The next day Yuna woke up at 5 in the morning. She didn't even needed the clock today because she was that nervous and scared of school that she woke up by herself.
"Good morning my lovely class. We have two new students here and please be nice to them and welcome the new girls." The teacher showed at Yuna and a girl who wore a hijab and lightly wears some makeup. She is a little bit smaller than Yuna but had more weight on her bones. But not too much, she was still looking healthy and gorgeous. Why are they actually wearing hijabs? Their hair must be so pretty! Yuna looked at the new girl and smiled. "That's Yuna" the woman showed at her "and this is Nyla." Everyone was looking now at the beautiful woren girl. The magenta colored dress she wore, was getting to the floor, she was also wearing shoes perfectly fitting to her long sleeved dress. Yuna felt kind of ugly next to her because she was just wearing a normal pair of jeans and a crop top in green with red flowers on it. It doesn't looks like an old styled one, but like one for teenagers. Her shoes didn't even match to her outfit because she grabbed the first pair of shoes she was seeing.
"So this is your new class and I'm Mrs. Lorento" the teacher introduced herself and the class got kind of loud.
"Everyone of you can ask them every question later after the lesson, we now have to start with biology" Mrs. Lorento tried to calm down the class and told the girls to sit down everywhere they want to. There was just one empty desk so both of them just sat down there. Yuna was feeling watched by everyone out of the class the whole time, she tried to push away this feeling and wanted to concentrate on the teacher but it didn't work.The first break was the hardest Yuna ever had. She didn't know what to do and no one was wanting to talk to her. I'll never find friends here if it keeps going like that. She got a little sad. Suddenly the other new girl spoke to her: "Hey." "Hi, Nyla?" Yuna was scared she said the wrong name. "You're also new here, right? Did you repeat the class or did you come new to this place?" Nyla asked her and smiled like she tried to act normal but it was visible that it was hard for her to talk to Yuna. "Yes, I moved away from my home town because of my parents. My mother found a new job here as a lawyer. What about you? Where did you come from?" Yuna answered her question and asked her one too. "I'm from Arabia. We unfortunately had to move away, my mother and I. Something happened and we had to leave the town." "Am I allowed to ask what happened that you had to leave the town or is it too early to ask that?" Yuna got a little curious about the situation which much have happened. "I would want to tell you but I didn't even cope with that by myself. I'm sorry." Nyla looked sad and that was kind of hurting Yuna's soul. "Oh, don't say sorry. I actually have to be sorry, that I even asked you that. But another question: How do you think is the class right now? I know, you aren't here for that long to say something about that but what's your first impression about them?" Yuna was trying to bring up another topic to distract her from the bad mood. "I'm not sure what to say. They actually seem nice but who knows what happens if we really know them. But you seemed to be the nicest one, because you're also new." She smiled and got a little red around her nose.
After school her father collected her and drove to an ice cream store. "Which variety will you choose, dad?" Yuna asked because she wasn't sure what she'll take. "Probably chocolate and vanilla taste, like always" her father answered and opened the door to the store. She went in and her father followed her "Thanks."
The ice cream was delicious, she wasn't expecting it to be even better than in Japan. Since she was small she thought that just the ice cream in Japan is the most delicious one, but this one! It was unbelievable!As they got home again the first time Yuna did was getting into to her bed and she fell asleep right away.
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The Angel
Historia CortaYuna and Nyla, two best friends forever, as they thought. They were two people with just one soul. Forever, they said. Yuna, the Japanese girl moved to Oxford and met Nyla, the Arabic girl, at her new school. They got to know each other better and b...