Needless to say, I ended up falling asleep once again. The next thing to awaken me was actually the bell. I quietly groan, irritation evident in my tone. I run my hand through my hair and I pack my stuff up, then I'm out the door.
I walk around the maze of a school and I try to at least be able to eat my lunch. I eventually make it to the cafeteria, and as I head to the table that Zoe, Yui, and a few others are at. I wasn't particularly interested in anyone here other than Zoe, but she seemed to enjoy their company. I guess I'll stick around.
After but a few seconds, Zoe brings the attention to me. "Hey (Y/N), is everything alright? You didn't even introduce yourself in class," she asks with concern lacing her cutesy voice. "Oh, about that...I may or may not have forgot?" I reply, pinching the end, accidentally turning the statement into a question.
She gives me that 'I don't believe you but I won't question it' look, and we go on with our lunch. I get bored before lunch is even half done, so I make my way to the exit. I hope to head to the school's library, but I don't know my way around. I ignore this fact thinking I'd be able to find my way. (deep down, I knew I would have some sort of issue)
Just as I am taking a few steps from my table, I feel some slight force on most of my body, and I push back out of instinct. Some little guy bumped into me, and my slight force was enough to knock them over. Feeling guilty, I begin to offer my hand when someone beat me to it.
I freeze up in shock when I eventually decide to see who this person was. Big mistake. I look to the figure helping this guy. I'm immediately met with a fierce glare, which catches me off guard. The ...man? Who is helping the guy I accidentally knocked over is easily 5'9, and he is obviously strong. His body seems to be completely made of muscle.
"Pretty people are up to no good," His voice seethed in a dangerous manner.
'I'm not even pretty.'
"S-sir, I think there's been a misunderstanding..." I trail off muttering incoherences after the sentence. My head is hung low, whereas my voice was much to quiet for the large crowd that I didn't quite notice to even hear.
"What was that?" The tall guy asks with more venom in his tone than before. Shadows cast over my eyes as I glare up at him. "I said there's been a misunderstanding," The venom in my tone rivaling the guy.
'I regret this I regret this I regret this'
I make eye contact once again, trying desperately not to allow my mask of steadiness to waver. The guy looks taken aback, it's evident by his facial expression and the way he slightly flinches backwards.
"Don't let me see this behavior again," He says in an attempt to regain his composure.
He looks around in a slightly intimidating manner to dispose of the increasing crowd.
I take this opportunity to straighten my posture and re-harden my cold gaze. I look around at all of the people who have surrounded me, the skinny guy, and the buff dude. Some people leave with just that, but I take things a step further.
"Is it polite to be sticking your nose in this personal affair?" My voice spills in the most menacing way possible.
I make eye contact with the other new kid in the Fashion Department. I turn my resting face into a slightly cold glare before turning around and leaving.
I actually exit, however, I waisted so much time that it isn't even worth looking for the library anymore. Instead, I make my way back to the classroom I came from. Upon arrival, I am faced with the blond boy who never speaks. 'I wonder if he saw any of that...' I choose to just enter the room. (even though I know I wasn't supposed to) I approach my isolated desk and set my stuff down. Just as quickly as I had entered, I was gone. Little did I know, there was a pair of well disguised eyes glued to me.
I wander around aimlessly in the hallways, when I eventually realize that there are few (if any) differences in any of them. I try not to panic, but the thought of being late to class on my first day is encroaching my mind.
Ring ring
Shock surges through me as the shrill sound of the school bell rings all around me in the empty hallway. Anxiety amplified the sound bouncing off of the walls, but I feel some relief when I see people begin to speckle the hallway.
I cautiously begin to approach someone, until I notice their...strange attire. They are wearing an orange top and orange bottoms. The shirt is slightly unbuttoned, revealing a white tank top underneath. Come to think of it, it's very similar to the clothing of the guy that had confronted me in the cafeteria.
Realization
It all sinks in.
'I'm not in fashion department anymore'
I am dangerously close to hyperventilation when someone approaches me. It's... The guy from the cafeteria. I begin speaking without thinking. "Hi, um... it's me from before. I'm sorry to bother, but I-I'm lost,"
He looks surprised to say the least, his jaw dropped and he stared at me in disbelief.
I can pretty much hear him thinking 'Is she bipolar or something?'
His brain is a temporary blank until the girl in front of him asks a question. "Can you give me directions to the fashion department?" She asks in a very soft, quiet tone.
This, my friends, is when he realized how he was the one to make a mistake back in the cafeteria. He pressured her, and she responded.
"It's down the hall behind you, then to the left," he says in a casual, yet nervous tone. "Oh, by the way, I'm sorry about earlier. I must have misread the situation,"
"Don't worry about it, I'm sorry too. Thanks for the directions, by the way," I sang gleefully, a closed-eyed smile apparent on my visage.
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This chapter is unedited, I hope you don't mind too much. Also, this is my first time writing a chapter with more than 1k words! I hope you enjoyed this extra long chapter, I've been working on it for a while.
