Flames that Never Dies!!!

Chapter 7

 Cordina’s P.O.V.

The sun shined bright through my window. I rolled over, but it was short lived when my mother rolled in and opened the blinds to my window. The bright light hit my eyes and I grabbed my blanket. I pulled it over my head, but it was short lived when she pulled it off of me. 

“Get up, you don’t want to be late for your first day of school.” 

“I don’t want to get up.”

“Get up now or else I will pour cold water on you.”

“Im up..” I whined.

I started getting dressed for school, really not wanting to go. I unwillingly had my breakfast and mum dropped me at school. I got off from the car and stood in front of the building. It was huge just like the one in Germany. I went inside the building, not knowing where to go. 

I mean honestly, it was like a puzzle, with so many identical classrooms. How can a fresher like me go to her classroom?. So instead of looking for my classroom, I started looking for a school management room. 

I finally found it, who the hell keeps the management room the same like a classroom? I entered the room and found a man sitting at a desk. I went towards him to ask the directions of my classroom.

“Hello, excuse me.” I said, trying to get his attention from the book he’s reading to me.

He closed his book and looked at me.

“Yes.” He said with a deep voice. 

He really looked scary.

“Sir, can you give me the directions of class 11?”

“Oh, so you’re the new student?” He said with a smile.

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m  the class teacher of the class you’re looking for. Follow me, I’ll take you to the class.” He said, while standing up and taking the book he closed earlier.

I simply nodded my head in agreement. I was following him and we were on our way to the classroom. Then the teacher spoke.

“So, your name’s Cordina right? If I remember it correctly.”

“Yes, sir”.

“Okkay.”

He stopped in front of a classroom. He opened the door only to find students shouting and screaming. Will all the classrooms, the same in this school? I made a confused and whimsical face. The teacher must've seen the expression on my face.

“The students of this class are a bit hyperactive, don’t mind them.” He said with a small smile.

We both entered the classroom and the students who were standing on the floor and sitting on desks, went back to their places, and the whole class went silent more than a library.

They do fear their class teacher. The teacher went to his position and I stood beside him.

“Students, we have a new member here, her name’s Cordina. Hope you all welcome her good.”

Wait, what does he mean by the last sentence? I should ask mum to change the school. Is this class or the whole school have pupils like this? It looks like the school of abnormal kids. I was finding excuses to tell mum to change school when the teacher suddenly spoke.

“Cordina, I’ll allot a seat and you shouldn't change your place for the whole year. Understood?”

I simply nodded my head in agreement.