~The Untitled Chapter~

Ella wasn't different from this.She was average height, light skinned, a dreamer and an African child in the western world. Ella knew keeping to dreams was a hard thing to try given the generation she found herself in, but then, she decided to brave it.
Relocating with family from OurDan to Tristland wasn't a bad idea at all aside for the fact she'd lose old friends...david her closest friend especially .Ella always knew Tristan town was a crazy town where teens were responsible for their own actions and thus dreams and ambitions could easily be met, but however, this wasn't the case.
The city was beaming with gleaming clay monuments, dignified buildings, and smooth roads as opposed to the ones she left at OurDan.There were many schools, churches and as well, hospitals in this City and as the car speedily moved through this City, Ella pictured quite a lot from outside and was determined to explore the town.
They alighted at street 10, SS street,where their new home was.Street 10 was the core.The area where teens personalized and hordes of teens with different skills and talents never lacking__this was the perfect place for Ella.
Ella Iain had been made for people, for conversations and crowds.Strangers were just as fascinating to talk to as old friends,and noise was more appealing to her than silence.However, when it came to real close friends, she was picky.
Ella is a student by profession and a baker by whim. Her years in middle school had been a success as she gained popularity and was even made DHP in her last years there. She
is now at the college level, and to be precise,__ the level were the story begins.

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