Murmurs Resurfaces And Um, A Little Drama

Seb and I walked into the noisy class, the class teacher was nowhere to be found which gave the students unlimited freedom to chatter away.

The moment their widened eyes met mine, everyone kept mute.  They looked awestruck, staring at me like I was different. Yep! I was different and different's unique. I ignored their boring gazes and feasted my eyes on the room. My jaw dropped at the view infront of me. It was just different too. Old? Definitely old. It was like we went back in time, if you've seen Harry Potter, you'd know what I meant. The chairs were old-fashioned, no lockers — meant they had to use tables with drawers. It was old but very neat. An artist would probably think it was a piece of art.

"Come on, the seat behind me is always free. You can sit there," Seb said, breaking the silence that seemed to have put everyone in a trance. Okay, maybe I was the silence.

I followed Seb whilst the students continued to stare at me.

I shrugged off their surprise as nothing, at least — they weren't talking about me.

"Who's she?" One of the students asked.

Okay, I spoke too soon.

"A werewolf, maybe?" A new voice piped in.

"They are banished, remember?" Another interjected.

I sat on the wooden chair, hanging my backpack on the handle of the chair. Seb tried to make small talks me with but I wasn't in the mood for that. The murmurs were continuously piercing my eardrums.

Now, I was fed up and agitated with their gossips. It was just too much to take. Everyone wanted to know the new student.

"She looks alone, poor thing,"

"But she's got style."

"No, she doesn't. She looks like a bad girl, she's probably one. Umph!" A bitter voice replied.

Petty, I know. But that was high-school. And also, one of the reasons I hated making friends.

"If only Heather was in school today, she'd have put her-"

"That's enough!" I yelled out loud.

There was pin drop silence from my outrage. They looked shocked, and at a loss of words.

"What now? You all can't speak, cat got your tongues, huh? Your butts were gossiping about me in my presence. Do you guys even have any shame or respect?!" I screamed into the air.

"Debby, calm down," Seb tried to pacify me, but I wasn't having any of it.

"Oh, you think I'm not calm? And you think I should just shut my mouth like a scaredy cat and say nothing to these people? They couldn't even greet me, let alone, welcome me. All they did was talk about me like I didn't exist. Who the hell do you guys think you are? Who? Tell me, who?" I spat out, standing up to let them all see who spoke.

Once my temper surfaced, it was always hard to tame me.

"Mm . . . sorry?" A little kitten whispered.

"Gladys, why did you say sorry to her?" A not so little kitten glared at the little one. Angry bird, maybe.

"Yes, Gladys why?" Her friend sitting next to her chimed in. Another angry bird.

"It's fine Gladys, I'll let you know some people lacks manners." I said to the little kitten, who'd come to know her name was Gladys.

"Girl, who do you think you are? Stepping on our territory like you're all that?" The first angry bird said, glaring at me like I was supposed to cower or something.

"Excuse me?!" I dragged the words. "You wanna know who I am uh, you wanna know?" I almost reached out to slam her stupid head on the desk until I remembered it was my first day. I let my shoulder sagged and returned back to my seat.

Angry bird two snickered, "Cassie, Heather would be proud. You put the pompous bitch in her place."

Oh, no, she didn't. 

"What did you say?" I said, standing up from my seat. I strolled to the third row where the girls — sorry, birds were seated.

"Um . . . whatever you heard, bitch." She repeated the word staring confidently into my eyes. A challenge? I liked that.

"And do you know how a bitch acts like?" I asked, calmly. Too calm that I even scared myself a little.  I was no calm girl, Deborah Waters was known for her raging flames.

"Who cares?" Angry bird one replied.

"I'm gonna show you," I said and smacked her on her face. Without wasting too much time to let her cry, I grabbed her lunch and shoved her face into it. Snatching a juice box from the second lunch pack, I twisted the cap and-

"Stop i-" I didn't let angry bird two complete her sentence before I dragged her by her hair which would definitely hurt her scalp. I brought her to the front of the classroom and disposed the fruit juice on her uniform. 

"Let me go bitch!" She shrieked.

"Uh — wrong word," I said and slammed her head onto the teacher's desk. She screamed in pain and struggled against my hold.

I guess bitch didn't know I learnt kickboxing during summer. I could pretty much hold my own, I did tell you.

I dropped her onto the floor — into a puddle of her own juice. With a satisfied smirk, I went back to my seat. I innocently stared at everyone's frozen face, including Seb. Good to know, I put on a show for them.

"Show's over now, you all can stop staring!" I yelled, clapping my hands. They all scurried back to their respectable seats, still in a shock of everything that played out infront of them.

"Thank you." A nerdish boy whispered into my ear as he passed by my table. I nodded at him, giving him a small smile.

The girls probably weren't affectionate to the rest of the students too. Now I wasn't feeling guilty about what I did to them.

"What happened here?!" A middle-aged woman exclaimed as she saw the event that happened in her absence.

Everyone looked towards my direction, expecting me to reply the woman. Of course, after all, I was the culprit.

"That's our teacher," Seb whispered.

"Oh, I see. This would be fun." I said to him, rubbing my hands together.

"Ma?" I asked in a meek voice.

"Yes, you're the new student, Deborah Waters. So, what happened here, care to tell?"

"That girl and her fr . . . iend," I hiccuped, pointing at angry bird one. "They tried to bully me, the embarrassing one with wet clothes tried to pour her juice on me, but she slipped and it rained down on her. And the other one, she almost poke my eyes out with her fork, I pushed her off — her food was on her left hand so it fell on her face. I didn't mean for any of it to happen, I was just trying to defend myself." I said, sobbing silently, using my best manipulative voice.

"What?! You girls are disgusting! Get yourselves cleaned and see me after school. Both of you!" The teacher screamed, pointing her fingers at the new laughingstock of the class.

I smiled mentally, that was a successful first impression.

"I'm so sorry Deborah," The teacher apologised, letting out a tired sigh.

"It's fine, what can I do? I'm just a new student. It happens." I said, tearing up a little.

"You are so full of surprises, Debby," Seb chuckled. The other students felt that way too, they didn't say a word but their astounded eyes did.

"Girls, apologise right this instant!" She yelled.

"Sorry." They both mumbled, ducking their heads in defeat. And yeah, shame.

I knew trouble just begun, and I was ready for it.

"Now, before we proceed today. Deborah, would you like to introduce yourself to the rest of the class?" The teacher asked, just one of the questions I hated the most.

I didn't like to talk about myself, I liked to show myself.