Love Isn't Always Fair

Chapter 1 | Nostalgia

                    I couldn't bring myself to actually digest inside me wholly that I'm a juniour starting today. Looking past my sophomore and freshman years, I released a sigh of relief that I survived them. I find myself gleeful as I enter the gate of our campus, looking at everyone around me. It seems that I missed being in school already. Well, when I say 'school', I am actually referring to my friends and not the school itself. But that's just me and my typical average self.

                    Walking through the bulletin board which is fronting the school clinic was never easy because of my trembling legs. People swarmed around it like bees in their beehive and I just stood there, composing myself and finally, making my way in the crowd. It was a bit of a challenge but I finally made my way in front of the bulletin board. I inhaled slowly and smoothly then exhaled. It's kind of nerve wrecking to scan the whole thing so I just moved my eyes down straight to the junior area.

                    Looking through the sections, I started with section B. From there, I saw nothing so I moved to the next section which is C. And while I'm so into it, a familiar voice shouted, "Stell!" and tapped my shoulder lightly. I turned around to see it and my eyes went wide the moment I saw the person. "Marie," I chuckled and whispered, "You definitely don't want us to cause some fight here, right?" Then she looked around and gave everyone an apologetic look as I nodded at her action. "They're desperate to look for their sections so we need to hurry," I whispered at her and she just nodded. As for me, I scanned section E and gasped at myself. 

                    "Could it be..." I looked at Marie who was gazing at me in amusement. "Nah," she interrupted my sentence and gestured at her right. "There's your name. Surprised because you thought you were at the star section?" she burst out laughing that made her earn a look from the students around, "Oops." I'm solaced because section A is a very much pressuring section, if you ask me. I sighed in relief as I looked over section C. 

Section C

32.) Guntley, Stella Rae

                    "And guess what?!" Marie jumped in excitement as I shot her a questioning look. "We're classmates," she said softly while hugging me as I looked two steps above me with the name which read;

30.) Courtney, Marie

                    "It feels nostalgic," I smiled at her and giggled, "Like when we were in first grade." She nodded and linked arms with me as we marched to the junior and sophomore's hallway. The people around created boisterous noises until the school bell rang which signalled them to move in their classes already.

                    "Stell," Marie stared at me for a long time and finally looked straight on our path, "I hope we enjoy this year," She simpered and chuckled softly. "I can't promise that but yeah, all classes are fun, they said," I flashed her a reassuring smile. "Well, that's what they say," we laughed and finally found our designated classroom.

                    As I opened the classroom's door, I felt shy because of all the eyes laid on us. However, the teacher simply smiled and motioned for us to sit on the two empty seats near her right. Her facial expressions already gave a hint that she's a kind and nice teacher but yeah, I can't assume that much. Looks can be deceiving, they said.

                    A fresh introduction of each of us was held since almost half of the class were strangers to me. I believe that they're transferees from various schools around. When the clock hit seventy thirty, I could here someone panting as she closed the door.

                    "I-I'm sorry I'm late, may I come in?" the girl hesitantly smiled at everyone of us and I could see our teacher frown at her, "I don't like late comers, so don't do it again," she said at the girl and gestured for her to sit on the front row, second column. She had a chestnut colored straight hair with bangs and black eyes. You could say she's beautiful with her signature smile that she just recently did while waving to someone behind us that seemed to be her friend. Nevertheless, coming late was a bad start. 

                    Our teacher started to introduce herself with the name Suzette. She said that we could call her simply 'Maa'm Suzzy', which is pretty cool, I think. Well, the rest of the day was actually ordinary until I wasn't able to realize that it is already dismissal time.

                    I packed my things up and headed for the door out and strode on the hallway. I waited outside the gate for my fetcher when suddenly, something caught my gaze. A pair of smooth and alluring eyes were laid on me. I instantly felt my face going red as I arched an eyebrow at the boy standing in front of me, "M-may I help you?" I stammered while averting my gaze from him, "You're from our class, right? Section C, that is," he said, "I wonder what you're deeply thinking about because I'm actually standing right in front of you for a few minutes already,"  he chuckled softly, causing me to blush more, "I-It's nothing! I swear I was just drifting my mind to something else," I defended and hurriedly made my way through our car as I saw it instantly.  But something held me back for a while. Someone grabbed my wrist.

"See you tomorrow," his smile was enchanting that imprisoned me on its captivity. 

From what happened, I knew that this school year will never be normal. 

That guy just made me have butterflies in my stomach.