The Lost Crown

~2(a) Bow before the Queen~

'Hey new girl! "
The bell had just rung when a tall girl came inside the class.
Mariya, who was quietly, packing up her books, saw the girl, coming towards her.
Her hair was coloured a bright blue, and her eyes were thickly bordered with a black kohl. she had a small nose, and her fase was dusted with freckles.There was no doubt that she looked pretty, and came from a high class family.

Mariya was almost jealous of her freckles. She always wanted to have some on her face. Call it an obsession or mild fantasy, she absolutely loved them. She thought that those brown small adorable dots brought colour to her pale, porcelain skin and bleached blonde hair.

The school's dress code was quite peculiar. As long as one wore the school uniform, he would not be punished, even if he had tattoes, inked all over his body, or any bizarre things, that were trendy in the society.
Mariya looked at her with amusement, but quickly hid it when the girl's eyes narrowed at her, glaring with full force.
"fill it up now."
She shoved a form at her chest.
Mariya warily opened it.
Crosswell High Echelon

NAME-

MOTHER'S NAME-

STATUS-

OCUPATION-

FATHER'S NAME-

OCCUPATION-

POSITION-

COMPANY NAME-

GROSS EARNINGS/YEAR-

ADDITIONAL ACTIVITY-

She could not make head and tail of the form.
She glanced at the queer looking girl, and noticed she looked really impatient.
She briefly scribbled, on the form, keeping most of the boxes blank. She had only Aunt Mirza in her family. And she didn't run any company.
They were too simple and too normal.

Maybe poor in these rich peoples' words.

Having finished, she took the form and gave it to the girl.

The girl, snatched the paper from her hand, gave a tight smile, and ran away, not before shouting, "the name's Miranda! "
Mariya, looked at her with surprise.
She noticed that already ten minutes had passed since the bell rang.

She didn't know whether it was lunch time or another period. It was not mentioned in the schedule. Nor did she know where the canteen was. Her mobile app was also not helping either.

Her nose caught a faint smell of cologne, and saw a boy passing by her.

"Excuse me?"

The boy who had almost passed her bench stopped,and without looking back, took a few steps backwards, and stopped right in front of her desk.

He was tall- around 6 foot tall, had broad shoulders and a toned body. One could make out those muscles,under his shirt.

Mariya looked at his eyes, they were shining mischievously.

Damn!

She knew she was caught staring at him.

He had a pair of black eyes, his chocolate brown hair was styled with gel.

His jaw was well defined and he sure had a dimple,when he smiled.

Which he was doing now.

Mariya gulped nervously. Although this young man in front of her was beautiful, and almost looked like a model. Something seemed off about him. Maybe the way his stares brought shivers down her spine, or may be his smile which looked a bit creepy.

for a second, she thought that she had made a big mistake calling him, but now it was already done.

With all the courage she could master, she asked, her voice a little higher than a whisper, " Where is the canteen?".