I walked into the English room and greeted the teacher, Mr Martin. I looked at the board, and saw a seating arrangement, Bria was behind me looking at who she's sat next to, of course we're all sat boy, girl, boy, girl. I went over to the desk which had my name on, there was no one sat next to me yet. Just as I bent down to get my pencil case out of my bag the chair next to me made a very horrible screeching sound, I looked up to see who was sat there and gazed straight into sparkling, light green eyes which stared intently back at me. My eyes flickered to the rest of the boy's face, he had dark brown hair which was messy on the top but not in a scruffy way. He flashed me a crooked smile showing his white teeth and said in a husky voice, "Hello, I'm Matt."
I blushed and I could have sworn I was the colour of a tomato, and replied with no more than a whisper, "I'm Alexa." I smiled just slightly and he mirrored my expression then faced the front as soon as Mr Martin started speaking again. I turned to the front too and he was talking about a Macbeth project but I wasn't really paying attention. Matt was polite and a lot different to the boys back at home, they all talked to me but only ever joking around they weren't as well mannered as this, Matt. It was when Mr Martin said "And you can now discuss with your seated partner, about how to make a presentation on the play Macbeth." I panicked hoping that Matt was listening. I turned to him but he was already staring at me, "You weren't listening were you?" he said smirking. How did he know? Was it that obvious I wasn't paying attention to what that man had to say about some murderous king? "Uhh.... no not really." Matt laughed, "We have to make a presentation on Macbeth as a revision helper for an assessment next week."
"Oh, so what shall we do then? a poster maybe?" I did not want to give a presentation in front of the whole class, that's for sure. We worked on our poster for the rest of the lesson and chatted for a bit, he did seem quite friendly. Everything was going fine until he asked "Why did you move here?" I bit my lip, I hate talking about it, I can never control the tears "Um, it's kind of a long story but I live here with Mel now,"
"Who's Mel?" he asked hesitantly.
"My Auntie,"
"Oh, what about your parents?"
"They both died...."
"Oh. I'm sorry," he paused. "Is that why you moved here from England?" I nodded and started twisting my fingers "I couldn't live there anymore and Mel agreed to take me in," I paused, thinking and looked up at Matt who was staring right into my eyes again. I felt butterflies in my stomach but luckily the bell went. It felt weird I never got butterflies talking to a person.
The next lesson was Spanish which was easy being half Hispanic, my father was Spanish so I was already fluent, I've been speaking Spanish for as long as I can remember, he used to teach me and Jack all the time. I felt a sharp pain when I thought of Jack, my older brother I wonder where he is now I hope he has got over being an alcoholic, mum sent him to rehab but he must be out by now. I snapped out of my daydreaming/ thinking, when the teacher Señorita Brown, called my name, I looked up she stood there impatiently, arms folded across her chest. I smiled "¿Puede repetir la pregunta por favor?" she stared at me, which I think may have been because of my accent, she repeated, dazed and confused "¿Cómo son las instalaciones en tu instituto?"
"En mi opinion, las instalaciones son buenas, tenemos un gimnasio, unos laboratorios muchas aulas y un campo de futbol." I sat back in my chair she stared at me startled, I smiled politely back, she didn't ask me anymore questions after that, I kept looking at the clock checking to see when it's break and then the bell went, I packed up my things and rushed out the classroom.
************End of chapter 2************
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