To Be Different

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So this is interesting. Everyone just stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at us. Seriously, I'm not used to this attention. I'd prefer to be on my own doing my own thing. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a sadist but I like minding my precious business.

Okay, so I got interrupted from thinking by my lovely Miss Amanda after clearing her throat. I zoned out again,this is so sad....

"Alex, Anie meet your new classmates. Guys meet your new classmates too. They are from Nigeria so they got transferred here and I expect you to be kind to them" she states looking pointedly at a particular cute guy with brown hair and green eyes.

Damn I love those eyes! I want them so bad. Wait how come Americans get to have beautiful eyes and we Nigerians don't? Well I should be grateful to God for creating me, I'm not going to compare myself to anyone. No matter how we look like we are still created in God's image.

"Not if I can help it Miss manda" he replied sarcastically with a smug look on his face. Well green eyes doesn't have a good character.
"I pray I don't have anything to do with him"
I muttered under my breath but I think Alex heard me cause he gave me that stupid confused look.

"Jason, I'm not going to be arguing with you this morning, it's too early to waste my energy on someone....someone like you" Miss Amanda said,frustrated .

Oh so green eyes is Jason! I thought his name would be something like Scott. But I still like his name tho. It's cute. Okayyyyy, I really need to concentrate!!

After some moments of tensed silence , I finally broke the tension in the air. " Well ma'am, aren't we supposed to like...like.....you know, have our own lockers, like personal lockers, you know the ones students have in the movies. When are ...are we like going to get them." By this time, I was totally confused and I have know idea of what I'm blabbering about.

Alex and miss Amanda just snickered a little by my sudden urge to ask about lockers! Well sorry! I was only trying to ease the tension and there they go snickering at me.

"Oh Anie, don't worry about your lockers, After the class I'd show you the both were they are, but for now we really need to stop getting distracted by stupid things and let's get this class started! You can sit down please " she states as she smiles at us.

I start searching the class for a seat and then I found one beside the window, I sighed and started to walk towards the direction of my soon-to-be-new seat. I was just about to reach the table when I tripped on something. I could have sworn I didn't see any thing or obstruction on the way that I would have tripped for.

Then the whole class started laughing like as if what happened was funny. I tried to keep my cool, I'm not going to get angry because I fell down on the first day of my new school. Alex came and gave a hand to help me up.

" Are you okay An? " he asked clearly concerned with a little scowl on his face." Yeah, I'm fine " I replied as I searched on the floor for possibilities as to why I tripped.

"Awnnn, did the cute black girl trip" an annoying high pitched voice from my side said. I instantly snapped my head towards her direction. She had a strawberry blonde hair, thin pink lips,high cheek bones and she also had too much of mascara smudged on her eyes. But she's pretty tho.

Then it hit me like a rock, obviously she was the one who put her feet on the way for me to fall. But I don't understand, why would she do that. I don't even know her.

I didn't say anything I just stared at her and smiled, I just continued to walk towards my seat again without tripping this time around. Alex managed to also find a seat not too far from mine. I met his eyes and he nodded with a grin as if too tell me that everything would be okay.

But I don't think it would, I already have an enemy that I don't even know about!! Why does the universe hate me. I want friends not enemies for goodness sake. I smiled back and concentrated on what the teacher was saying. I need to listen in order to get good grades or else mum and dad wont be happy with me, and that my dear would land me in a lot of trouble ain't ready for.

I brought a note from my back pack as I started jotting what Miss Amanda is saying. I was so concentrated on Miss Amanda that I didn't realize some one staring intently at me from my side. I shrugged it off, thinking they were just looking around randomly, probably bored of what the teacher might have been saying.... Then he stared again, I knew it was a guy cause this time around I turned to stare back.

Awnnnn. He's actually cute, with his light brown skin not as dark as mine ,light brown eyes piercing into mine and his dark curly hair. Okay, so I figured immediately that he is a black American not an African.

I love black Americans,like I seriously love them! They are just so unique and cute. This might sound cliche but I really wish to be a black American in my next life, that is if there would be a next life.....

Immediately I started staring back he looked away, then I also turned my attention back to the teacher but from the corner of my eye,I could see him smiling which results to me smiling too.

Squeeeeeeeeee.

I hope our guys like this chapter, I couldn't really get ideas but I managed to update anyways.
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