Kianda

4 *Sasha*

I hear someone call my name. "Hey, Sasha." I look around where it's coming from. I see Jake wave at me. I walk up to him too. "Hi Jake," I say. That was random, from him. "What is it?" "I... I just wanted to introduce myself properly. I mean, it would be kinda rude if I'd just ask that one thing about French and then just never ever talk again, wouldn't it?" he says. Yeah, I agree. But I don't actually care. He begins his little talk about himself. I listen well. When he says that he wants to join that club, I want to say that he doesn't have to just because of me, but Katy comes to us before I can say anything. "Hey Jake! I heard that," she says. She proposes to let him take me to that club. Uhm, Katy! Let me make my own friends, maybe? "Well, that would be an idea, yeah," Jake answers. 4 o'clock outside school, we arrange. It's fine by me, and my mom lets me do a lot, except finding contact with Kianda's. "Yeah, that's fine. See you then!" I say, then leave to find a seat. I need to find my own bubble. Personal space. Did Katy just do that? Why?

When we find a seat to eat, I look around and say to Katy: "What? Why did you just do that?" Katy looks up from her phone, she's instagramming, and answers: "What? Oh, that. Ya know, if ya gotta crush, ya just need to go to him and do something with him. If not, you'll never survive. And, above that, the fact he's into archery too, is such a benefit! Ya should use that. I don't regret it, at all, girl." That one word tips my brains, a little too hard. "My crush? What? He's not-," I start. "Oh, I know he is. That way ya lookin' at him. I can tell he won't leave your mind after today. I only helped ya. And, he wasn't just coming to ya because of that thing at French class. It ain't him. He's not like that," she says before I can finish my sentence. I sigh. This will not make any sense at all. She'll keep up with her thoughts anyways. I'll leave it be, and I'll meet him at 4 outside school. I'm doing it for the archery.

Art class followed after the lunch break. 2 hours of drawing easy things. Boring. These tables are set up differently then in normal classes. There are five tables with each five chairs. I follow Katy as she goes to sit at a table with two girls at it already. "Hey, I don't know ya yet! Who're ya?" one girl says. "Hi, I'm Sasha. I've changed schools last year," I answer. "And who are you then?" "I'm Jane and this is Susie," the other girl says. Susie has long, straight black hair and brown eyes. Jane looks like another girl I met last year, on the other school. She has red hair and blue, greyish eyes, but more blue than Jake's eyes. "Nice to meet you," I say and then look up to the teacher, who start stalking: "Hello all. I'm Tina Camar. You will start this lesson with a mindmap, or anything alike, to introduce yourself. Ofcourse, you will get a grade for it. You get a grade for everything we do in class." She starts to hand out paper. As she gives it to me, she asks me who I am. "Sasha, but I'll introduce myself better on this paper," I answer. She laughs. When I get my paper, I grab my pencil case and start drawing. I draw a little girl, that looks like me. I write everything important about me on there too, around the girl. At the end of the lesson I hold it up, as Jane asks me to show her. "Wow, girl. That looks so great!" she says about it. "Yeah, that's going to be an A+ for sure," Susie adds. Jake sits behind them and I see he looks at my drawing too. He nods approvingly. He sees that I'm watching him, so he turns around, back to his own drawing. He draws a simple mindmap. Like all the boys normally do. I hand in my 'artwork' as Katy names it and when I come back I see Lucas standing at our table. Close to Jane. "Oh Sasha, I haven't told ya yet, but Lucas and I are together," she says, looking at Lucas, who looks at me with an interesting look. I can't deny, he is pretty cute. But not my type. "Hi. I heard you and Jake are going to the archery club this afternoon. I promise ya, he's an awesome guy," he says. I feel myself turn a little more red, but he doesn't seem to notice. "It's only because Katy has other things to do, there's nothing special about it," I answer. Nu-uh, he will not think of that yet. Not yet. First we'll do the archery club, and we'll see what's next. The bell rings and I walk to outside