Don't Stop Believin' (COMPLETED)

5. Poker Face

POKER FACE - LADY GAGA

Author's Note:

Back to Katie's P.O.V (point och view) in this chapter :D Hope you guys enjoy and please comment/fan/vote if you like it :D

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The clock had just rung out to lunch and I and Zoe struggled to find our way to the canteen. The many numbers and the equations from the math lesson were spinning around in my head while I was trying to resolve those numbers I didn’t have time with. I always did so; if I wasn’t finished with a dull task I solved it in my head afterwards, as the great nerd I was. Over and over again I was pressed into different bodies when I and Zoe tried to take us to our lockers with Zoe's little gang at our heels.

"What is our lesson after lunch?" I asked as I opened my locker. Eddie, a dark-haired guy in the same math class as I, responded.

"We have no lessons... It's partners-dividend."

"I'm sorry? What was it you said?"

"Partner-dividend!"

"What is ...?" I never in my life heard of it before, but both Eddie and Zoe, who now was standing next to Eddie, seemed to take it for granted.

"I've told you," Zoe said and gave me a weird look. She had probably said something about it when I hadn’t listened. I put my books into in the cabinet, slammed the dark blue door and turned around again.

"Can you tell me again ...?" Zoe sighed and we walked through the beige corridors which had, amazingly enough, already become almost empty. Most of the pupils had probably already left for the canteen.

"Every year after Easter break all the seniors are divided in couples. I'm not sure why the teachers do it..." Zoe began, but stopped to think.

"In order to facilitate the group work that comes in a week," Eddie said were he walked beside us. "Then the pupils can’t argue and fight about who to work with!"

"Oh, thank you Eddie. As Eddie just said we’ll make all the future group works with our partner. All work in all subjects and classes."

"But if you don’t go in the same class then...?" I asked, puzzled.

"All classes receive the same information. That’s why it works," Eddie said in a simple tone.

"But if you don’t even read the same courses, then? If I read French and my partner read Spanish...?"

"Usually it is no group work in language and those other subjects that the seniors are already divided in," he said and shrugged. He gave us a smile and ran his hand through his dark hair. "See you later, girls! Joelle wanted something..."

"Okay! See you later, Eddie!" Zoe shouted after him as he turned and started walking towards his little sister who was sitting at one of those white tables in the canteen.

The school canteen was much larger than the one we had in Tree Hill. Hill West High school had over four hundred students, hundred in each year while the school I attended in Tree Hill only had about two hundred. I had known them all since childhood and I had been playing in the sandbox with many of them. I doubted that Zoe knew all the pupils in Hill West... 

The canteen white walls with blue accents inspired a calm and peaceful feeling, but the atmosphere inside was anything but calm. People of all shapes and sizes were sitting on the round and square tables, laughing and the venue boiled from talk of the past Easter break and it was probably just half of all students in there who really ate lunch. Zoe accustomed walked into the canteen with a straight back and her nose high up in the air.