Guardians of Terra

Chapter six

The morning went by as usual, there were no encounters with Christian and his friends. Which was not unusual, since sometimes days go by and no one sees them. Now that I know what Christian does outside of the school walls, it all made sense. I am guessing that he is in a mission, or whatever it is that he actually does. At the back of my mind, I felt happy for knowing something about him, that no one else in school knew.

I wonder if what he does is dangerous. I shook this thought out of my head. And reminded myself of his cold emerald eyes staring right through me yesterday, as if my existence was not that important to him. Sadness crept through me with these thoughts. Christian would never see me in the way that I imagined. I just sparked his interest because he wants something from me. Something that I am not sure if I am capable of giving.

I didn't want to feel like I was looking for him. But I couldn't help myself, and let my eyes wonder during my English class for any sight of Christian. But I did not see him or his friends the whole morning. A small voice in my head kept on telling me that nothing would ever happen between me and Christian.

Morning classes just went by as usual.

As I was walking to the cafeteria during lunch, I noticed some people staring at me. I felt to put my head down and speed up my walk. But I just held my head high and carried on walking towards the cafeteria. I told myself that if people suddenly had an interest in knowing me, they would approach me and start a conversation. But I am confused as to what is making everyone look at me. What made them notice me today?

I felt anxiety creeping in, as I noticed more and more people staring at me as I walked past them. I felt to slouch my shoulders and put my head down. But I didn't. What is going on? Why is it that suddenly everyone notices me? Did I make my eyebrows look like blocks? Are they too arched today? Whilst these thoughts ran through my mind I self-consciously looked at my reflection on one of the windows of the classrooms. I felt silly for doing this as I neared the cafeteria.

When I reached the cafeteria, I walked straight to my usual lunch table.  The usual spot next to the cafeteria's  window. No one usually sat at this corner of the cafeteria. I kinda liked it this way. I got to people watch from here. 

 I removed my backpack from my shoulders and removed my lunch container. My mum had packed me a chicken salad sandwich, and had bottled smooth orange juice.  I silently thanked my mum, for making my lunch whilst I was still sleeping.

As I looked up from my lunch to do the usual people watching, my heart drops in shock as I notice a lot of people in the cafeteria already looking at me and whispering among themselves. What in the...

"Hi" I hear a high pitched voice say behind me. I turn to look and see a beautiful blonde girl with big blue eyes covered in too much mascara stare at me. I recognised her as one of the popular girls that hangs around with Tara and Sara. 

I felt to look around to make sure that she was talking to me. But I stopped myself. Of course she was talking to me, no one sat next to this lunch table "Hi..." I said to her, trailing off. I am not sure what her name was. I think it was Brooke.

"Its Brooke" She said with a slightly irritated tone. I felt to put my hands up in defence, and say that I knew what her name was. But I didn't, I was suspicious as to why she was talking to me. It's not that I was not happy that someone finally has come to talk to me, I was just confused as to why now.

"You are so pretty from up close." She said as she slid in the seat in front of me. Blocking my view of the rest of the student body. She then leaned closer as if inspecting my face. Her big blue eyes filled with curiosity, and another emotion. Was it envy? No. Guys pined after her all the time. Whilst I was plain and led a boring life. "Why do you wear such plain clothes, when you clearly have an amazing body under all those layers?" she asked interrupting my thoughts. Straightforward much?