We walked into the science classroom, which was covered in posters about cells, scientific processes, and the periodic table.
There were rows of long, black tables with seats for two.
Gianna rushed to a table near the front of room. I followed her to our new seats.
As we sat down, I could feel something brushing past my shoulder.
I turned around, but nothing was there.
I felt someone's breath near my ear.
Reflexes kicked in; I grabbed the nearest thing to me: someone's hand.
"Good grip, Aria. You should try out for some sport teams."
Ugh....
"Hey Zane...." I pushed his hand away.
"Funny, isn't it? How we have practically all the same classes?"
"Haha, very funny. Can you leave now?"
"What? You don't like my company?" He grinned at me. I glared at him. He smirks.
"Ok, ok. I get it. See ya around."
"How about not?" I muttered under my breath.
"I heard that!" he said, laughing.
Next to me I could hear Gianna giggling. There were practically tears in her eyes.
"C'mon now. Are you done now?"
"Yeah.... NO!" she said, still giggling.
I shook my head, slightly smiling.
A girl with short, light brown hair walked into the classroom and sits in the seat behind me.
"Hey, do you know where the teacher is?" she asks me.
"Nah. And they tell us students to make sure we get to class on time!", I reply.
She laughs. "You're Aria, right? From Mr.Thatcher's class?"
"Yeah. Sofia, right?".
"Yep."
"Hey Gianna, say hi to Sofia", I nudge Gianna in the arm.
They start up a conversation about some brand, Michelle Cortz.
"OMIGOD!" I hear Sofia squeal suddenly.
"What?" Gianna and I say.
"Is that who I think it is?!" She squeals, pointing to the back of the classroom where a group of guys are sitting.
"Who?", I say craning my neck to see who she's talking about.
"Are you serious?" Gianna says after she sees who it is.
"Who's she talking about?" I ask.
"You'll never guess!"
"I know! That's why I'm asking!"
"Zane!"
"What?"
"She's talking about Zane!" Gianna giggles.
"No way!" I laugh.
"There's nothing wrong with him! He's hot and he's popular and he's funny and I would give ANYTHING for him to talk to me!" Sofia says indignantly.
Gianna and I burst out laughing. Sofia looks at us like we're crazy.
"It's just that, it's just Aria would give anything for Zane to STOP talking to her!" Gianna says, practically choking on her laughter.
"HE TALKS TO YOU?!?!? YOU'RE SO LUCKY!!!!".
Me and Gianna look at each other and howl with laughter. By the time we're done, there are tears streaming down our faces and we're out of breath.
Just as we settle down, a woman with hair the color of a root-beer float walks in.
"Sorry for the delay class. I am Mrs. Bernini. I had to take care of some issues as the department chair of science. It is a very important job you know; only for those clever, and tough enough to handle the stress. And those with superb leadership skills," she says beaming.
"Apparently, it's for people with a big ego, too,"Gianna whispers.
Sofia and I giggle. "Perfect job for Zane in that case," I whisper back.
"Hey! I do not appreciate this sarcasm! He IS my future husband you know," Sofia whispers angrily.
One look at each other, and me and Gianna are cracking up.
"Now class, let's set up some ground rules, for this is a place for scholars such as myself. Firstly, no chewing gum or eating food in this class. This is not a cafeteria...." Mrs. Bernini drones on.
She goes over the grading procedures and I can feel myself zoning out again.
By the end of class, we have discussed everything from how "amazing" Mrs. Bernini to how we can become more like her.
Honestly, how does her head fit through her door? I think as I leave the room.
Gianna stretches as we walk down the hall.
"What's next?,"she asks.
"Art. Room 223, right here!"
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Prep School
Fantasy15 year old Aria is not your ordinary teenage girl. She's not exactly normal but she doesn't stick out either. She has powers. Powers that mortals like you and me can't handle. When she moves to a new school, she has to learn how to control her powe...
