Chapter 8

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Chapter eight

As I lay in bed on Monday morning thinking over the past days events I realized a lot had happened in the small time I had been in London. I had only been her two weeks and already in my first week of school I had made one friend and three possibles haha who was I kidding sacha, Ashleigh and Taylor were hardly friends what had they done for me besides tell me the latest gossip on who's going out with who and stuff I couldn't care less about. What was I going to do about them... I couldn't just never talk to them again they would wonder why. well wouldn't they? Who know's with those girls you can never tell whats coming with them. Which is exactly what I should have expected as I walked to school that day. 

As I walked through the school gates for only the third time since I moved I didn't know what to expect. Would people rush up to me to see if i'm ok? Would I get weird stares and people constantly whispering to their friends "Isn't that the girl who was in the coma?" or will people not have a clue who I am. Was I still the 'new girl' in this town? As I found out as I walked through the school it turned out to be all of the above. People were constantly staring at me as I walked to my locker headphones in my ears ignoring the world. I even got two people come up to me to ask if I was ok in the five minutes I had been at school already. It was like I'd done something wrong and everyone was looking and me with sorry expressions and sympathy. Had the new really spread that fast? It was scary how people all of a sudden knew who I was when just a couple of days ago they wouldn't have even given me a second glance. Was this just because I had hung out with what you could call the "popular" kids at this school? Who really cares anyway, its not like they're really my friends... Gosh no, I've only known them a couple days! But then again I've only known Daniel that long too...
As I walked to my locker I continually got weird looks and sympathetic stares. It was getting to the point where it was absolutely ridiculous. Scary almost...
"Syyyydneeeyyyyy!" I heard a long squealy voice shout from down the hall. I sighed as I searched in the crowds for none other than Ashleigh, queen bee and blah blah blah. I was encased with hugs and lous screams. Had these girls never heard of personal space? I plastered on a fake smile and vowed to myself to find a way to get out of this situation ASAP. 
I listened to them as they went ON AND ON about how worried about me they were and all that stuff I was never going to believe.
"People kept asking about you," Ashleigh continued as Sacha came over to join the conversation, a little less thrilled to see me. "But of course we kept it confidential." a smiling Ashleigh tried to reassure me.
"Confidential , hah." I mumbled as they all walked off, probably to find some new gossip. "Real secret.." I thought to myself as i glanced at the time on my phone. "Crap" I was late for my first class of the day. Again...
I ran down the corridor wondering exactly what they had said about me... 

"Again Miss Brown," my art teacher muttered as i walked into Art late again. I'm not really getting a good reputation at this school am I... "Next time that will be a detention,"
"Sorry! Won't happen again," I reassured my teacher who was sat at the front of the room on her laptop and has hardly glanced up. I shook my head and smiled disapprovingly. I scanned the room for Daniel at took the seat available next to him. He was talking to some Blonde chick, but not like Ashleigh. This girl looked nice, real genuine well as much as you can tell by just looking at a person. Daniel turned his head to look at me and smiled. The girl saw me take my seat and smiled too. 
"Hi I'm Layla," she said grinning reaching out to shake my hand. Normally I would have questioned the hand shake but right now I didn't care. This girl looked like she could be a actual friend. Now let's just hope I'm right on this one.

Author's note:

well, it has been a year since I last posted.... opps?
I decided to just post this as half of it was already written so here you go I guess?
Shout out to those who asked me to keep going! haha hope you enjoy it! :) 

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