I felt a shiver run down my spine. That woman is so weird and creepy.

I then realised that I am beyond late. I check on my watch and found out that the bell would ring any seconds for my second period, and I was right. The sound of the bell echoed on the empty hall and I sighed in relieve. Well, I guess I’m going to my second lesson then.

I went to my locker and found it in the middle area. My eyebrow rose up, “They should’ve give me a locker in the end because I’m a transferee student, but instead they gave me one in the middle area.” I mumbled to myself.

I took a step back and look up to my locker, then a sign caught my eye where it says ‘Special Lockers’ in bold old English written. I shrugged it off and open my locker to put some of the things that I didn’t need for my second period and closed it.

I look around at a still empty hall and realised that the signal for second period is gone 5 minutes ago and I haven’t seen any students walk out of the classrooms. I felt scared for the first time of my 18 years of living of being alone in a place where I didn’t even recognise. I feel my heart beats faster than my normal beating and I tried so hard to just ignore the feelings and to relax, but I guess that idea didn’t work.

I pulled my schedule from my jean pocket and look at it intensely. Then I found out that every first subject contained 2 hours, so that means you will be staying in one classroom in 2 hours.

I exhaled loudly. I’ve never been so relieved in my entire life. I smiled to myself and walked to the corner of the hall to find my classroom. I looked down at my schedule to check what room I should go to and found out that I need to go to room number 312.

I continued walking and found an elevator and I press number 3. The elevator went up and it stop in the third floor. I walk out of the elevator and found a sign of room number 300-320 in the left side and room number 321-340 in the right side.

I went to the left side since my room is obviously on the left. Every time I took every step, I could hear voices in each room from a teachers trying to explain a lesson to his/her noisy students. I rolled my eyes; Canada is absolutely the same to France. Then I stupidly realised that all of the schools are the same.

When I reach my room, I haven’t heard any noise inside. I looked at the door questioningly and I slowly twisted the knob