It's the second day of the year. All students are in their respective classes talking about their New Year goals and celebrations. While Mayuri is sitting in her class alone waiting for her friends to come. Mayuri is one of the shy girls in the class. She is interested in spirits and ghosts and mostly read about them. No one knows about it.
Mayuri's P. O. V
Why are they always so late? I am sitting here for like half an hour. Well... it's just 9:00 am the classes start at 9:30 am.
"Maybe I came too early... " I sighed and rested my head on the desk, facing the door.
A little boy came to me. My head was laying on the desk so I couldn't see his face.
"Mayuri, how were your final exams?" the boy asked me.
I raised my head to answer the question. He was Hailen. The most smartest boy in our class. He jumped one or two classes and now he is in our class. Though he have jumped two classes still he is the topper in our class.
"eh? Bookworm "
"What? " he asked. A little bit confused. 😕
"Ahh... Nahting. My exams weren't good at all. " I said. "I'll pass anyway. What about yours? Well you'll get full marks I am sure... "
"I see. Well I did good in the finals" Hailen.
"OK " I said. I don't like to talk to others rather than my friends I don't know why. I'm too shy. If it's a girl and it's okay.
He went to his place. I saw Joydipa coming. I rushed to her. Joydipa is the oldest girl in our group. We are a group of 5 girls. But as she is short and behaves like a kid. Everyone thinks she might be younger than me. She is the only to have the tittle of 'Cat Girl ' well she doesn't look like a cat. She got the tittle cause she loves cat and had own many.
"Oi, why your so late today? "I asked her.
She said nothing. I looked at her face. She seemed very angry. I wonder what's wrong with her. I asked her but got no reply.
Soon Meyner, Ankita, Tanisha came. Joydipa was still silent. I looked at Meyner. She signalled me to tease her.
"Why are you so sad today did anything happen between you.... " Meyner started it.
"Ohh... I can't believe Joydipa and D (her boyfriend's name made by me and meyner. He is not her boyfriend we just tease her with his name because it's fun yo) fighted with each other. What happened joydipa please tell us!" I said in a stupid way.
"D is no one to me please stop it you guys! " joydipa shouted. But we didn't stopped.
"D.J , D. J, D. J !" me and Meyner said together. Joydipa who was angry. She started to blush and laugh. And then we all started laughing.
The teacher entered the classroom. With her there was a girl. She had long straight hair. Beautiful black eyes. Her skin was white as snow. We hadn't saw such a beautiful girl like her before. Her uniform perfectly fitted on her.
"Good Morning madam! " we all student greeted our teacher. It was more like yelling. 😂
"Good morning students. Today a new girl will be joining our class. Meet her. She is Shinko. She transferred here a while ago. Say hello to her. "
"Hello Shinko! " the whole class greeted her. I looked at the boys they were already in love with her. That made me feel like vomiting.
"Shinko go sit with Mayuri and Tanisha. "the teacher pointed towards me.
Ankita, Meyner and Joydipa used to sit together. Me, Tanisha and this Shinko girl will be sitting together. Why all the new girls sit with me? 😥
She sat next to me. I looked at her. And said "Hello Shinko. Welcome to our school. How are you? "
She turned around. And seemed like whispering something.
"Creepy " I said to myself. I don't know why. I have seen in many horror movies. Always the ghost girl have the straight long hair.
She looked at me. Seemed like to think something. And then she looked away. Why is she so silent? Maybe because she is new here? Is she shy to talk to us?
That day she didn't talked to anyone....
YOU ARE READING
A NEW/DEAD GIRL IN THE SCHOOL??
SpiritualIt's my first time writing a ghost story. I thought of writing it as I am really interested in those stuffs. I'll write the story from my own imagination so please no hate. And guess what? I'm just 13 year old so the story is save for the young read...