Destiny

CHAPTER 9

Gwen shoved the hood over her head, Freya shoved it off, Gwen shoved it on again, Gwen took it off again, Gwen sighed
" Frey , really, you're not helping, you can't exactly go out like this you know"

"Why not? They are just a few unnoticeable changes" Freya shrugged

"Unnoticeable? Okay lets go"
Gwen grabbed her backpack, Freya following suit they walked out of the dorm. The first person who met them who met them stopped in his tracks

"Freya! What happened to you?" Alan exclaimed in surprise

"I-erh- is it really that obvious?" she whispered uncomfortable

"Yes-yes, very, what type of make up is that, and your hair, did you dye it?" he continued to ask

" No no, its not make up, i swear i didn't even moisturize" she defended

" What a liar" Lyn intercepted , stopping behind Alan
" You think because everybody likes you, you can do anything you want?---- last i checked, this was still a school"

Gwen gave her the I told you so look before coming to her defence
" Oh shut up Lyn, you've got mascara on and lipgloss on, I'm guessing you also forgot this was a school"

She shoved the hood back on Freya's head and led her away
" Next time little girl, when elders talk, listen" Gwen scolded

"But its so hot and stuffy" Freya whined

" Shush it baby,no one asked you to go get all pretty"

" its not like i had a choice " she grumbled as they finally stepped into class.

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Freya's head was on the desk the whole time, more than half of the class had asked if she was ill. The others just stared for a while and walked away, Lyn and her girls were part of the other half. Those girls didn't like her, but she was too busy thinking about herself to bother. At first, she was upset by it, but after a session with Mr.Hayford, she got to understand that, if everyone liked you, you, you got a big problem, besides haters make your life more interesting, in a way.

"Good morning class" Miss Venera greeted as she entered, Freya and Gwen froze, when students hated you, you could deal with it, somehow, but what do you do if a teacher feels the same way, they still hadn't found out yet

"Oh God I'm toast" Freya murmured
Miss Venera scanned the class, someone was missing
"Where is Freya Albany" she asked sternly
Even with her head on the table she could feel all eyes bore into her, she slowly lifted a hand without raising her head, Gwen smacked it down, she glanced up at her
" That's the hand with the tattoo" she mouthed
Freya raised the other
" I'm here Miss Venera"

" Where are you? I can't see you, how dare you disrespect me, stand when I'm speaking to you, stand now!" she ordered

Freya jumped out of her seat, she stood with her head bowed, the hood over it
" Whats that you are wearing, take that hood of this instant!"

" But i-i can't" she whispered

"What? What did you say, how dare you" Miss Venera growled

Gwen jumped in to defend her
"She -- she has caught a cold, she needs to wear it to stay warm"

Miss Venera threw a glare to Gwen
" Was i talking to you Miss Bayley?"

"No mam" she answered quietly

" See me after school, both of you, you've got detention" turning back to Freya
" Now take that thing off this instant"

"She can't" Lyn sneered