Prep School

Chapter 4

I was seething by the end of class. Like radiating anger seething.
First, I had to deal with a Beatles fanboy, now I gotta deal with a pretty boy math partner who probably doesn't even know how to add!
"Awww, c'mon Aria, it's not that bad, at least he's cute...." Gianna said.
I glared at her.
"Ooooh, does little Aria have a crushie-wushie?" She giggled.
"As if!" I laughed as I elbowed her.
"Well, come on then! We have to get to history!"
We rushed down the hall way and up the stairs, all while giggling about Zane.
"Oh look at how I flip my hair. I use Loreal, y'know, makes my beautiful hair even more so,"Gianna said, winking.
"I'd date myself if I could figure out how, but alas I cannot. Hey random girl, how about you go out with me?" I giggled, pretending to blow my bangs out of my face.
We both laughed loudly. We laughed so hard, I tripped up the stairs.
"Woah there feisty, why don't you pay attention to the stairs instead of on me," a voice said behind me.
Two hands grabbed hold of my shoulders. I shrugged them off, and whipped around.
Zane grinned up at me.
It's like he's freaking everywhere!
"C'mon Gianna, let's go," I glowered.
As we reached the top of the stairs, Gianna burst out laughing.
"You should've seen your face! You, you were all red and HAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
"Are you done? Honestly, I can't wait until you meet a guy. I shall be ruthless!"
Still laughing, we walked into the classroom and sat down.
"Welcome class! I am Mr.Thatcher and I shall be your new history teacher. You will have the opportunity to do many fun projects in this class," a friendly man said.
He was sitting on a stool, like the kind you would find at a bar, with shaggy blonde hair and beard stubble. He wore jeans with a forest green tee shirt ; overall he kinda looked like Thor.
Mr. Thatcher stood up and passed out a packet to the class.
"This packet has all the class rules and grading procedures. If you have any questions, consult the packet. If the answer is not there, you can email me or call me."
As he finished talking, some more students trickled in, and headed to their seats.
"Since you are all new faces", Mr.Thatcher began," we shall begin by having you tell us your name and some information about yourself."
My new classmates all shifted in their seats uncomfortably.
I zoned out as they introduced themselves.
The girl sitting next to me introduced herself as Sofia, who likes chocolate and chic fashion.
Then, it was my turn.
"Umm... Hi, I'm Aria Black. I, uh, like drawing and  I like music."
Gianna introduced herself, saying she liked to bake and make sweets.
After she finished, I zoned out again.
Finally, everyone had finished, and the bell rung.
"Well, students, this was a nice intro to the class, next time be prepared to actually work," Mr. Thatcher said, winking at us.
"Aria, could I talk to you for a minute," he called after me as I was leaving the classroom.
"Yes, sir."
"Tell your father I might not be able to make it to the meeting tonight".
"Ok."
"Oh and Aria?"
"Hmm?"
"Don't stress about school, ok? If you have a problem, you can talk to us."
"Ok."
I walked out and Gianna pounced.
"Why'd he want to talk to you? What was he saying?"
"He was just saying not to stress and that he wouldn't be able to meet my dad."
"Why would he say that?"
"Oh, he's my godfather."
"Wait, for real?"
"Yeah."
"Weird, but cool."
"Eh, you get used to it," I said nonchalantly.
I checked the schedule for the both of us, since we had all the same classes anyway.
"Science next! Up the hall and to the right," I told Gianna.
" Come on, vamonos, everybody lets go!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me forward.
I laughed as I followed her down the hall.