Along Came a Luna

Chapter Seven

- Chelsea's Aesthetic -

I walked into the cafeteria. Well more like I limped into the cafeteria and was shocked to see everyone frozen in their step and staring at me. I guess this school wasn't used to new people. I stopped walking and scratched my wrist, something I do when I get nervous and uncomfortable. An animalistic growl left someone's stomach and everyone went back to their conversations. Well someone must be hungry... At least the attention is no longer on me.  Thank the lord for that! I saw a bunch of people lined up to get food and the smell of lasagne filled my nostrils. My stomach automatically grumbling.

Shut up you stupid sack of acid... we don't have any money so don't get all 'grumbling' with me!

I briefly looked around the room and saw an empty table in the back, perfect. I tried to hide my limp as I trudged my way to my table and as soon as I made it to my seat, I collapsed on the chair. I laid my head on the table, my hair covering my face and I tried to control my breathing. I am in so much pain... I then felt someone's eyes burning into my form. I looked around the room and locked eyes with a leprechaun. Pfft... got ya. Leprechauns don't exist silly!

No...  Instead, I locked eyes with the most beautiful human being I have ever seen. He was gorgeous, tan, had an amazing body that was covered by a white muscle tee and had these piercing green eyes. He's probably wondering what a washed-up piece of crap like me is doing at a place like this. Oh well... I placed my head back on the table and listened to my shaky breaths, still feeling eyes on me until a tray landed on my table. I looked up to see the same girl that hit me with the volleyball.

"Hey! I am so sorry for what happened in Gym class! I shouldn't be allowed to play... I hope you are okay! I honestly didn't mean to hit you, I am just so clumsy sometimes. My name is Chelsea by the way!"

"It's fine. Completely not your fault and I shouldn't be allowed to play either. I'm Arabella."

"Oh honey, I know. You are all the school has been talking about all day, other than Logan of course," she said whilst taking the seat opposite me. 

"Who's Logan?" I asked.

"Oh, only the hottest guy in this school. Any girl would kill to be in his presence..."

"Well that's a bit dramatic, isn't it?" I said with a questioning look on my face.

Chelsea laughed and replied with, "Well maybe a little, but oh well. Anyways, you left gym and didn't come back. So, I thought I would come up and check on you! I was also wondering if you would like to be friends? I could show you the ropes and help you out around here? Ya know, seeing as you are new and all that jazz!"

My automatic response would have been, "Yeah, sure!" because she seemed like such a sweet girl. Definitely best friend material. But I then started to think of the consequences. Richard wouldn't like this one bit. I can't risk putting her in danger by getting close to her. I was the best friendless. 

"Oh, I um, I think I'll be okay. Thank you so much for the offer but I like to stick by myse-" I was rudely cut off by the bell and I started to stand up, "-lf".

"Oh, okay... well as long as you are okay?" she asked.

"Yeah! I'm just peachy. Thank you though."

"No problem..." Chelsea seemed sceptical. I don't blame her. Before she went to leave she gave me a hug. Oh no...

I felt the need to cough but I held it in as she skipped away. I still felt eyes staring at me as people pooled out of the cafeteria, but I couldn't hold it in any longer. I hunched over and coughed into my hand. More blood. I grabbed the nearest unused napkin laying around, wiped off the blood, chucked it in the bin and walked away as if nothing had happened. However, I still felt those eyes on me. Hopefully, it wasn't that cute boy from before. If I had thought that he would see me as disgusting from before, I bet in his eyes I was beyond revolting.

I looked at my timetable and saw that I had English next. Ugh!

To quote Hamlet

Act III

Scene iii

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