The next day felt the same as the first day, though a bit different. The difference is that gray clouds blocked the sun, making outside look dull.
Although, it was a bit chilly like yesterday was. It felt as if something was strange were to happen today. Like a terrible foreboding was yet to come. I dismissed the feeling as just being tired or maybe stress getting to me.
As I finish with getting ready within the bathroom, my mind wanders to the events yesterday. I couldn't help, but think of his attitude and why he's like that. I let out an annoyed sigh before leaving the bathroom.
For today, I put on a new pair of long, black socks along with gray sweatpants. Next, I put a white T-shirt on with a black, hooded sweatshirt over it. There is a full-bodied mirror in my room that I use sometimes. I made sure my hair was brushed the right way when looking at my reflection. I walk downstairs and put on my shoes. I made sure to grab a granola bar for me to have on the bus ride there.
When the bus arrived at school, I got off and felt chills going down my back. I could feel a pair of eyes on me and got a bit freaked out on the inside. Yet I simply walked inside the school with a straight face to my first class.
Entering the classroom, I see other students sitting at their desks. I let out a quiet sigh, going over to an empty desk. I take a seat before hearing a few others gasp with of what I think is disbelief. I could hear others gossiping to each other. I could feel their eyes staring at me with the judging atmosphere in the air. My anxiety spiked a bit yet I showed no sign of it. My mind slowly drifted off into thought.
"That's my seat." A high-pitched grating, feminine voice brings me out of thought. I turn my head to look at who said that.
A tall, blonde young girl was looking at me with disgust written on her face. She looked like she put on way too much makeup on her face and had on hair extensions.
"I don't see your name written on it" I responded to her. I was not going to let this girl push me around. "Go sit somewhere else because I'm not moving seats" I told her.
She made a sound like she was disgusted at me. Most likely because I didn't do what she said. "You'll regret this" she said to me bitterly, taking a seat somewhere else.
I didn't pay any mind to her little 'threat'. I simply took out my notebook and a pencil. I start drawing doodles to pass the time till class starts.
The teacher walked in and started the class as the bell rang. I took down any notes as the teacher talked.
Five minutes into the lesson, you know who enters the classroom. "Why are you late to my class, Mr Molloy?" I could heard the teacher ask him. He looked at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes before looking back at the teacher normally.
"Just had something important come up before school." He said nonchalantly before taking a seat.
Apparently, the seat that he took was right behind mine. I could feel the mood in the air change when he took his seat behind me. I ignored his presence for the remainder of the class.
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Welp I tried making this chapter longer than the last one. I hope my followers or readers enjoy my story so far! Also next chapter gets interesting :)
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Days of Old, Tomorrow Is New
General FictionWhen Alicia Melville transfers to a new school in Aeredale, her whole world gets flipped upside down. Alicia Melville, a 17 year old high school student, transfers to a new school of Timber Creek High when her father gets a new job. One encounter w...