WHO'S THE NEW GIRL.

SERAPHINA'S POINT OF VIEW. I walked through the grand halls of Ravenscroft High, dressed in my uniform. My heels clicked against the marble floors as I walked, my head high as I ignored the stares of everyone. They all looked at me with curiosity and interest in their gazes. "Who is she?" I heard a girl say, as I walked past her. Looking ahead, I saw them: Sloane and Him. Lucien Ravenscroft, my fiancé. He tilted against her as she leaned against her locker, her books held tight against her chest, as she blushed. It was like the idiot didn't know any damn thing about PDA, and how disturbing it fucking was. His hands were around her waist, as she playfully fought against him, her books pressed slightly against his chest as she turned away slightly. The blush on her cheeks almost made me gag as I stared at them. He whispered something in her ear that made her blush and hide her head in his chest, as he smirked against her head. They were surrounded by four guys in impeccable uniforms. My