~~~Hanha's POV~~~
"You ok Hanha?" I hear a faint voice say. I just assume it's Catey. "Haven't you done enough to me already?" I answer.
"What did I do?" This time I hear it much better. "Nate?" "Yeah Hanha?"
Nate sits down beside me. I lean over and hug him tight. He hugs me back.
"It's ok Hanha, I've gotcha."
Suddenly the bell rings. "Well, we better get going." Nate and I get up and walk to our next class, English.
~~~Dallia's POV~~~
I sigh, throwing my tray out. Now that I'm alone, I'm quite scared. Hopefully that girl from earlier doesn't come to bully me again. Fortunately, she seems to be laughing with her friends. Probably about ANOTHER girl she's tormented. Boy, do I feel sorry for that poor soul.
Suddenly, the bell rings. I look at my printed out schedule. English Honors, room 22, with Mr. Hamilton. Hopefully Nate is in that class, I mean he is in my others...
I walk into the class right after the bell rings. I walk to an empty seat in the back of the room, happy to see Nate in the second seat of my row.
"Good afternoon!" Mr. Hamilton greets, walking to the front of the room. A mixture of "Hey"s and "Hello"s fill the room. He then notices me sitting in the back of the class.
"Oh, are you the new student?" He asks, and everyone turns to look at me.
I look at him, like a deer stuck in headlights. "Y-yeah, uhm... Yeah." I stammer, looking down at my binder. The teacher laughs. "Ok, Nameless, let's just move on and NOT tell the students and the teacher your name!" He responds sarcastically.
"It's Dallia. Dallia Mirrora." I hear a familiar voice say. Everyone in the room turns their attention to Nate.
"Got it. Dallia." Mr. Hamilton confirms. "Ok, Dallia, pay attention." He says, walking to the whiteboard. He begins to write something, blocked by his body. He turns around, done, and points to what he wrote.
"What is one word to describe Mr. Hamilton?" He reads what he wrote aloud, and points to a girl with icy-white hair.
"Bold." She replies immediately. He then points to someone with long, black hair and green eyes.
"Egotistical." She says with a smirk. "Watch it, but yes." He replies with a chuckle. He then points to Nate.
"Blunt." He says, laughing. "Wow Nate, you know me SO well!!! Now stop laughing at my expense before I come over there and I am forced to throw you-LITERALLY-out of this classroom."
Welp, that shut him up.
He points at a couple others.
"Sarcastic." "Strict." "Hilarious." "Amazing."
"Awwww, you all flatter me, no, really, but Dallia, do you get the gist of how things are around here?" Mr. Hamilton asks. I nod, and he begins the ACTUAL lesson for today.
