Ramona sighed as she sat in a chair in the main office of the high school. She had arrived from England yesterday, her real home. Her home she loved and already missed. She had been moved there to live with her aunt and uncle, for personal reasons.<br/><br/>Ramona twisted a pink piece of hair that had fallen from her messy bun and then sighed. She was given her schedule momentarily and she smiled and thanked the principal. She stood, grabbed her bag, and headed out into the hallways. They were a bit crowded at the moment but quiet as well, she looked up from her schedule a few times to find her class, when she finally did she found a seat and waited for class to begin.<br/><br/>Halfway through, she had spotted another class walk passed the door, they all had depressed expressions on their face. She suddenly got curious, but decided to stay out of it. A while passed before class went out and she caught sight of a boy walking into the woods. She had art class, she loved art, but she decided to dig deeper into what had happened. She pushed the door open and slid out and walked into the forest. When she finally found the boy, a small group had rallied together. They were talking about a murder in the cafeteria. Ramona was both intrigued and confused. So she decided to step from her hiding spot.<br/><br/>When Ramona spoke, her voice was soft and calm, her British accent clear to others. "Deaths? What has happened?" She asked softly as she stepped from behind the tree.<br/><br/>Sent from my LG-H900 using Tapatalk