Bellona

Two

Twiddling my pencil, I sat at the school desk chin in hand absolutely positively bored as Mr Chivers went on about some myth or legend crap, like I cared anyway, I just couldn't wait until the end of school.

We had cheer practice and as captain I lead practice today and I had a few new routine ideas I had in mind.

"Bellona" Mr Chivers voice cut through my daydream "I would appreciate you listened during my lessons instead of day dreaming, you're flunking this lesson as it is"

I could hear my class mates snickering around me, causing my cheeks to burn in embarrassment.

"Sorry Sir, I mean you no disrespect" I muttered lowly with a scowl permeated on my face.

He nodded and carried on with what he was doing.

Twenty minutes later the lesson ended and I packed up all of my things.

"Bellona, could I speak to you please"

I internally groaned and walked up to his desk

"As I've already told you you're flunking this lesson... what have you got to say for yourself?"

"Nothing sir, when I chose the subject I thought we would learn about myth and legend, of like different world's far away from ours. Instead we learn about Robin Hood and his Merry men, we already know about what he did... he stole from the rich and gave to the poor blah blah blah"

"Yes well it's much more than that, but..." he trailed off as if thinking about something, a few moments later his face brightened as if he had thought of an idea.

He rustled through his briefcase, looking for something and pulled out a big leather bound book.

"Here I think this might interest you, I haven't taught this to any of my students but I think it's just right for you" he said handing the huge book to me.

"What is it?" I said tracing my finger over an unfamiliar language imprinted in the leather, I had a major sense of de ja vou and suddenly a light bulb pinged in my head.

"This is the language of the Nijian"

"Yes... how did you know that?" he spluttered clearly surprised

I concealed my surprise that I had been correct and lied through my teeth "I found it on the internet once, when I was doing research for one of my essays"

"Well I want you to read through chapter one and write me a two page essay for Monday"

"Yes sir, thanks sir" I said putting the book in my bag

I walked out of the classroom and headed straight for the gym lockers as I was already fifteen minutes late for gym practice.

"Hey Belle what took you so long?" My best friend Charity bounced up to me in her cheer uniform and bobbing ponytail.

I put my gym bag down and started to get changed into my cheer uniform "Mr Chivers kept me behind, apparently I'm flunking Legend and Myth" I said bitterly, pulling my dance shoes on.

"That sucks, I always hated Mr Chivers"

"Maybe because he always told you off for talking during his lessons" I laughed.

"Hey It's not my fault, you should have seen the boy who was sitting next to me, he was hot with a capital H!"

"You think any boy is hot" I chuckled, it was true though Charity was a right slut when it came to boys.

I guess we were pretty popular when it came to the opposite sex, or high school in general, my Russian accent had a significant effect and with Charity's hispanic descent you couldn't go wrong when it came to boys.