I could feel her green eyes on me , watching my reaction to the appearance of the school. It didn't look rich , which surprised me because my mom was one for money. I sighed , getting out , knowing she's still watching me I rolled my eyes. Good.
That'll get her off my for the day. "Okay bye then" she screamed out the window as I tried walking away , ignoring her. I don't normally ignore my mother. But the first day of high school , In a new one as well, is irritating and I am trying to ease off the bullying for today.
I walk through the big double doors that have welcome painted on them and I head for the principals office. Shit. I don't know anyone here and as I turn to go to the right which I have been informed in the text message my mum got regarding my first day and the directions , I see a lady , in a black suit with a wine red blouse underneath.
The black blazer sat perfectly on her waist , giving the illusion of an hourglass. "You must be Peyton Wilmer," she says politely , and I try , really try to smile and give her a nod. "Welcome , come into my office , I'll give you a map and a timetable."
She puts a hand on my back , guiding me into her office as She continues and laughs it off at the word "map" yet when she realises I just leave out a chuckle she goes on , "now , I hope you enjoy this school year , what are transitioning into? Freshman?" She raises a brow at me . I nod. "Okay so freshman , you seem like a quiet person so I hope you won't stay quiet in classes , we like our students participating." She winks.
If she only knew how "quiet" I can be. The principal pulls out a white piece of paper and sets it on her office along with a map of the corridors. And I grab it. She seems nice though , I must say. "Will I be provoked? Because I don't like to be played with." I say and immediately, judging by her smile fading, she realises I'm not so 'quiet'.
"Please don't cause any trouble, ms Wilmer" she begs and I laugh it off as a joke. So far so well. "Excuse me , ms ...:?" I trail off , king of indicating her to tell me her name. "Oh right. I'm sorry , I'm ms whites." Right.
I go to get up and nod at her , "I won't cause any trouble as long as I'm not provoked , ms whites," I say putting my hand on her brown , vintage door handle and opening her office door.
I step out into the cold corridor and the bell rings , letting us all know it's time for second period. I pull out the map again and run my eyes through it. Looking at the timetable I have English with ms Justice ? Americans and their white names. I roll my eyes and head for the class.
YOU ARE READING
Blessing in disguise
RomanceShe felt bad for him. Pity. Ashamed of her past Ache for what she'd done to him. And most of all she'd not been forgiving herself for it, a hard past for the both of them. And him? He tortured himself with images of them two toge...