My New Life At Witchery High

Part 3

''Whoops!!''

Someone rushed into me, slamming my backpack in the progress. Hey!! WTH!! I screamed in my own vo (voice over).

''im soooo sorry! Are you alright?!''

A sweet looking girl with auburn hair and pixie face looked at me worriedly, apologizing profusely. She looked to be a junior, like me.

''Yeah I'm fine.''

''Oooooh I need to rush in and submit my essay to Mr Hendricks, before he fails me for this round! See you!!''

She rushed off again, turning her head apologetically before disappearing into the school.

Sigh. I hoped this was not a bad sign to start the day with.

Students were slowly coming in through the gates, but not as many (I heaved an internal breath of relief) as it was still early, about 20 minutes before the first class. I came early just to escape the 'on-the-dot' crowd. Not ready to face the whole school yet as a new hot gossip topic of the day.

I kept my face down, not willing for anyone to look at me, or made eye contact. Sometimes people stared at me for I-don't-know-what's-the-f-reason, and I preferred to think that they were the weird ones, not me.

I dragged my feet forward, looking for the office to collect my schedules. Luckily I didn't have to search far, it was just at the left corner when I stepped into the building.

''Good morning, I'm a new student Tasha Lockheart, and I'm here to collect my schedules and locker keys.'' I said shyly in a low voice, afraid someone would overhear me. 

The lady who looked to be in her forties, smiled kindly at me. Thank god, first kind soul of the day. I thought all office secretaries were old ladies with venom dripping fangs waiting to rip my throat off (sorry but that's what they were in my former schools).

''Honey, here's your schedule and keys. Good luck on your first day, and welcome to Witchery High.'' She smiled assuringly at me before I muttered a thanks under my breath and pushed open the office door.

First class - Biology, then History, Lit, Gym...

I groaned internally. I hated Biology and could never differentiate between the molecules and their whatever science facts. Great first class to start with.

Stepping up my pace, I wanted to find my locker before going to class, I doved into the corridor which by now were filled with students. Some were already checking me out as the new student.

I gulped. Not what I wanted at the moment. I saw locker 98, mine was 76 which meant further down the row I should be able to find mine.

79, 78....great. There were 3 guys standing around my locker, chatting away animatedly while one was conveniently leaning against my 76. Oh shit, I felt another blush creeping up my neck.

I had probably only 5 more minutes before the bell goes off. And I really didn't want to be the new girl who walked into the class last. Everyone would be so looking at me.

Clenching my teeth and mentally giving myself a pat of encouragement, I walked up to the guy leaning against my locker. His back was facing me, and very softly I said, ''Im sorry, can I open my locker?''

WTH?! Why did I say sorry, I should be saying excuse me would you mind moving over coz this is my locker. But being the nice girl I were, I was programmed to say the words that sometimes I didn't mean. Hell, that's just me.

The boy turned around, arms folded in his chest, and looked at me. I did a quick glance up at him, he was tall, around 6f1 and he had dark blond hair with a nice hair cut, with the sides shaved and fringe combed back. He definitely belonged to the 'IT' group, my guess would be the football or swimming team.

I quickly looked down, not wanting to make any eye contact as the blush had spreaded to my cheeks. Being around good looking males made it worse. I saw IT guy friend behind him nudging the other friend. Before their conversation ceased.

Great.

I felt eyes on me as IT guy shifted to his right to make way for me. It's during these kind of moments that I was glad I wasn't tall. I slightly peeked up and all I could see was his chest.

Please just resumed talking, I silently prayed. No such luck. I risked a glance up at the IT friends behind him, one was looking at me curiously.

His blue eyes widened slightly. Then he just stared. Those weird stares again, that made me feel like there's something wrong with me. I blushed. I quickly snapped my head down, cursing myself for making eye contact.

I opened my locker in record time ( I had this weird habit of timing myself) and yes the fastest I could unlock so far. I broke my previous record. Placing the stuff I didn't need inside, i snapped the lock closed and I fled.

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