Being Me

Wannabe rulers, and lazy wizard Jocks

It turns out that animal biology is on the bottom left corner of the grounds, while the cafeteria is on the top right corner... Ugh.
When I finally arrive, I realise that the seating arrangement is exactly how the movies show. You have the 'Populars' at one table, 'card game geeks' at another, 'rejects' at another, so forth and so on. The only difference is, I can go outside to eat, where no one can bother me.... I hope.
You can imagine my surprise when I saw the girl I had bumped into this morning sitting at the popular table. When she saw me she walked over to where I was standing in line patiently waiting for my food.
"With those clothes, I'm surprised Mommy and Daddy didn't pack poor little Heather a paper lunch bag, because school lunches are whole $2.50!" She said with mock shock. The comment about my mother felt like a swift kick to the gut, but I tried not to show my hurt.
"Go away," I said simply. This took a couple seconds to seep in.
"Make me," she whispered, at this point the entire cafeteria was watching, well except for the workers. I pretended to inspect my nails.
"Nah, I don't feel like getting in trouble on the first day of school for starting a fight, but if you take the first swing there will be witnesses," I said trying my best to sound bored. It seemed to work, she growled, and lunged at me, but Dad taught me what to do in situations such as this.
I duck and therefore she falls over. I hear a couple of Snickers from the crowd.
The line moves forward.
She swings a punch at my stomach, I catch her fist and grin.
"Don't you know that it ruins someone's appetite if they get hit in the stomach," I gasp with mock disappointment "That's not nice." More laughter from the crowd
The line moves forward again.
She does not look happy.
"YOU LITTLE B***H," she screams lunging at me again, fists at the ready. The crowd gasps, she closes her eyes, which was her mistake.
The line moved toward again.
Just as she was nearing me, I took a step forward, and once again, she crashes.
I sigh "Are you OK?" I ask her, holding my hand out to her, just in case she needs help up. She looked at me as if I was the worst thing that had ever happened to mankind.
"I don't want to ever see your face again," she spat. I rose my hands.
"As you wish,"
The line moved forward, and it was my turn to order.
"ROGER," she screamed as discussion started back up again. Some one, most likely Roger, shouted
"I'm not your slave, Minerva," as he passed me on his way to throw away his tray, my eyes zeroed in on it. It was floating a half a centimeter above his fingertips, I forced it back on his hand, and moved on, lazy teenage wizard, if only his name was Harry. I hope he crashes into a murderous tree, and survives of course, I'm not evil. On his way back to his table he winked at me and I scowled back at him.

AUTHOR'S NOTE
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I'm really sorry for the late update, I was locked out of the writing section of Wattpad, not that anyone actually cares.....
This is usually where the author encourages his\her readers to vote and comment, but I have no readers, so I'm basically talking to myself.......
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