Olive Green [GxG]

CHAPTER 4

WALKING THROUGH THE familiar yet unfamiliar school hallway again after the weekend, I looked around. School was almost over, just a lunch break, and then afternoon classes were upcoming.

  "Uhm, hi," I heard a girl's voice beside me. I turned my face to her and saw the girl with a book from Friday.

  "Hi?"

  "I realised you were new here and I wanted to ask if you're interested in the literature club. I'm Amani, by the way."

  Looking at her with raised brows as I stopped walking, I thought about what she had just said. Did I look like a bookaholic? I had books at home, I read sometimes, but I didn't know I looked like one of those who had their nose in them all the time.

  "I'm Sidney... but I—uh, I dunno..."

  "Think about it," she smiled at me before walking off in the direction of the canteen. I could be sure that I would be able to find her probably by the same table as on Friday, with a book in her hands.

  Sighing over the maybe friend request I just got, I shook my head. Literature club? That sounded like something very serious, classic, quiet, and did I say classic? That was something that made me not want to participate in it. I read fantasy books and similar things, but Jane Austen and other classic writers didn't sound like fun to me. Maybe Poe or Wilde, and that was about it.

  I went back to walking, also heading to the canteen. I could be sure, from the number of my schoolmates that kept on reducing, there wouldn't be many places for me to sit. And definitely no table where I could sit alone.

  As I went past another class door, I heard someone clearing their throat. And so, I turned in my place to see if it was for me or someone else, hoping for the latter. Unfortunately, when I saw the person's face, I knew that I wanted to vanish at the spot. It was the cleaning girl from the restaurant.

  "You've gotta be kiddin' me."

  "Can we talk?" she asked. Although it sounded more like a demand.

  Rolling my eyes, I followed her into the empty classroom. This didn't really feel like a good thing to do. However, I was already there. All I had to do was to hear her out, and then I could go and have my lunch. In peace.

  "So?" I asked as I crossed the threshold.

  "Close the door," she demanded again, sounding as if she was some kind of queen or something. So instead of listening, I only raised my eyebrows. "Please."

  This time, I did as she asked, narrowing my eyes at her afterwards. Waiting for her to speak, I crossed my arms over my chest. She definitely took her time before speaking as the silence became quite loud for a moment.

  "If you tell anyone you saw me, I'll make your life hell," she stated while looking like she wanted to explode. Was it even possible? Just like that? Probably not.

  "I don't know what you're talkin' 'bout," I shook my head. However, I knew. Well, if she meant her job at that restaurant.

  Was she embarrassed about having a part-time job? That would be pretty stupid.

  The dirty blonde girl sighed as she made a few steps towards me while crossing her arms over her chest, "You know what I'm talkin' 'bout."

  I also took a few steps towards her. Now, we were just about only a few inches away from each other, staring into each other's eyes. Hers were so green but also not. Not like the green ones gingers have.

  "I have no idea what you're sayin'," I said, tilting my head to the side. "Or... you mean you scrubbing the floors instead of shoppin' with your friends?"