The class we entered was small and compact, sitting at most fifteen students. I made a headcount and yep, sixteen seats in rows of fours.
“Let's go. The middle seats are the best.”
She enforced her words by pulling me along to the middle seats. The seats were plush, black -still rectangular- and very comfortable. Seats like this must have cost the school a pretty penny.
Five seats were empty when we got to the class, three of them in the middle. I followed Sarah and sat right behind her.
I made myself comfortable and brought out my textbook -one of several since I’ve yet to drop the ones I didn’t need in my locker- and arranged my pencils and pen just the way I liked on my desk. I also brought out my n
“I've got chemistry next and the best seat..”“...... is the middle one?” I finished for her.“Yes! Not too far from the board and not so forward the teacher has to call on you all the time.”Hmm. I never thought of it that way. I always chose the back because it was as far away as I could get from the teacher AND all the mini monsters in my school.I stared at Sarah again, trying to imagine which side of the coin she would have fallen on at my old school. She was way too pretty to be bullied. Maybe she'll do the bullying? But I couldn't reconcile this bubbly, affectionate girl with those vapid bimbos at my school.Tamara and her cronies were nowhere as pretty Sarah but were meaner than actual street cats.“C'mon!” She urged again, pulling on my arm.I got up and glanced to my right but
The rest of my two classes went okay, thanks to no idiot boys twisting my every word.The classes were both the same though. Roll call, something that hadn't been there in mr Efa’s class, intoducing myself and then melting into the background. I made no other instant connections with anyone though, the faces of both the teachers and students all blurred together until they were just a sea of indistinct faces. I wouldn't have seen either the students or teachers outside and recognized any of them.Maybe it was because it was just my first day but I doubted that. It felt like I was at my old school again. Invisible to everyone around me. After basking in the attention of Sarah, it was an unpleasant feeling.The sun was high in the sky when I walked out into the humid air. The heat that enveloped me did nothing to alleviate my melancholic mood.The school was deceptive in size.From the outside, it loo
Kiera's POVYou could hear a pin drop. They stared at me in shock and I stared back aghast. What in god's name was I to do now?At Littlerock high school, we had some unwritten rules as well. For example, everyone knew that the best table right in the middle of the cafeteria only belonged to the soccer players and their darling cheerleaders. Even if for some unforeseen reason -like when the coach lost his mind and made the soccer team practice an entire afternoon- no one in the entire school would dare brush their hands against the table let alone be brave enough to sit down there. It would seem the same is true for St. Patrick. In my school, making a level 3 faux pas like that made you the number one target of all the bullies in school aka the jocks, their cheerleader girlfriends and all their popular friends or any i
“Sarah? You invited her to the table?” She glared at me one second and managed a pout for Sarah the next second.If I didn’t know better, I would have said that Celyn was harbouring a crush. Actually, I don’t think I know better. I didn’t know any of these people at all. For all I knew, Sarah was the mayor’s daughter or something and her secret girlfriend was Celyn.“Yes I did.” Sarah replied simply and took a seat.I mirrored her and took the seat next to her before raising my eyes to the chest of the person directly across from me. “Hi everyone.” I mumbled to the table at large.“Hey.”
“Excuse me? You are in our seats.” I stared back in bemusement at the two girls blocking my view of the board with their bodies.After the debacle with Celyn, jerkface had wolfed down the rest of his lunch -I had no part in it- and then threw the peace sign at the guys before ducking out. He hadn’t even waited for Celyn and Sarah to come back from the restroom so he could apologise to her. Not that Celyn had acted like she was offended by what he said to her.Deciding I’d pushed my luck far enough, I grabbed my backpack, waved goodbye to mystery girl and left. It was obvious that Celyn didn’t hold jerkface responsible for the soda incident but she certainly held me responsible and I refused to bear the brunt of her anger, definitely not on my first day.
“Hi Rhemir. No, not much of a problem. Mari and I have always sat here. We were just three minutes late to class and now she won’t get up from our seat.” She even toyed with her hair, batting her eyes at him.I shook my hair at her antics. Idiot girl. I didn’t give a shit who Rhemir or the ‘Kings’ were and he was certainly not going to get me out of my seat by just ordering it.“If they’ve always sat here, I see no reason why two good friends should be separated. There is a vacant spot at my seat, do you mind joining me?” Angry chipmunk had been nodding in agreement until his question.She sputtered in shock -I was stupefied by his offer too- but she recovered quickly. “That’s not necessary
Class finished a while later. Honestly, time whipped by because one minute, I was watching the black and white movie, the next, the lights were coming back on and the teacher was saying something. I could barely hear a word he was saying. It felt like I was underwater, the world in clear focus, but yet blurry. I was not the most intelligent student at my old school, but I was never distracted in class either.My skin felt very tight, my breath getting very short, it was literally almost impossible for me to pull oxygen into my body. I was getting dangerously close to passing out as colours swam across my eyes, the world around me getting very bright, the colours mixing together to become a riot of colors, more colors than even the rainbows had. What stood out were the brilliant orange and the purple light.Normal colors that everyone w
I belted a short deranged laugh. Yeah, I was leaning more towards the hallucination option. Who would believe that the voice in my head belonged to someone else. It was happening to me and I could scarcely believe myself. Maybe…..“Kiera!” I whirled around and tried to locate the voice amongst all the moving bodies.Oh, yeah. School was over for the day and I was in the school parking lot waiting for my mum to come pick me. Every other student was hopping into their car and driving away, just like Mrs’ Crook had said. Only very few students were entering their friend’s cars.“Kiera!” The familiar voice yelled again. I turned in a circle, trying to locate Sarah.