I watch my figure in the mirror while I finish to fix my hair. A pair of jeans and a dark green sweater is a good first day outfit, I guess. With greater slowness possible I grab my bag and my black coat. I leave it on the couch on my way to the kitchen and start preparing my breakfast.
I was almost finishing eating when Louis walks in the kitchen in zombie mode, one eye more closed then the other and shuffling while he whispers random words.
-Put the dishes in the dishwasher when you finish. And try to wake up, you're looking like a zombie. – I leave the kitchen and climb the stairs in direction to the bathroom I share with my brother.
I take a deep breath before knocking. I'm late to my first class, the conversation with the principal took longer than I expected. A voice from the side the door told me to go in.
- I imagine you are the new student, right? – I nod my head and the middle age lady looks at some pappers. – Camilla Tomlinson. Well, welcome to the school Ms. Tomlinson. I'm your literature teacher, Mrs. Anderson. You can take the sit next to Ms Peters.
I walk to the sit Mrs Anderson suggested to the class can continue.
- Hi, I'm Emmaline, but you can call me Emma. If you want I can give you the tour after the class. – The blonde girl sitting next to me offers with a kind smile.
- Camilla. I loved to, thanks. – I say with a kind smile too. The both of us look ahead paying attention to Mrs Anderson but something caught my eye. A blonde boy a few chairs away, he looks back very once in a while and it starts to bodering me. Was this I didn't want to happen, people looking at me like I have two heads. Trying to ignore the boy who keeps looking at me I look to the board and keep like that until the end of the class.
When the bell rings everyone gets up and leave the room. I just follow Emma for the halls while she gives me some instrutions about the school.
- Can I ask you a question? – Emma nods her head stoping in front of her locker. – Who is that blonde guy who was sitting in front of us?
- Blonde guy? That must be Niall, why?
- Nothing. I just notice he spend the class looking at me.
- Don't worry. Niall is harmless. – Emma laughs and take me to my locker. – Next class is Maths with Mr Stevens. He's a bit grumpy but he's a nice person.
The bell rings again and we go to the room where is going to be the class. When we walk into the room Emma takes a sit next to a bronette girl and I have to sit in the only free chair. Next to Niall.
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- Andy B xx
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Reach For The Sky (N.H) |English| Book 1
FanfictionA secret, A new start, A love resistant to any storm Camilla just moved to Mullingar with her mother and twin brother. The three of them ran away from Doncaster, from their worst nightmares and hope to start a new life in the small irish town. What...