Alive [ Gemma Styles Fanfic ]

Chapter II - Nice To Meet You

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The school bell rings, which means my first class at Cheshire High School is about to start.

"'ve to go." Says Annie giving me a kiss on the cheek and running to the building she's going to have classes.

The moment she stepped way I felt lost, and I'm not talking in a psychologically way but as literally lost. I don't know where my classroom is, and I have no idea where it might be.

Maybe I should ask someone where it is but that means I would have to actual talk with a stranger and I'm not ready for such a stressful and awkward experience.

I enter the "B" pavilion like Annie told me to do before she ran for her class.

Annie should be a runner, even though she's short her legs are big for her body and she simply has a perfect healthy body for it.

Okay Angelina, keep focusing in finding your classroom.

I walk through the big pavilion hall trying to find a door with the number 3.17 written on it, thought I already checked this entire floor and only found 1 to 23 doors.

Oh wait maybe the first number, in this case 3, is the number of the floor. F*ck I'm getting dumber and tardy.

After climbing what looked like endless stairs, I'm finally in front of the so desired door. I should nock and ask for permission to get in but something makes me frizz has my hand reaches the door knob.

Fear.

Also known as phobia.

Phobia (form the Greek φόβος, "fear"), in ordinary language, is the fear or exaggerated disgust at situations, objects, animals, places or people.

I can pick some names from my knowledge of phobias that would fit the situation. Starting with Enochlophobia, the fear of crowds, which is closely related to Agoraphobia, the fear of/and desire to avoid situations where a person believes she may be subjected to incapacitation or humiliation. Another social phobia is Gelotophobia, the fear of being laughed at.

Then there is Scopophobia, an anxiety disorder characterized by a morbid fear of being seen or stared at by others, it can also be associated with a pathological fear of drawing attention to oneself.

To end the list of endless phobias, Neophobia could fit in. Neophobia, cainotophonia or cainophobia is the fear anything new, especially a persistent and abnormal fear. In its milder form, it can manifest as unwillingness to try new things or break from routine. Mild manifestations are often present in young children (who want the small portion of the world that they "know" to remain constant) and elderly people (who often cope using long established habitsand don't want to learn "new tricks"). -For all that we know Peter Pan could have this phobia. Wait no. His is Gerontophobia, fear of growing old or of old people.- But Neophobia could also be fear of losing what one has.

I'm scared of what might be inside of this door. What if the teacher is going to make me pay for being late by embarrassing me in front of the entire class?

I'm not ready to face all my new classmates and definitely not ready to face a whole new level of shame. But for my school life safety a small blonde girl opened the door from the inside. Smiling she departs for me to enter and gets out of the room.

The moment the girl left I could feel all eyes on me, making my body shrink.

"Hello?" The old man at the front of the room greets in a question way trying to make me talk.

"I-I I'm sorry fo-for bein' late. I did n-not know where the... the class classroom was..." I stutter blinking my eyes a lot.

"You're one of the new pupils yeh?" He asks already knowing the answer.