As I passed the security cabin around the middle of the hill, I could only feel the stares getting more focused and interested as well as multiplying in amount. I mean, I can't exactly blame them, come on, id you saw a sexy beast rocking some Ray Bans on the way to school, you would stop and stare yourself. Though so.
Just to add a bit more effect I swayed my hips a bit more visibly. I could already hear the wolf whistles I was getting. However, there were also the jealous, bitchy stares that, to be honest I couldn't give a smaller shit about. Some of the comments I heard were the typical,
'Who is that?' Or 'She's hot, I wonder who that is.' Which would normally piss me off, I mean how do you know I'm hot before you've actually seen my face. And then again there were the, 'She looks like a slut.' which, as you can probably guess came from the jealous girls. As I came closer to the reception, I decided I would pay my SAfE worker a visit, she had my time table anyways, so I would just get it all off her.
I was coming closer and could see friend greeting each other as if they hadn't seen one another in months, I scoffed at that. Really? You saw the other person less than 24 hours ago, there is no freaking feed to hug the life out of the other person or make the surrounding people death by squealing like a dying cat.
I stepped through the Year 10&11 doors and immediately felt the atmosphere of the hell hole, but somehow I missed it. This is where I met the closest people to me, or well people that were the closest to me. I hadn't been here in two years and lost everything after moving to Russia. Oh yeah, by the way I'm half Russian and half Latvian ( which is a country probably nobody's heard about ) and moved to England from Latvia at the age of 9 with my mother. We moved in with her boyfriend whom was a dick by the way, and in two years I went on to high school - Alex Lead Academy. At the end of Year 8 however, we moved to Russia. Since then everything went downhill for us. And well, me. But this is no time for my sob story so -
As I walked further through the pod, I saw the Year 10&11 office, which meant Miss Noble, or Wendy as I liked to call her must have been in there. I made an exaggerated stop a few feet from the entrance, sticking my hip out and removed my sunglasses with one hand, while ruffling my hair with the other.
Everybody's staring.
I smirked at the thought, already knowing the reactions I would get from the first second. I through my Ray Bans in my bad and strutted over to the office, with my infamous smirk and a sway of the hips.
This is going to be fun.
I thought to myself as I entered the office, disappointed when I saw Wendy wasn't there. Oh well, I can wait. I walked over to the spinney chair and plopped down. I lent my head back on the backrest, closing my eyes and thinking about everything going on. Suddenly an idea popped into my head and my head snapped up at the thought making my eyes open rapidly, and an evil smirk swipe over my face.
I quickly sat up and my eyes found the monitor, I had to check my files sooner or later anyways and Wendy wouldn't mind anyways.I rolled myself over to the desk and ran my hands over the keyboard a few times, quickly typing in Wendy's login and password.
Clicking a few buttons I opened up SIMS and went to my records, I mean was expecting something like than this but what was in there got me laughing my insides out. Everything was exaggerated to no end almost saying I was kicked out of the the other schools for committing bloody murder, I mean it wasn't even that bad, I didn't kill that kid I just put him in the hospital, but in my defence, he tried to touch me up. Not my fault.
Soon enough, however my laughter was stopped by a voice that made me almost the happiest person in the world.
"Well you're getting busy aren't 'ya, V?"
