When He Came Back

First Day

"Ouch!" I said out loud.

Andre pulled my hair after I stepped out of our classroom.

"Yes hello! I called like a hundred times! Yet you didn't ever dare to look." He told me.

"Can't you see I'm busy?"

He laughed.

"What?" I asked rolling my eyes on him.

"Busy showing them how scary you are? Or busy distancing yourself from those kids?"

"Shut up."

"Well as you can see, you're the only one who has no friend here. All of us are in one section. And they are asking for a recommendation that you should be transferred in our class." He winked at me and whispered " you should be thankful."

"I don't need to." I answered quickly.

"And why is that?"

"You see, I'm bored of being your classmate for the last two years. And I like that I've been separated from you guys because I'll be enjoying myself without you annoying me."

He pulled my hair again.

"You are such a pretty loner my friend. You haven't changed at all."

I kicked his knees. "And you're still here annoying me!"

"That's what friends are for." He winked at me and kissed my forehead saying "I'll leave now you loser. We'll see each other later and don't you dare hide from us again or else I'll kiss you on your lips."

I kicked him again. Ugh so annoying.

Then he waved at me while walking away from me.

"Bye! Enjoy making others miserable!"

Such a crazy gay.

I am not that bad, you'll see. I just want some time to be alone. That makes me happy. I guess?

Before I enter my room I saw him.

He still looked the same. His face didn't change at all, except his height. He used to be small. But now he grew a lot.

His eyes caught mine. Gosh. Another awkward moment.

After he saw me looking at him. He run towards me and I was just there, stucked in where I was standing.

After that I didn't realize that he's already in front of me catching his breath.

I couldn't speak. Nothing is coming out from my mouth. I was just staring at him and looked like a fool.

"Hey don't just stand there you silly girl." Poking my forehead.

Before I was going to speak. Our teacher came in. And I hurriedly went back to my classroom leaving him there alone. Again.

What I hate the most in the first day of class is the introductory part. In where you are all required to introduce yourself in front of your new teachers and boring classmates telling them how boring your summer was. Telling them some information about you. Your hobbies, sports etc.

"Hi I'm Maria Katerina. My friends call me Mia but to those who are not just call me Kat because I prefer it that way. I'm 15. And I like being alone. So you know what to do. That's all."

Then I hurriedly went back to my seat. As I passed by so some students I heard them talking about me.

"She used to smile a lot."
"She's very friendly when we were in freshmen."
"She's not that cold."
"She lend her handkerchief when I was crying 2 years ago."
"Yes. I heard she's kind."

Wow they really love talking about me.

"Miss Cristobal" my teacher called me.

"Yes sir?"

"Tell us more about you." he asked.

I knew it.

Then the kids in my class looked at me. Are they seriously gonna stare at me and listen to whatever I will say?

"Actually sir, there's nothing interesting about myself. You'll be bored."

"I don't think so." He replied.

I crossed my arms and stared at him blankly.

"So what is your hobby? Your sports? What did you do last vacation? Likes and dislikes. How many siblings do you have?" He asked again and again.

Really? Is this an interview for something? I hate it.

"Read. Work out. Taekwondo. Swimming. Basketball. Badminton. I hate people who doesn't mind their own business. I love those people who leaves me alon. 1." I answered him quickly.

Then he proceeded to his next student.

At last.