Hidden Hunger

8. New Chick

Destiny's POV
I've seen in movies what being the new girl in high school would be like, but I never imagined it was as bad as this.

Students were blatantly staring right at me it was so unnerving. Guys were eyeing me like a piece of meat as I walked by and girls were eyeing me like I was the enemy. I'm pretty sure that this is my first time here so how the hell do I have people already giving me hate stares. If uncomfortable was a person, It would be me right now, now I know how Cady from Mean Girls felt when she moved to the US after living in the jungle for twelve years.

I slowly creeped through the hallways of the public school my head hung low as I followed Jahmal's lead. I took a deep breath to calm my fraying wires as I rubbed my temples.

After a few turns in this maze of an institution we arrived at the principal's office. Jahmal knocked softly on the door, a loud voice transcended the door "enter!"
While I was quaking in fear behind Jahmal my feet still crept one before the other following Jahmal into the room. We entered a bland office with two chairs infront of an old mahogany desk and sitting behind was stern looking old man with a head full of gray hairs.

I quickly read the sign on the desk that said 'Principal Brathwaite'
"Have a seat kids I don't bite" Jahmal and I sat "You must be Destiny Rodriquez I just know you will be a welcomed addition to our institution. Here is your handbook and timetable, Jahmal I trust you will show her to her first class?"
"Yes sir " Jahmal replied hastily as Principal Brathwaite showed us out of his office.

"Um uh.." I turned around to see a weird looking Jahmal his eyes were casted down and his face looked like that of a kindergarten student trying to solve a quadratic equation.

"What is your first subject?"

"History... if I'm reading this right"

"So your first class is this way" he said softly as he took soft steps down the hallway. The bell rang while we were in the office and the hallways were now uninhabited.

" Hurry up we're already late " Jahmal said and I started to jog behind him just to keep up with his brisk walking.

God these halls are long I groaned pulling my favorite Prada bag over my shoulder. Prada on the first day, what can I say? I wanna make a statement.

'I'm fashionable and relatable and ...I'm not super rich.'
I slapped my forhead, why did I wear my Prada bag then? All those preparations I made for my first day seem useless right now.
Umm... I'm sure a bag like this is affordable, I nod to myself
"You'll be fine" said Jahmal with a small smile
"Here we are" he said motioning towards the large wooden door. I exhaled loudly as Jahmal knocked.
"Come in" said a voice, Jahmal unlocked the door and we went inside.

I heard him explain to the teacher whose name I overheard Jahmal say, Ms. Price. I looked up at her as she was speaking to Jahmal and she was alot younger than I thought she would be she was no more than twenty five years old. She had shoulder length blonde hair and was dressed in a very sleek red dress, she looked overall very stylish.

"Hi" she said to me and I blushed shyly mutter a soft hello in response, curse my shyness.
"I just love your handbag" she said as she smiled

"Thank you" I replied louder this time gaining some confidence. Ms. Price must have sensed my nervousness and started talking to me in order to help me with my jitters.

"Class this is Destiny Rodriquez and she will be joining our class as of today, please do your best to make her feel welcome."said Ms. Price

Everyone eyed me thoroughly from head to toe, some of the guys made cat calls while some of the girls immediately start whispering to the friends next to them, observing me through their synthetic lashes. I swallowed hard, as panic was setting into my eyes as I scan the room frantically and was met with eager orbs at every angle.

"Just relax" Jahmal whispered, yeah easy for you to say I thought to myself I looked at him with pleading eyes. I think I wanna go home now, my palms were starting to become sweaty and clammy as gripped the strap with both hands for dear life.

"Take your seats guys" said Ms. Price

"Sorry I'm over here" Jahmal says scratching the back of his neck apologetically. He takes a seat amongst who I assume to be his friends who automatically scoot their chairs closer to him probably to question him his weekend or something.

I sighed 'must be nice' I thought to myself, having a group of people to welcome you with open arms daily. Searching the room I spotted the only empty seat in the classroom, it was all they way at the back next to a green haired person. I started walking down the isle passing curious onlookers who blatantly stared me down, I study my toes as I put one foot infront of the other to get to my destination. My baby blue toe nails had never been so interesting since I got them done, I had to make to make it interesting to take mind off of the staring or I would crack under the pressure.

Jahmal's POV

"DUDE WHO THE HELL IS THAT?" my bestfriend Chad whisper yelled while flailing his arms around dramatically his shoulder length dreadlocks swinging left and right.
"Dude you get all the babes" he slammed his head against the desk in defeat.
"Mhmm Mhmm" Zack said as he adjusting his blue rimmed Rayban glasses.

I looked at Destiny's nervous form tiptoeing to the back of the room. She looked so fragile, in need of my protection. That was what I was tasked with doing watching over her, I don't have time to be ogling her. I steeled my mind, a good friend is all I need to be right now. I'm Jahmal Black and I've never encountered an obstacle that I couldn't overcome.

I wish there was something I could do about all the staring.....
Hmmm.....
Wait there is! I smirked knowingly as I turned my attention to Ms. Price.
"Ms. Price what were you saying about this month's G-Party?"
Everyone piped up their head turning almost instantly, mentioning the G-Party caused the chain reaction I was hoping for. A G-Party is a monthly party held by various clubs to gain funding for their activities. The club is able to hold it wherever and however they desire and all events are provided with security guards by the school. All in all its a pretty cool gig even though the school takes twenty percent of the profits. Its still eighty percent more than you had in the first place. This month the cheerleading squad would be doing theirs and that automatically is going to make it one of the most talked about and attended G-Party of the year. I glanced back at a grateful looking Destiny who was now sitting in her seat and taking what I assume to be calming breaths.

Destiny's POV
Thank you for that save Jahmal, I sighed resting my head on the desk. I turned my head to the right and saw a head of green hair, a lip piercing and an ocean of droll. I laughed and the eyes sprung open I covered my mouth "So..so..rry I.." I stuttered ugh so not cool Destiny I thought to myself. The sleepy girl noticed the desk full off droll and sat upright blinking what seems to be a few million times in what I believe is an attempt to fully wake up.

" .....Ew" she said scrunched up her face in disgust and I chuckled thinking about how her hair looked like the grinch. She shot me a look and I immediately stopped.
" something funny princess?" She asked menacingly,I swallowed in fear with wide eyes.

Yup I'm dead I can't believe I managed to make an actual enemy on the first day of school.

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