Jade

Chapter 3

JADE GRACE's POV
Last night, was the biggest win of my life so far. I buried Juno's pride, I even kicked the asses of her little minions. My gang members and the only friends I have were proud of me, happy for me. I could not feel luckier.
But then I remembered my crappy past.
Way to knockout happiness from the road leading to the heart.

1 WEEK LATER
I'm out of oxygen. I just woke up from a nightmare. Everything is in random motion and my eyes are sore. My head is throbbing.

I do some deep breathing exercises to get my breathing to normal. What a horrible morning to start a day yet I got out of bed to freshen up.
No, I did not break my alarm clock into pieces because it had an annoying sound which ruined my dream land. Well, it did not because I woke up before it could ring.
No, I did not look in the mirror to criticise the person in the reflection.
No, I did not take an hour to choose what to wear on the first day of uni.
No, I did not have a quick and light breakfast.
No, I was not late.

So, I basically killed the cliche.

I settled at the top right end of the class room, which has been my favourite corner all these years. Be it primary, elementary or high school. Even my bed was adjusted in the right end corner of my room. I don't why I always occupied the right corner of every room.

The view from the last benches was clear, unexpectedly. I was able to read every word written on that white board though it might not have proved to be true for the others. The guy adjacent to me was struggling to understand any alphabet of German written on the board, and the guy next to him was in the same situation. Maybe I had an eagle's vision.

It was not at all correct when I expected the German class to be interesting. The teacher was speaking 'Dante-Thank you' on a repeat mode while I spoke fluent German.

The boredom was gonna eat me up. No, seriously. And not just me, the whole class. The girl in front of me was tired of bursting bubblegum bubbles and the one next to her was doodling on her notebook. The guys in the third last row were chatting in a way their phones would land up in the teacher's hands. The boys next to them had passed out with their lips parted and one even had light snores escape his mouth.
I was not the most interested person in this lecture room. Well at least I wasn't the most bored either as Nicki Minaj was rapping in my ear as I followed a simple 7 step guide to bust boredom in class with the help of your phone:
1. Wear a shirt with a pocket. Put your phone in it and plug in your earphones.
2. Make a pathway for your earphone wire like this- over your chest and lined with your arm. The earphone should be in the centre of your palm.
3. Wear a jacket to cover this whole mess. The wire now passes through the sleeve of your jacket.
4. Preferably, take a less conspicuous seat.
5. Plug in the earphone and cup your ear to make it look natural. You are a normal student in a normal university.
6. Once the earphone is well hidden, shift your eyes frequently from the board to your notebook to add to natural act.
7. If possible, nod a few times in order to not catch the attention of the teacher.

And that's how we do it.
I even had some of my light brown hair fall on my hand which cupped my ear.

Here comes the turning point in the lecture. The teacher points a finger at me and almost sings,"You,".

"Komm Wieder ?(come again)" I asked ."Fabelhaft!(fabulous)" Now the hilarious teacher sang.No,literally. I swear it was G note. She shattered the dreams of the people who had passed out by her loud yet high-pitched voice. I was gonna check the glasses of the boy right next to me for any crack.
"That's what I have been trying to implement all along! Trying to speak in German in this very class. And you girl are the first one to follow this norm." Weird. She wasn't following her damn norm herself.
"Fabelhaft!" She exclaimed once again.
I did not know the original question.
Never mind.
I gave a good first impression to my teacher.
"First impression is the last impression." They say.
So,great.
All eyes were on me. I now had some fame on the very first day. Fame was not listed in my priority list.
Giving correct weightage to the pros and cons, NOT so great.
Siting in the first bench,the toppers gave me a vicious glare.
Not concerned.
Gaining hatred was always on my to-do list. And Oh,check.
The bubbly, supporting middle benchers applauded for a few seconds.
The back benchers, most motivating,were the least bothered.

When the teacher was done praising me and went back to the white board, a crumbled piece of paper hit my head. So this sick game of message-message starts from now.'How you doin' smart ass?' appeared when I smoothed out the paper. I looked up to muscular frame of a chocolate-eyed boy,swinging his chair. He winked at me and formed a smirk with his lips. This was my quick reply in 3 words:
'Stop Joey-ing around.'I crumbled the paper and threw it, aiming at his head. It hit him on his head, as expected, which was covered with his jet black hair.
I did not like people who cheated. Neither on their boyfriend/girlfriend nor catchphrases. Exams was an exception in this law of mine.
Since he copied Joey, he is not a person I like after our first conversation.
Reading the words I had written, he put a hand on his heart, pretending to be in agony.
I shook my head and returned back to my notebook where I had drawn random circles.

I did not like this person. Although he was handsome and charming, he was annoying me.
"Wanna go out for lunch?" He said.
"No" I deadpanned.
A paper again reached me. He had scribbled,"Are you a goody-goody nerdy-nerdy girl?
Well, I'm a baddy-baddy boy. BTW, I'm Leo Stone."on it.
I rolled my eyes. Neither did I speak something nor did I throw him a piece of paper as I was too focused on the current song that was playing to come up with a classy comeback.
'Have you gone dormant?' Another paper reached me.
I gave him a look of poison which was not well received by him. He was smart enough to know that by now I was annoyed. He threw a number of paper ball like a bunch of snowballs in a fight on Christmas to boost my anger.
The jerk accidentally hit the guy next to me too. Well, I think accidentally.

Soon the melodious bell rang. Thank you Jesus, I survived one lecture. Thank you Jesus, I survived one lecture with one irritating dude.

I lay my head low to avoid all new people around me though I still had a large view field. Used to it.
I have a hoodie usually hiding my eyes from the world.
But I wasn't wearing a hoodie right now. I was just wearing a normal t-shirt which I doubted did not have a hole.

I could see a pair of gray sneakers reaching towards my black ones. I thought maybe he was a gentleman, he would move out of the way but he did not budge to move. Come on man, I don't wanna change my path.
No.
He wasn't gonna move.
This uni has got some jerks stuffed in it.
Just before we were about to collide, we both moved to our lefts. I knew I would not bang with him even if I snapped out of the way at the last second because of my developed reflexes but I did not know we shared the pretty good reflexes.
I was following my new trail when I felt some kind of pull on my head. I let a little ouch escape my mouth. My hair maybe got stuck in the zipper of the guy's backpack.

The guy immediately stopped and examined the whole problem. I reached out to the damn zipper and tried to untangle the strand but it was an epic fail. Instead, my hair got more looped around the zipper. Oh good Lord.

He wasn't lucky either. But still, his hopes did not die. Realising this situation could not be handled by our bare hands, I managed to take out a pair of small but sharp scissors( just for emergency purposes )though it was paining on the top of my head. I cut a portion of the strand of hair which had got stuck just above the zipper. I struggled to get my cut-out hair the fuck out of his zipper when he removed my hand from his bag. My arm returned to it's mean position.

He was looking down.
I looked up.
He looked into my Jade eyes.
I looked into his grey ones.

It seemed like time stopped.

ASHER HUNTER FROST
Time stopped.
But wait, I have seen this face before.
Those jade eyes with those light brown hair. But where?

"Come on bro! Move!" Leo pushed me and destroyed my eye contact with that girl.

ASHER/JADE

I hate this guy.