𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖓 [emina jović konietsk]

2

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the quietness is loud, the only thing breaking the silence is papers moving between my fingers each minute. i cant focus, i forgot what i just read.

who was that guy? why was he all alone at this side of the school? why didnt he talk like everybody else seems to be doing? too many questions. i glance back at the place i accidentally ran into him, of course he isnt there anymore. how rude of me. he seemed familiar in some way, cant tell. like ive seen him before, but not. im probably just being paranoid, ill forget it.

"oh well, look whos enjoying their time in the library all alone" i hear someone say with some irony. i quickly turn around, kinda scared me. its the boys from the first class, dressed in the same style but doesnt look the same. looks like soccer players. i just stare at them, how rude of them. their giggling about something. they take the initiative to all sit down at my table.
"of all seats in this gigantic library, did you really have to sit here?" i say arrogant while keep reading my book. one of the boys let out a dominant grin. his white teeth show up, he has this vampire smile really. his thick hair is messy over his head, something between blonde and brown.
"heard you were talking to williams earlier, is that right?" he says and raises his eyebrows, not really caring about my question. my eyes are still pointed at the words spread all over the pages of my book. i ignore his stupid question, pretending to be reading.
"youre just making it difficult for yourself sweetie" he says ironically with a sarcastic smile.
"literally, do i know you?" i exclaim and look straight into his eyes. they are green, yeah just green. nothing special at all. he doesnt answer.
"yeah thats what i thought, dont fucking talk to me like if you knew me" i say as i grab my books, ready to leave. 
"sorry" one of his friends smiles as he gets in my way, his big body covering up all my possible ways to get out of here. its not that much space between the bookshelves.
"yeah i was talking to williams, got a problem?" i say with my chin properly lifted up as i turn around to face all the three of them sitting there, waiting for me to talk. the guy with the green eyes in the middle, and his friends at each side. one of them has a buzzcut, he has this russian look. dressed with grey sweatpants, a dark green hoodie with a pair of jordans in black and white. the other dude has his black hair split up in two. looking like the half of the planets other boys with his black jeans and a white t-shirt.

"youre supposed to be with reggie" the guy behind me whispers. i turn around to face his masculine face, he definitely goes to the gym like every day. his white linen clearly shows of his muscular shoulders and collarbones. his upper body making his waist look pretty tiny with those baggy sweatpants. 
"excuse me? i literally came here today" i exclaim annoyingly surprised.
"how much do i care? hmm, not that much" reggie says, slightly smiling as he stands up. making my body fill up with anxiety, my hands are shaking. i hide them in the long sleeves of my shirt and place my arms in a cross over my anxious chest.
"max williams is a loner, hes fucked up. dont waist your time with him, he will drag down your judgement. you dont want that dont you, emina?" he says, leaning against the bookshelf to my right.
"or maybe ill drag his awful judgement up, what about that reggie?" i say as i raise my eyebrows. he takes a step closer to me, making me literally panicking inside. his perfume comes as a wave all over me, smells just like he looks. not my kind. he raises his eyebrows, like if what I said was impressing. how foolish of him, thinking that he could come up to me like this with his toxic friends and make decisions for me. 

"every girl falls for me, don't act like you won't" he says and proudly smirks, a little bit too confident in my opinion. I tried too hard not to let out the laugh that was fighting for its life inside of me.

"oh yeah?" i grin, trying not to laugh. staring him out, his looks are definitely not suiting the way he talks.

"mhm" he mumbles as he crosses his arms over his chest, probably hiding that hes getting insecure. I can't believe this.

"you think that I'm going to fall for you?" I mock, sounding like I've just heard the most unbelievable thing ever. he goes entirely quiet, staring down at his shoes, probably brand new since its first day of a new school year, shoes.

"let her go" a guy behind the one behind me says, dark lower voice. the guy behind me quickly turns around, like if hes ready to start a fight if the need shows up. its like the confidence in all of them just disappears as they face the guy standing over there. I turn around to meet this dangerous guy that's gotten all of these macho dudes so silent.

wasn't really the person I expected it to be.

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the thoughts is fighting inside of my head, couldn't care less about what this teacher is teaching us about. some medicines I already know everything about, thanks to my curiousness.

"your new right?" the girl sitting at the desk next to me whispers, not really wanting the teacher to know about what she's doing. her blonde hair is curled up and her blue eyes are surrounded by a thick layer of mascara, definitely more than needed in my eyes. it looks quite pretty though. her lips are glossy with a slight hint of rosé. nails are painted perfectly white and her fingers are beautifully dressed up with a lot of rings in shining silver. she's wearing a leather jacket, covering up her shoulders considering it looks like she's wearing a linen that goes down over the edge of her low-waisted jeans. 

"yeah" I answer with a slight smile. her dressing looks very nice, just in my taste. that old type of dressing, like in the 80s.

"nice to meet you, my name is clarice. clarice ackerlay" she says and smiles, showing up her perfectly white teeth.

"pleasures mine, im emina" I whisper back to her. by the way the talks and her looks, i think that she seems pretty nice, not like those other girls that were giving me dirty looks.

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"so for how long have you been around?" clarice asks with a cute smile, showing of her shiny personality.
"oh i dont know actually, a very long time. moved here from eastern europe five years ago" i say, walking through the hallways with her. watching people walk past us, getting eye contact with some of them.
"thats so cool" she says.

"oh look thats reggie and the boys" theyre standing over there laughing and talking.
"huh? something special about them?" i ask curiously. my eyes narrows as my eyes meet the russian boy's.
"are you serious? theyre all super hot, especially reggie! but theyre jerks.." she whispers, giving them judgy looks. yeah, agreed on the last sentence.

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