Bad Boy's Game

New school, peers, teachers

Monday. Yes today is the day I get to meet new people. I'm excited as I mentioned a few times. I'm awaken by my alarm that woke me at 6 o clock sharp. I wear my slippers and head slowly to the back.

As I get to the bathroom, I rinse my face with ice cold water to awake from my trans of sleep. I open the faucet and wait for the right temperature before hopping right in the shower. I let the warm water take over body, as it massages me. I take my time in the shower for about 10 minutes and hop out, wrapping a towel around my body.

I quickly brush my teeth and rush to my room. I go through what Marie bought for me and picked out a black leather tight with a white tank top,beige leather jacket with black sneakers. I placed my outfit neatly over my bed and did my hygienic stuff.

As I was about to apply some make up, my door flew open with a loud bang against the wall. "Hi Sandra! Are you done?! Can I help?!" Wow. Steph is one hack of a naggy and quite strong girl. She literally created a dent on the wall. "No Steph. I do not need your help. I'm completely...". "NO NO NO YOU NOT!" I didn't finish my sentence because Karla barged in my room, screaming like a mad cow.

"Jeez girls. Did I order two annoying girls today. I need my privacy, you know!" I'm on the verge of losing mind. "Uhmm actually, honey, we don't know. I can help you with your make up though boo" Karla blurted out. "YEAH OKAY CAN I AT LEAST WEAR MY FREAKING CLOTHES"  I yelled out of irritation. They scattered out my door like ants.

I wore my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror before going to the bathroom to get my make up done. I outlined my eyes with a black eyeliner then straightened out my eyelashes as I batted them. I added a tint of pink lip gloss and gave myself one more look before heading to my bed.

I packed all my books and swung my bag over my shoulder. I took my phone and my lip gloss and headed downstairs. Marie was sitting on the bunk stool and her two daughters sat across. Seeing them like that reminded me that I was going to see my parents occasionally.

I head to them and greet politely. "Honey Sandra. How you feeling. Nervous?" Marie asked. "Marie, I'm feeling quite alright and I'll probably feel the same at school. Thanks for asking though" I responded quietly.

Marie gave me my cereals and smiled and nodded, signalling a thank you to her way. I gobbled up my food and before no time I heard Marie say "Time to go babies" and we went outside.

It was yet another morning that the sun shined brightly, making our beautiful garden shimmer under it. We got to the car and drove in tolerant able silence. I starred out the window as we drove to school. I can say that there are quite a handful of extraordinary thing. The views are as if they sculptured in an amazing way. 

We get to school and there are a lot of people going around, minding their own businesses. Karla is greeted by her squad and she departs from us. Steph and I enter the school grounds and she, also, departs from me and attends to her fellow mates. The bell then ran and everyone started running like ants.

And here I am, standing like a complete fool in front of thousands of students around me, but I can't gather enough strength to stop and ask a learner for directions to the reception. I go straight to class number B39 and knock. I'm greeted by a slightly old female who is wearing a navy pencil skirt and a white blouse which hugs her portions well.

"Uhmm. Hi mam. Sorry to disturb but can I ask for directions. I'm new so..." She smiled at me and called out "Xander Dimitri. Could you assist this girl to the reception please and come right back after" She  slowly went back to her seat. I waited about 5 minutes and a tall figure appeared before me.

He had dark brown messy hair. His eyes were bright green and he also had a nose and ear piercing. His lips were juicy pink. His jawline outlined his face perfectly. He looked at me without an blank expression.

"Sup. Follow me". His voice was not too deep or high. It was in between. He's fairly tall and I could see his abs through his shirt. My mouth was awed at his perfection. "Are you coming or what?" I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't see that he was ahead. "Oh Uhmm sorry" was all I could say and followed behind him.

We finally got to the reception and he talked to the receptionist. After the small talk he made with the receptionist, he just left without saying a single word to me. How rude. I dismissed my thoughts and went to the lady. She looked in her mid thirties with blond hair and a perfect type of tanned skin. She wore a floral dress that hugs her waist and lets loose until the knees.

"Hi ma'am. My name is Sandra Lopez and I'm new." She looked at me with a genuine smile and that showed most of her teeth. "Oh. Welcome to Quinton High School. Lemme just look up your name in the school files and you will be ready to first class." This took about 6 minutes and she gave me a paper with a printed timetable and a key. "Sandra, the paper is your timetable of classes and you'll notice that it also mentions your register class. The key has the number '3K8' which shows your locker."

"Thanks ma'am. I'l just get going now" and then I turned on my heels and in just about 5 steps, a shrieky voice called out my name. "SANDRA! YOU FORGOT YOUR MAP OF THE SCHOOL"

The map led me to the second floor. Across the hall on the 2nd floor, there stood a poster that read 'G Level' where my class is. I look through out the corridor as I scan the numbers on the doors until my eyes landed on 3G8. My class number. I stopped by the door, and on the other side of the door, a commotion was heard.

I knocked on the door and the noise lessened. The door knob clicked and turned and flew open. In front of me stood a young male teacher, who could be in his 20's. He was wearing a formal suit with glasses.

"Are you the new student, Sandra Lopez?" He asked calmly. I replied with a gentle nod and he led me in his class. Woah. It was so huge. There were about 25 to 30 students in this class.

"Class! Could you quiet down and listen to this new student that I've been telling you about". Well okay. They were actually expecting me. "Well...Uhmm... My name us Sandra Lopez and I'm 16 year old. I've just moved to this city so..." I didn't know how to finish off my sentence so I just shut my mouth.

"HI SANDRA" a girl shouted out to me. I kindly smiled at her and made my way to her. "Hi Sandra. My name is Naomi Black and I'm new here but not completely new but new". I giggled at Naomi's sense of humour. "Oh... So nice to meet you" I said to her, comfortable to be with her.

Our classes went by and I'm pretty glad that Naomi is in most of my classes. Finally lunch time. We went into cafeteria and it was huge. There were tables aligned with bunk stools that matched the length of the table.

Naomi and I joined a queue that led to getting our lunch. Today the kitchen served pizza, an apple and a little juice box. As we got our lunch we headed to an empty table. Naomi told me about the school and the important to the least important students.

I'm happy to say that I am blending in with the school and no judgements that I've heard about on me. I can see a pretty great chance of Naomi and I being best friends.