I thought I fell in slow motion. The ground was so far, now I felt I was looking at it through a microscope.
I banged my face hard on the ground. I was literally sprawled on the floor, thank God I hadn't worn my favorite knee length skirt that day.
What?! Skirts are cute.
Suddenly, the whole cafeteria quieted down. There was the sound of heels clattering against the marble floor. I looked up, and I saw the person whom Harry Potter would like to wack with his broomstick. Camilla the Cockroach. Also, did I mention, she was hovering over me?
"God has given you a pair of legs, start using them, Riley." She smirked at me, and I gasped at her, my eyes wide open. I couldn't talk. My whole body was paralyzed.
Hear me out, it's not like Camilla harms me physically. But damn, do her words hurt a lot. I don't need negative comments about my body, thank you very much. Nobody is perfect. And she was nobody. I guess.
I kept my eyes fixed to the floor as I got up and then looked her. I was furious. She made that poster, she must have put that stupid mushy banana peel so that I could slip and everyone could then laugh their asses off. I stared at her, she was wearing her stupid, short orange dress which made her look nice, but I swear to God Miley Cyrus would cover her eyes. (P.S that rhymed) I had to control my anger. But no, I slapped her on the face, and I could see the red mark right across her cheek where I did.
Okay, that happened in my head. I would never do anything like that. I wouldn't even touch her. If I did, she might go and have a bath again.
"Don't just stare at me. Get out of he-"
Splat! Okay, I am not joking but- splat! This is hila-splat! Who is it doi-splat!
Okay, that was 4 splats. Hence, I conclude that Camilla's face was bombarded with 4 cola colored slime jellies.
Ashley and Joey were the first ones to start laughing. Yes, they were scared of her, but it was funny. Or maybe the look of pure shock on her face was funnier.
Man, slime jelly rocks! It makes me smile!
I am proud of whoever made slime jelly and absolutely love the person who threw it.
Wait, who threw it?
I looked around, as the whole cafeteria burst into laughter, but couldn't spot anyone.
When I turned back, Camilla was gone, and so was her orange dress. Very smart, Riley. As if she would leave it here! Gross.
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"Are you okay?" They asked me in unison. Okay? I felt so happy and angry. Together. That banner put up was horrible, but the slime jellies..man, I would like to kiss them. Just saying. Not literally.
"I am telling you, it's no big deal. Besides, what's so bad in not transferring fluids. No big deal."
They both gave me a weak smile, which was very demotivating.
"As you say." Ashley said. " But who threw it?"
"That's what I want to figure out." I sighed, running my hands through my hair.
"But he or she sure is a genius." Joey added.
"Come on, I am already late for my first class." I said, as I stood up and started walking down the hallway.
Ashley had Science and Joey had Social Studies. Yes, I know their timetable by heart. Best friends, right?
My first period was History which was the worst. History is a subject of facts. As if anyone cares why Hitler committed suicide or why the Britishers blah, blah, blah.
As I entered my class, all eyes were on me. Not. Everybody was busy in their own work. And by work, I mean, scrolling through their Instagram pages or messaging some one. Clearly, they didn't see the board put up in the cafeteria hall or they were blind or they didn't notice me entering or I was invisible, which is partly true. Apart from Ashley and Joey, I am a person to everyone who simply does not exist. Like I care, anyway.
It's better not to be noticed by anyone. Like it can be the worst type of bad hair day and you walk into your class and nobody says Ewww or stares at you like you have come right out of the E.T movie, which is amazingly stupid by the way.
I slumped into one of the front seats, praying that nobody notices me or gets some text giving all the information about the Invisible Girl's Clumsiness.
But no. Someone had to disturb my peace of mind. Couldn't you find some better day for this crap? Today? Just today? Blimey Harry, why can't I be with you and leave this stupid class forever.
"Students, I have to announce something.", our teacher of History, Mr.Thompson said in his loud, growly voice.
I straightened up in my seat and stared at him. Everybody in class did the same because never ever has Me.Thompson announce something. Usually, he just rattles on without any greeting because he knows no one ever listens to him. In fact, I think he is tired of his own subject.
"As you know, you all have your semester exams coming up." He folded his hands, and continued with a confident voice, "And for the exam you have an awful lot of portion. So, the Principal suggested that...", he stopped and looked at us, his eyes wide and a sly smile on his lips.
I don't know why do teachers like cliffhangers. They just love leaving the children in suspense. I definitely-
Suddenly, the whole class erupted in to cheers. Did I miss something? Clearly I did. Please repeat it.
"Yes students." Mr.Thompson said proudly, "To reduce the burden that you poor students have to carry, you have to prepare a project for 5 chapters of History, and the rest will be tested."
Cool! This was amazing. I just had to pray to God I didn't study the chapters that were coming for the project.
"Children, be seated, we have more news." He said, and we all kept quiet, expecting good news again.
"For preparing this project, we need groups of two."
Cool, maybe I will group up with Kevin, the nerd from another mother or if it is allowed, Ashley who has History just after me.
But why did I feel like there was a but coming up?
"But I am going to decide the partners."
He is one wicked wolf!
