SKYFALL

Chapter 3: Good luck new kid.

(Robbie's P.O.V)

New schools, new teachers, new friends, and new people to sit with at lunch. The way my mom says it just makes me believe that everything will be fine that I will love my new school and friends and all the crap that comes with it.

When in reality I know that I will hate my new school! Unless for the first few days. All the attention will be on the ‘New Kid, everybody will want to know his story “Where’s he from?” “Why is he here?” What’s his new reputation?”

And  with one stare the rest of my High School years will be decided by people that don't know me, people that have never spoke to me in my life!. What right did they have to tell me what I am and where to sit? but it’s high school and it sucks.

Riiiiing. The bell snap me out of my thoughts as I sat here in the bench that nobody seemed to occupied by the looks of it, it wasn't a "cool enough spot" to sit at. As everybody pass by giving me strange looks, some whisper to each other as if I wasn't there, as if I couldn’t hear what they were saying.

Is strange how the world can be fill with millions and millions of people but somehow you can still feel lonely. I sat there and waited for everyone to get inside; I waited to get my thoughts back into track. As I sat there I notice a group of people who seem to be waiting on everyone to go inside too, there was about eight of them and all had a purple bandanna around there right wrist, they all had the,             “Don’t mess with us or we’ll kick your ass" type of look. Everyone around seem to be keeping their distance from them. They all had piercing eyes, the type of eyes that could see right through your soul and read every thought you ever had. They all stuck together like a family but even from where I stood I could see hateful glares from some of them to each other. Like the girl whose face reminded me of pretty porcelain doll, with the pretty round eyes and light rosy cheeks, with perfectly pink lips and long wavy hair. She was glaring daggers to the guy who had his hands behind his neck, his golden hair was reflected by the sun making it look almost golden, his big bulky figure made him look older than the rest, his feet were on the bench and his sunglasses covered his eyes making him oblivious to her daggers.   He had a cocky smirk plaster on his face, but at the same time he looked almost bored, and then there was the girl with combo boots and leather jacket, eyes as green as emerald who had her fixed stare on the pretty girl with the porcelain doll face. Something about her glares seemed to glow with jealousy. All the rest of them seemed to be used to that behavior and just sat around talking.

They finally got up and all walked in unison. I forgot that I was still staring and the one guy with shades caught my wondering eyes, he lowered his shades and gazed at me, his blue eyes reminding me of ice; cold and brutal. The pretty porcelain doll pulled on his arm to get his attention; I couldn't be more relieved I didn’t want an enemy on my first day here. I watched the pretty porcelain doll talk to the guy, a frown in between her brows, making her look adorable. At the same time the wind blew and pieces of her golden brown hair flowed around her face almost caressing her. The guy with shades reaches out and tucks a strand of her brown hair behind her ear and caresses her face, but she flinches and he drops his hand. He puts his shades on once again then he puts an arm around the pretty porcelain doll and starts to walk away, with everyone on his tail. Everyone but one, the pretty one with the emerald eyes. She turns her head to the side as she puts her hands inside her leather jacket, a deadly smile on her face. I’m about to smile back when I hear the guy with shades shout out.

“Anna! Are you coming or not?!”

I break eye contact with emerald eyes to look at the group, who had stopped and stood close together as if protecting one another. My eyes landed on the pretty porcelain doll and her eyes took my breath away, they were an unbelievable sea blue color. She offered me a small smile but was gone in an instant making me ask myself if it even was there in the first place.