Mafia's Cards

Chapter 2

I told the driver to stop a few blocks away from school, but he insisted and parked right in front of it.
Obviously, the whole school looked at me as if I was a ghost when I got out the limo. Their eyes penetrated me. John had opened the door for me and I refused to make any eye contact with anyone that looked my way. I pulled my hoodie over my dark medium hair, which only revealed the blue dip dyed ends .
"Thank you, and please don't do this again. Parking right in front of the school thing." I whispered to John.
"Certainly miss."Was his reply. As if he will do that. John was told to drop me of in front of the school, so that's what he'll do.
As I walked towards the building, eyes stuck to me from every corner of the front part of the building. Groups of guys and girls that leaned on the stair rails, each turned their head one by one as I passed them. Whispers started to form and it made me anxious. I rushed up the stairs and entered hell, aka, High School. This was it.

Inside was packed. Students rushed to lessons. Teachers trying to find their way out of crowds. Groups of girls strutting their walk that made guys look like wolves. Pupils of the school council stamping and spreading leaflets about "First day of High School" for the first years. To my surprise, a ginger haired guy handed me on and moved on. The piece of paper was properly designed with lots of info that I thought, I'll look at it later. I looked up again to study the main hall. 3rd year jocks had made their way down the stairs. Everyone turned to them as if celebrities walking down the red carpet. One skinny, slouching guy was walking up the stairs when one of the jocks shoved his shoulder. The folder that he was caring had dropped down the stairs. Everyone ,or at least I thought, laughed. This was bullying, and I didn't want to experience this again in high school. After the jocks made their way to the right side of the main hall, everyone else either followed them or went back to their daily duties.

I walked over to help the skinny dude. Papers and piles of papers scattered round the stairs. I collected the ones further down the stairs when he noticed.
"Oh! No! Don't !" He said in worry. "You really shouldn't be helping me."
"Nah, it's alright. I mean, it's not like you bite, right? " I jokingly answered.
"Fortunately." He laughed whilst gathering the final parts of his folder.
As I handed my pile over to him, he retrieved it into the case and said a politely, "thank you....err?"
"Oh, names Luna and no problem."
"Well nice to meet up you Luna," he had said my name with a bit of strangeness, " I'm Will, short for Williams." Will gestured his hand out for a hand shake.
"Same goes for me" I shook his firm hand and found it strange for a weak-looking guy to have a strong grip. His dark drown hair almost shaded his grey eyes. It was such a light shade, one could've mistook it for white contacts. Will's pale oval face complimented his sharp pointed nose and pink lips. His stance was fairly awkward, as if backing away.
After returning back to reality, I stopped shaking hands and thought about my next class.
"Oh um, do you perhaps now where Mr Nailees class for biology is?" I asked trying to remember my timetable correctly.
"Mr Nailees?" He thought for a moment. "Ohhhh you mean Mr Naylees! Yeah I now where it is. I also have him for biology I'll take you there."
I sighed in relief. "That's great!" This was probably the only relaxing moment I had so far. But that peacefulness was broken when we arrived in front of the class.
I studied the large, spacious room. All kinds of pupils were there. Some with friends, some alone, some nerds, geeks, some gossip spreaders, trend setters, cheerleaders, singer practicing their vocals , goody two shoes and some quiet, still people.
Someone in the front table made eye contact with me. My day had turned worse.
He was in my class.

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