"Shit."
Everyone's heads turned to look at me.
Good job, you just cursed in front of your new class.
The teacher, whom I had assumed was to be assigned my class, stopped speaking and whipped her head around to glare at me.
I avoided her gaze and started picking up the millions of pins that had fallen on the floor. Scrambling for the ones that had gotten out of my reach, I heard the teacher resuming her speech not giving a care to how much difficulty I was having.
My hand was jabbing into the sharp sides and I kept on wincing in pain, but I still continued picking them up, desperate to have everyone's attention off me. I just felt, uncomfortable.
Curse my flimsy box.
"Here."
A hand full of pins came into sight. Whew, and a very veiny one too. Oof. Veins.
Me with the weird kinks lol.
I looked at who might have had these beautiful hands. Would you look at that its a-
Boy?
Holy fudgecakes.
-------------------------------------------------------------
"So you're telling me that you'd never spoke to a boy till you came here?"
"Partially correct. You need to count my brothers, Haden, and Boogles the hamster."
She gave me a questioning look, as if to say what the hell is wrong with this girl.
"Wait so who's Haden?"
I opened my mouth to answer but I stopped myself. Can't escape from this one, can I?
"My neighbour."
I replied in a monotonous tone, keeping the straightest face possible, to the point where I was speaking like a robot and my nose was pointed upwards and my eyebrows were frowned.
Too obvious.
She squinted her eyes before breaking out into a questionable smile.
"Oh really?"
----------------------------------------------------------
"Miss Tee, where do we sit?"
"Ah, anywhere is fine."
Everyone scrambled to the back seats.
The tables were all placed in pairs so there was absolutely no way i could be alone. Meaning I had to sit next to someone. That, equals to talking.
Which I absolutely hate doing.
By the time I had taken 3 steps into the classroom most of the seats had been taken up.
The front seats were filled up by most of the nerdy, hardworking,'teachers pet' kind of kids whereas the back seats were filled up by the cliques and gangstery like ones. Leaving...
The middle seats.
I slithered my way to the one right under the visualiser and sat myself there, waiting for the rest of them to fill up the empty ones, hoping maybe no one would sit next to me.
The chair beside me screeched backwards.
Curse my luck.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
"So you sat next to me because you thought I was Chinese? Ouch."
"Hey, don't get me wrong I just happened to sit next to you."
"Oh really now"
"Swear!" He threw his hands up in the air.
"Plus I kinda already knew you. Kind of."
"Wha-"
------------------------------------------------------
Of all people. Of all the people who could have chosen to sit here. It had to be him.
Obviously, because the world is against me all the time.
I scoffed.
He turned to look at me, slightly lifting the side of his hoodie. I caught glimpse of his eyes.
Talk about scared.
He looked terrified.
Was it me?
I did have a reputation to have a very intimidating first impression. I wouldn't blame him.
------------------------------------------------------------------
'Bzzt'
Fudge.
Was that a-
'BZZZZZZ'
A bee.
--------------------------------------
"Please, it was hilarious."
"Was not!"
"You were literally screaming your lungs off until I had to-"
"Shut up"
-----------------------------------------
"GET IT OFF ME I SWEAR IM GOING TO FREAKIN KILL"
"STAY STILL"
"AAAAAAAHHH"
"CAN'T YOU JUST-"
"ITS ON MY FACE"
"WOULD YOU JUST-"
"GET IT OOOFFFF PLEASE NOW AH-"
A slap echoed throughout the room before a very paralysed bee fell to floor.
"Shit I'm sorry I didn't know what to do so I just-"
"Wha-why..."
His hand.
"Wait is your face red?"
It touched my face.
"Did I slap you that hard?"
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
My name is Rya. And I might just be the most insecure, weirdest, crazy-ass'st person and this is my tale of an extremely awkward experience of life.
Biriyani, books, and boys.
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Heyy there, I'm kinda new
Still,
I'm gonna try my best so wish me luck!
Hopefully it doesn't turn out to be a complete and utter disaster ._.
~~Ayalah<33
-----------------------------------------------------------------
YOU ARE READING
Biriyani. Books. And Boys.
Teen Fiction"I'm not going in there and you can't make me." "Its just a cave, not a volcano, don't be such a baby" "Even she is going no?" "Akka is a scaredy-cat!" "Shut up stupid." My family is a hu-ge family. And by huge I mean exactly 10. If you count the ma...
