The Prophet § Beginning of the Future

Chapter 1/A Normal School Day of Two Fangirls

" Isabelle's POV"

When I heard the door of the classroom open in the middle of the lesson I knew it was my bestfriend who came.So I didn't even bother to raise my head from my quote book/notebook/fandom diary(you know what I mean.Everyone has one of those)instead I finished the quote I was writing.

When I finally did look at my bestfriend she was slowly making her way to the teachers desk.Great,I didn't miss the good part.

Our religious studies teacher ,a thin man in his late forties ,gave a disapproving glance to Laura.

"Detention"He simply said.If it was anyone else they would've went back to their seats while silently cursing the teacher.But not my bestfriend.She suddenly got a very big and innocent looking smile on her face.I knew that smile was anything but innocent.

"But Mr Sanders sir,I have a very good excuse"by now everyone was listening to their conversation.Laura's morning excuses was our morning fun"you see this morning when I woke up I fell down my bed and hit my head on my nightstand.My bestfriend always falls out of her bed and now I know how she feels.It sucks.Don't worry there's nothing wrong but of course my mom got really worried.She honestly thought I had a concussion.I obviously didn't.My head hurt really bad though.Do you know how hard nightstands are?Of course you don't.I mean how could a sophisticated man like you hit his head on a nightstand?Well,where was I?Oh..."

"Okay Miss Sinclair,we get the point.Please take your seat."the teacher sounded so done with Laura I almost laughed out loud.Laura's innocent looking smile turned into a triumphed grin.

Well,that's Laura's trick.Everytime she comes late to school(which is practically everyday)she came up with another excuse.Each one crazier than the other.One time when she told a particularly crazy excuse, our English teacher called her mom right in front of the class to humiliate her but she didn't know that Laura's mum was actually in on the plan too.So the teacher ended up being humiliated after all.It was another battle won in the everlasting war between students and teachers.

When she sat down on her usual seat next to mine I quickly scanned her outfit.Mini skirt,dark blouse,matcing shoes and socks,lots of accessories.She wasn't wearing a jacket which would've been weird for anyone else then Laura considering it was early March and the weather was really chilly.But she was the warmest person I had ever met.Not characteristically , God no.Physically.It worked well for me though.I was nearly always cold.We made the perfect pair.

"Do you have a hair clippers?"she asked pulling her green highlighted hair up.

Even though she had just ran 5 set of stairs her hair looked as un-messy as always.Funny story actually we found out Laura's hair just couldn't get messy in a school presentation in 7th grade.

The horror stories we had written as
a project had been chosen to be read on stage.My story was about werewolves and everyone died at the end.Her story was about ghouls and she ended up decapitating two ghouls with a chainsaw.It was a pretty good description of our personalities.Long story short we decided to do some makeup to look scary.Laura made her lips look like she had bitten someone and put black paint under her eyes.We tried to draw scratch marks on my arms and neck..At the end I looked like an Indian zombie who had just gotten out of war and she looked like a homicidal deranged woman who had a very terrifying breakup.So we tried to make ourselves look scarier buy messing our hair.Laura had no luck.I however managed to look scary.Very scary.

"Did you have to mention me in your speech?"I asked Laura.She knew I hated people's attention on me.

"I didn't really have the time to perfect the excuse this time.I just said whatever came to my mind.I mean It was either that our I was going to rant about how I stayed up all night reading gay fanfiction."she explained while looking around in my bag for a hair clipper.That was the kind of friendship we had.We didn't actually ask before taking eachothers stuff.I sometimes did.But only because I was the nice one.

"Do you think we have any chance of winning this Science Fair thingie?"I changed the subject.

Every year our school had a Science Fair and this year was no different.We normally weren't going to participate but we were forced to by our devil of a science teacher.Literally forced to.

So we didn't actually do the project until the last day.We met up once but instead of doing a project we watched Winter Soldier and cried at every scene Bucky was in.We also thought of ways to kill her without getting caught.That's how we ended up calling ourselves the Winter Students.

We did the whole project in the last 2 and I personally cursed everything there was to curse about science and projects while doing it so I really didn't think we stood a chance.

"I don't know"Laura replied.My head snapped top her direction.To anyone else this would sound like she really didn't know.But not to me.Laura didn't not know things.She always knew things even if she didn't actually know.So if she says that she doesn't know it definitely means she knows.

And after seeing the small smirk she gave me.I knew.I could just see it written all over her face.We had actually won.

I saved my happinnes for the breaktime.So the moment bell rang I started screaming.No one paid mind to it.I screamed more than often at school.

"Why are you screaming?"Our project partner Bethany came up to us.

"We won,we won,we won..."We started screaming together.That is until Laura hissed at us to shut up.

"You're not supposed to know that you idiots keep it down."

"Well did we come 1st 2nd or 3rd place?"Bethany whispered.

"I don't know.I just know that Jennifer teacher (the science teacher that could put devil to shame )called my mom yesterday and told her we won something."she explained

"We won,we won,we won"if we couldn't shout it out we were going to whisper it out.

Laura facepalmed.