Chapter 2: The New Girl
Rating: PG13 – For light themes of bullying, family dynamics, and teenage angst.
Ysabelle Cruz stood at the gate of Roseville High, clutching the strap of her backpack like it was her only lifeline. She had just transferred from a small public school in the province to this shiny private institution in a town that smelled like power, perfume, and secrets. Everything about the place looked like a set from a teen movie—glossy tiles, manicured gardens, and students who walked like they owned the world.
And Ysa? She just wanted to survive the day without drawing attention.
Her mom, Trinity Cruz, had recently accepted a promotion to work under the Mayor's Office. It was the biggest leap in her government career, and though it meant long hours and more responsibility, it also meant a better life for them both. For years, they had scraped by—Ysa growing up without a father, Trinity juggling two jobs just to afford tuition, rent, and second-hand books.
But things were finally looking up.
They had moved into a small apartment just a few blocks from city hall. It wasn’t fancy, but it had decent plumbing, warm water, and a tiny balcony Ysa decorated with potted plants. Her mom even bought her a new pair of shoes for the first day of school. Not branded, but new—Ysa couldn’t remember the last time she had shoebox scent on her own pair.
Still, adjusting was never easy.
She missed her old friends. She missed the noise of the jeepneys and the way sari-sari stores knew her by name. Now she was just “the new girl,” walking into a school where cliques were already formed, and the rules were unspoken but clearly felt.
At the front desk, a secretary handed her a class schedule and gestured vaguely toward the second floor. "Homeroom's with Mrs. Villaruel. Don’t be late."
Clutching her papers, Ysa took a deep breath and climbed the stairs, completely unaware that her path would soon cross with Bella, Margaret, Gweneth, and Tricia—the glittering Mean Girl quartet of Roseville High.
But before the drama, the spells, and the chaos... there was just Ysabelle. Quiet. Trying her best. With a mother who gave everything just to give her a shot at something more.
And she was determined to make this place feel like home.
Even if she had to curse it to do so.
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