Class Wars

'In front of Goldwing Coffeeshop.5:30 am.'was written on the note that I was currently holding.

I looked around and after spotting my destination,I ran in front of it.

"Huh?Who would fetch me,then?"I asked myself and scanned the whole area but failed to see a person wearing a black suit-and-tie.I'm sure it says here to meet in front of the coffee shop on 5:30 am...right?Well,I was five minutes late but duh?

I leaned on said building's wall to rest my aching legs as I stared at the people passing by.Tall skyscrapers and buildings towered this place and I could see huge billboards for various ads everywhere.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm only trapped inside this dream of mine.It's just that...everything happened too fast.

Am I really in New York,USA?

I'm not used to this place,because I just arrived here earlier from Philippines.I'm excited because it's an adventure for me,but also scared for what'll happen to me next.

The front door of the coffee shop opened and I saw two girls emerge out of it from the corner of my eye.

"Wait,you're picked too?"I heard one say.I just kept silent and faced forward--I decided to eavesdrop a little on their conversation since I've got nothing to do.

I could see them walking towards my way.

"Hey--Miss!"

I looked at the other way to check who're they calling,but found no one responding.

Wait,are they seeing something that I can't?

I frowned,confused.So they have a third eye?

"You there,black-haired girl with a blue Sanrio backpack!"

I widened my eyes as I turned to them,which are already next to me.

Of course they're talking to me,I should've known!

"Hi uhm...how can I help you?"I asked.Pucha,I wish I didn't sound like an idiot.

"We're wearing the same uniform,so it means we attend the same school!"The girl with dark skin and bushy,shoulder-length black hair exclaimed. She has round light brown eyes which I find pretty--she also has a curvy body and a big chest...and her whole existence is like a slap on my face.Diyos ko,I feel so little compared to her beauty.And her height.OMG.

"I'm Eva Martins,from Nigeria.How're you?"she offered her hand and I immediately accepted the handshake.

"I'm fine,t-thank you.I'm Dindi Maquirang and I'm from Philippines."

I don't know if saying where you came from is important,but what is this?An instant introduction?

"This right here is my friend,Hisako Sata."she introduced,glancing at the girl behind her."We only met a few minutes ago.Oh,and she's Japanese~"

"Hello,"Hisako greeted with a slight bow."Sorry if Eva's too t-talkative.I apologize too if my English is bad."

She's stuttering. And her L's sounded like R's.

Hisako is thinner and shorter than me, but she has a porcelain-white complexion that I admire.She also has adorable eyes like a puppy. Her black hair was up in a ponytail.

"Ah,no,it's okay actually.And your accent and pronunciation is fine as long as we could understand each other,"I assured her and smiled.

But comparing the way we talk and look sounds weird but fascinating.I would never get used to these things I guess.Culture shock?