A School Run By Myths Or Lies?

Replacing her?

"It's nice to meet you." Behaka nodded slightly and stood up.
"Yes, well, I was wondering if you'd help me around the school cause I'm not sure what's going on and I'm new." She giggled slightly.
"Sure, why not?" Behaka shrugged and headed into the hallway.
"What's your next class?" She asked taking the Girl's schedule.
"Art, that's convenient cause that's my next class." Behaka smiled at Rebecca.
"That's splendid!" Rebecca chimed brushing her hand against Behaka's taking her schedule back. She had sodt delicate skin almost as priceless as fine china.
Behaka glimed at her a little confused by her forwardness and friendliness to strangers she hardly knew. "Well, this is the art room." Behaka opened the door for her to a large room with artwork displayed around the room.a
"Wow, this is beautiful." Rebecca's eyes widened looking around in awe.
"Yes, you have a love for art also?" Behaka smiled leaning on a desk looking at Rebecca.
"Yes of course! I've always had a love for the arts!" She smiled widely looking back at Behaka placing her hands on Behaka's.
"No one else seems to appreciate the art like me, but I see you do!" Behaka smiled excitedly at the girl.
"I'm so glad to haev choosen you to be my tour guide! We just clicked so perfectly!" She laughed sticking out her tounge playfully.
"Yeah! I guess you could say that." Behaka laughed shuffling her feet aimlessly.
"Well, we should try to hang out more often! Maybe some times outside of school! I mean since we have the same art class, we might work on similar art projects together." She smiled.
"That would be awesome! Just tell me when and where and I'll be there!" Behaka's eyes sparkled excitedly at her new found friend.
Saline winced at the scene and closed her eyes leaning back against the wall outside the classroom.
Behaka needed friends and Saline was well aware of that, but something about the new Rebecca girl seemed off to Saline, or was that just another feeling? Maybe jealous? Maybe hatred? All Saline knew, was that's eh hated seeing Behaka with another girl who wasn't herself.
Saline sunk her nails into her sweater as she turned walking down the hall to another one of her eyes in anger. Sh aburptly entered the class and sat down pulling out her notebook flipping to a clean page. She began doodling aimlessly on the page instead of taking notes and stopped herself. The pen that had been dragged against the paper stopped as Saline almost snapped it in half. She has drawn a picture of a poorly drawn Rebecca to the side looking at Behaka and Saline together.
"I'm not jealous, she needs someone better like Rebecca," Saline convinced herself ripping the paper from her notebook. She ripped it into shreds scrapping it into the trashcan so no one would see her drawing. She tapped her pencil on the desk the remainder of the class trying to keep her mins off Behaka, but that was what always seemed to come into her mind someway or another for no logical reason.