Me, Myself and I

05 - The squirrel, the dinosaur and the fish

In the next day, when I arrived at school it was basically more of the same. People that I didn't know and that didn't know me, saying bad things about me and me wanting to punch them because of their comments.

The rest of the morning, however, was not.

Don't worry, I'll explain.

So there I was, minding my own business in Maths class, when a guy enters the classroom. The problem: I knew who he was. Which was not really that good. But then I thought. "Wait... I'm in an advance Maths class. What is he doing here?" And then he noticed me. And, of course, smirked at me. I looked away. Why does Adam have to be so stupid?!

"Class." Mrs. Wilson said. "This is Adam Johnson. He has moved to this class. I will not say the motives that is up to you to ask him if he wants to answer, of course." Why was Mrs. Wilson so... professional! I mean like, literally! She shows no emotion at all. And her face makes her look like she is a cartoon witch.

Literally!

She's pale as hell, her eyes are cold (that includes color and expression), she has no idea of how to use eyeliner (not that I don't either but at least I know that it shouldn't be 0,5 cm from the eye) and she seems to have some sort of weird alopecia in the forehead.

When I was lost in my thoughts of how terrible Mrs. Wilson was, she told Adam to sit at the table next to mine. I was at the end of the classroom next to a window. So after the quick and simple introduction that Mrs. Wilson made I just started looking at the cars outside and didn't notice that bright Mrs. Wilson has decided to put Adam at the table right next to mine.

After a couple of minutes, I heard Mrs. Wilson calling my name. "Caroline Meadows!" I looked at her. "Yes, Mrs. Wilson?" I said immediately. And as always, everyone else laughs at me. It's a thing of mine. When a teacher calls me I always immediately say that...

"Would you like to finish the equation on the board? It's about the new subject we have just been talking about." She said with the pen in her hand. "Sure..." I said standing up in some sort of shy way.

I made my way to the board. The people were all staring at me. Like they were laughing at me with their look. "Why does this always have to be like this?" I thought to myself. When I was next to Mrs. Wilson she gave me the pen. I was so nervous.

I looked at the board. "C'mon Caroline. You got this you already studied the book while people were making the rest of the 10 equations last week. You got this. Just try to remember!" I looked at the board once again.

"Miss Meadows, we're waiting." Mrs. Wilson said. And then I heard it. I know it was almost silent but I heard anyway. A guy from the back whispered something. "More like Mrs. Johnson..." And with that, my brain clicked. It's something that sometimes works for me. When I paralyze, if someone gets me mad my brain starts working faster. So as I'm basically always mad at people it makes my brain constantly work harder.

Back to reality. Once I heard what that guy said, I immediately started writing on the board.

Before I could even notice, I had already solved it. When I finished it I turned around. Everyone was in the same position as before.

Then I looked at Mrs. Wilson and gave her the pen. "May I get back to my seat now?"

"Yes, you may." She sounded both annoyed and bored. Like she wanted me to fail.

And so I quickly got back to my seat with my cheeks burning like hell. I push up my glasses back in the place and looked at the window again.

"Hey, Caroline!" I heard someone whispering. "Caroline!" I looked to the right. Adam was looking at me.