Chapter 1 Arrival of Helena Allan

Dorah was at school when her friends, Miranda, Prudence, and Emma, came to her during break. They were all in the same class except Miranda who was a year ahead of them.

"What's up, Dorah?" Emma greeted as she sat on Dorah's locker.

"I'm fine and you?" Dorah asked.

"We're all fine," Miranda answered.

"Guys, I'm hungry," Emma said, rubbing her stomach.

"I know from the start that you're a foodie," Prudence said as they laughed at Emma while she frowned.

"Guys," Emma grunts as she folded her arms on her chest. They stopped laughing seeing her seriousness.

"Okay guys, let's go," Miranda said.

"Don't you think you should get a boyfriend?" Emma asked Miranda.

"I don't want any," Miranda answered as they got out of their class.

"Why?" Emma asked.

"Emma," Prudence called, shooting her a glare.

"Hey, what are friends for? She just wants to know my reasons," Miranda said.

"I wonder," Emma said.

"Well, dear Emma, the same reason you didn't have a boyfriend is also the same reason I'm single," Miranda said, making them burst into laughter.

"Why have you guys been against me since morning?" Emma asked, rolling her eyes. Just then, they heard noise as they're approaching the cafeteria.

"The flower boys!" Emma exclaimed.

"Oh my gosh, God please let Jason follow them this time around," Prudence said with her palms together.

Dorah grunted while Miranda just kept a smiling face. As expected, the flower boys appeared. The four made way for them but they stopped on getting to them.

"Hi," Max, one of the flower boys, greeted as everywhere went silent. Probably, they all are interested in what they want to talk about.

"Hello," others greeted except Emma who kept on beaming.

"Dorah, can we talk? I mean privately?" Max said.

"Well, no. I have things to do," she said.

"Dorah, please," Ronald pleaded.

(Well, a perfect introduction of the flower boys. Some refer to them as YOUNG STARS. They're three in total and they're mostly called the FLOWER BOYS. Max, Ronald, and Jason. Max-he's really considered as the oldest among them. He's always with a serious expression except he's only with the rest. Jason-he's the most quiet among them. He keeps a non-serious and non-smiley expression, and only that alone makes lots of girls fall. Ronald-the son of the owner of the school. He's a flirt and sometimes playful. They're all together as a music band and friends. They've got so many teenage awards and they're intelligent. They're considered the star of the school.)

"Your weakness," Prudence whispered, making Dorah glare at her.

"Okay, but hope you won't take much of my time?" Dorah asked.

"Not at all," Max said.

"Okay, we'll be waiting for you in the cafeteria," Miranda said as they walked away.

The flower boys and Dorah walked to the Young Star studio because it's the closest.

"So, what now, seniors?" Dorah asked with a bow.

"Well, still want to talk to you about the band," Max said as Ronald and Jason went to sit down while he stood before Dorah.

"Well, I don't want to be disrespectful but I thought we already talked about this," Dorah said.

"But we still need someone like you," Max said.

"But I already told you that, that day was a mistake. What else did you want to hear?" Dorah asked.

"Dorah......."

"I'm sorry sir. I'll take my leave. My friends are waiting for me," Dorah said. "Am I permitted?" she asked.

"Yes, you can go," Ronald answered and Dorah left.

"Ronald!" Max and Jason groaned.

"Can't you guys see she's uncomfortable being around us? Just let her be, we'll get another person," Ronald said.

"Fuck. I'm never giving up," Max said as Mr. Alfred entered.

"Wish you guys good luck," Ronald said.

"Did I miss anything? What are you guys talking about?" Mr. Alfred asked as he sat on a nearby deckchair.

"Nothing," Max said as he ran his hand through his head.

"They're talking about Dorah so I just tell them to give," Ronald said, making Max scoff.

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On getting home that day, as usual, Dorah didn't meet anyone at home. Her mum has not returned from work. As she changed into something comfortable, after eating, she did her homework, then decided to go online. The first message she saw was that of a guy, Jace, whom she had been chatting with for days now. They talked and through that the guy started asking her out.

Dorah: You can't tell me you didn't have a girlfriend.

Jace: I do but it's only online dating. We haven't met before.

They continued chatting and she later discovered the girlfriend's name. They exchanged contacts and she even messaged the so-called girlfriend on Facebook.

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"Good morning," their homeroom teacher greeted as he entered with a new student.

"Morning, sir," they all chorused.

"Today we have a new student amidst us. Introduce yourself," Mr. Edward said, smiling at the new girl.

"Hi guys. My name is Helena Allan. It's nice meeting you all and I'll be happy if you treat me like a friend and not a stranger," Helena said, smiling.

"You're welcome!" "You're so cute!" "You slay!" "We got you!" they all gave different replies.

"Order. Class president!" Mr. Edward called.

"Not in school."

"Assistant?"

"Yes, sir," Dorah answered, standing up.

"Welcome, Helena. It's nice to have you in our school and class. My name is Dorah Howard. You can just call me Dorah," Dorah said, smiling.

Helena kept wondering where she had seen Dorah before. She looked so familiar to her.

"You can take a seat beside Dorah," Mr. Edward said to Helena.

Dorah gave her a smile as she sat beside her.

It was really a nice day for Helena. She told her mother about her first experience in school. She even made a new friend, Dorah. Her mother was actually happy that her daughter got along pretty well with those in her new school. After her mother left, she messaged her boyfriend and told him about her new school.

"Why does it seem like I know this Helena?" Dorah mumbled as she changed from her school uniform. She grunted as she tried so hard to look back in her memory and figure out where she ever met Helena.

"Why's it so hard remembering her?" she said, rolling her eyes. "Maybe she's not that important," she added, checking herself in the mirror before going out of her room.

She paused as she got to her door. "Wait! Helena Allan! What's she doing here?" she exclaimed.