Yaya's POV
I was standing in the middle of the class, all eyes on me. It's like they've been staring at me for minutes. It was disturbing and intriguing since I'm a new student.
The Teacher was about to introduce me, of course my parents arranges me with special treatment so that no problems may occur. "Okay everyone this is Miss Yah, she will be joining are class from now on." after the Teacher introduces me, i took a seat back as the Teacher starts the class discussing a lesson.
I felt relief when the classes eyes were now focus at the front to the teacher. A hour later, when the first class ended I stared at the seat beside me to notice it empty for the entire hour til now.
I was wondering if someone uses this chair, as I heard from my female classmates, a boy was sitting there but was absent for today. Seems like this boy was pretty famous because girls were talking about him a lot.
Not to be a gossip or anything but I just happen to overhear it on purpose, but it's not like I'm interested or something. Mom said it's unlady-like to gossip around so I don't usually talk about someone behind their back, as a lesson I learned from Mom.
As classes were ongoing, I just spent my first day studying.
It was lunch now and I was sitting alone in this big table for the moment, while seeing other students glancing their eyes at me. It's not like I was different or anything but? Why can't they just treat me like the others? I'm also human okay? I'm not really used to be praised, since I was born overprotected anf isolated by my parents showering me only with their love and companion. But as I don't like about my life was my parents prevented me from going to parties, having friends, going shopping by myself and lastly no relationship in short socialization is banned.
They said it was for the best. As a good daughter i have no choice but to obey my parents.
So yeah that's me alone.
"Hi there." I stop when i turn to my side to see a girl, i think one from my class.
"Hello." i awkwardly responded, it was my first time meeting someone and it was pretty awkward for me. My social life wasn't really the best I could ever tell right now.
She chuckles at me. "No need to to be so awkward Miss Yaya," she responded with enthusiasm, I let out a warm smile at her for being nice and I can't believe I'm too obviously awkward indeed an embarrassment for me.
"I'm sorry it's just that I'm not used to do something like this." I honestly say to her. "Please take a seat, I apologize for being rude." I continuously said which I mean to say. Since it's quite new to me. Socializing was one of the least things i could do well atleast i can show i am polite.
"Aww it's alright Miss Yaya. My name is Ying Lee, please to meet you." she nicely introduce herself, while meeting with her. I obviously notice, she wasn't malaysian or indonesian.
Base from her facial features, I bet her nationality is Chinese. She's wearing a blue round glasses, her eyes were pretty. The Ocean color blue eyes were stunningly beautiful, and she looks cute with her short bangs. Her black hair was tied into a twin pigtails.
"Nice to meet you Ying, please drop the formalities just call me Yaya." I insisted because I wasn't used to be called by that. It was my Dad who ordered to use formalities on me.
"Oh Okay then. So Yaya? Do you like it here?" Ying asks.
"Well it's nice here, Peaceful but lonely." i said averting my gaze away from her to my food. It was quite lonely i mean it.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry about it." she apologized quickly as I never thought. Ying was this nice. My mood shifted into joy.
After Lunch while me and Ying were talking about things, some Girls came talking bad things about Ying but unexpectedly Ying talks back to them. She confidently gets back at them effortlessly which concerns me a little bit. As we arrive at class we stop at the entrance. Ying was nice but her behavior is quite questionable, she can easily handle those girls away. She turns to me.
And I'm happy no one got hurt.
"Sorry you had to see that Yaya, just ignore them okay? They're just a bunch of b*tches messing around." i nodded to her as class was about to start.
Hours later. . .
As the last class ended while packing my stuff Ying was already outside. When i finished packing my stuffs someone grabs my wrist which hurts me a bit. I surprisingly turn to see those girls back then who Ying told about.
"Listen here you bitch! Don't you dare go on ruining our place! We don't care if you're rich, daughter of some world leader or etc! Stay away from us! If we see you anywhere near us you are dead! Do we make ourselves clear!" they threatened me, is started shaking as their glaring eyes were piercing through me. Their hatred was marked fully in their faces.
Obviously indicating for me to br afraid. I nodded shaking.
They smirk.
"Now run along, Oh and Yaya?" i stop my track.
"Don't you dare tell this to Ying or else." i gulped and nodded turning my back on them.
As i run outside, I unexpectedly bump into Ying. "Woah there? Are you alright? You look sweaty and shaking?" she noticed fast, I can tell Ying is a fast observer. As I look at her i fastly shook my head.
"I'm f-fine." I answered stuttering.
"Are you sure?" she ask suspiciously at me while observing my body movements. I sigh at her. "Yes I'm Fine Ying." I said letting out a warm genuine smile to fully hide my nervousness from her.
She ended smiling at me. "Okay then, Think I saw the guards at the gate waiting in the car. I will see you tomorrow okay?" As me and Ying both bids a goodbyes and separate to each other. I sprint to the gates walking slowly to the car. The nervousness within me was still there I can't believe there are people out there exists with such horrible motives.
Was this kind of people were Dad was talking about? The Villains in this life? I didn't expected this, never.
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