I was a second year college student and enrollment just ended. Everyone in the class plans to have the same schedule with everyone and I was drag into it.
I tried myself to get to another schedule but they hid my papers for changing. They even threatened me so I have no choice. Another year of lonely life will be coming again.
It's not like I don't like my classmates. Well, a little but I also wanted to meet other faces. To them, sticking around is the best so that everybody will know each other. As if I wouldn't know. They have crushes in our class so they just wanted to stick to them to flirt around.
The classes had started few weeks ago and things are getting serious around in the class.
"Arian, do you have any assignment in Physics? I forgot mine so can I borrow yours?" says a girl early in the morning. Borrow? Maybe she meant copy!
"Yeah sure." I said as I handed mine to her. Her smile was until her ears. This girl didn't do her assignment at all.
She quickly skip to her desk and started writing and scribbling. Few minutes later, a bunch of mushrooms came on sprouting on her sides with notebooks on their hands.
As expected, they all went and copied.
See? This is the very reason why they won't let me go. I became the source of every assignment in class. However, I'm not that stupid to play with them. I also have my techniques.
"Good morning class." Our Physics teacher exclaimed on our second period. Everyone answered in chorus joyfully.
"Bring out your assignments."
Everyone scrambled and pulled out everyones note.
The teacher was so delighted to see such active faces for making our assignments. They all went smiling.
The teacher called the girl who first borrowed my note because she was confident. She stood up, walked to the board like a model and started scribbling on the whiteboard.
Everyone was amazed except for one person, the teacher.
"Ms. Harold, I guess you didn't listen to your assignment last day." She said as MS. Harold went back to her seat.
"That was the assignment ma'am." She defended trying to look at me.
The teacher then flip few pages in her book then stopped in the fifth flip. She moved her thick, lensed glasses then she looked at the girl with raised eyebrows.
"That assignment was given to Ms. Nightray." She spoke in a very threatening voice.
Everyone went dead.
"what is the meaning of this!? You never knew what your assignment at all?"
The girl stood there motionless.
The teacher huffed and called for volunteers. In the end, no one stood up. They went all in silent modes and to top of it, they received early lesson for manners.
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The morning schedule ended successfully as the 11:00 o'clock lunchbreak was starting. I quickly went out of the classroom right after the teacher. I don't want to upset my stomach anymore because it has been growling non-stop.
I walked down the stairs with everyone else. The stairs seemed to be so long for me as the students were walking so slow towards the ground floor. To top it all, everybody was so noisy.
At last, my nightmare ended as I finally stepped into the tiled ground floor. Everybody then changed their course of road. Some went to the exit gates, some to the canteen and some to the place unknown to me.
It was 11:20 as I reached the green yards of the school. it was a wide, spacious grassy land and this place made me feel so soothing. It feels like I am so free, free of any insults and whatever.
As my stomach continued to rumble, I grab my lunchbox right in my dark blue jansport backpack. I opened my lunch and I stared at it. it's not that awesome to look at but it made my stomach feel at ease.
"Corned beef with rice and fried egg on the side." I mumbled as I took my spoon in my other container.
I grab a spoonful of rice and munched joyfully. I savored it and swallowed right down to my very hungry stomach.
"Awesome." I whispered to myself.
I quickly took another spoonful of rice with corned beef on the top to savor more. This is the best things in my life that I'm very proud of.
My lunch was half done but I was still eating when I suddenly felt someone was behind me. Oh please, I hope that it's not her.
I took a slow head-turn while munching some rice.
First I saw was the high heeled sandals. Next was the very short skirt in light pink partnered with a white sexy shirt that hugged on her body perfectly. And the face, great, it's the bitch. Just my rotten luck.
"Hey weirdo." She barked as she came nearer to me.
I didn't bother answering and I continued my meal. Why do this girl have to be here always?
"Ignoring me again huh? You really have the guts." She hissed.
Her words are starting to fly dead in my mind. For the past years, her bully-talk has made my ears deaf.
"Please, go away. My food is starting to taste salty." I muttered not looking at all to her.
She sat down beside me as she looked at my lunch. I stopped munching as she did this. She covered her nose as she smelled my lunch.
"What is that, trash?" she asked in a smirk.
If only we're not in school today, I would've smacked her face for good with Sakura Haruno's mighty punch that no one would recognize her. I would love to see that.
I ignored her howl and I continued my munching.
"Are you a rat or something? How can you eat such garbage?" she continued.
"Shut up well you. State your business and go away already." I mumbled.
As I did this, she took something from here fancy bag. She then placed it on my hand.
"what is this?" I asked as I looked at the sweet smelling, pink envelope.
She chuckled in a very insulting way.
"Can't you see it? it's an invitation." She answered.
I was silent. Party by Maddie and I'm invited, intriguing.
"It's actually my birthday next Friday. I wanted you to come by to, you know, have some fun."
"I have my own fun and you don't know a bit about it." I answered.
"I know. It's anime but why don't you try some other fun?" she spoke almost trying to convince me.
I huffed as I put the envelope in my bag.
"I'll try about it." I answered.
"That's great. Oh well. I'll be going now. Bye Arian." she scoffed as she walked away from me releasing a wicked laugh.
She's like a witch. And what am I, snow white? Cinderella? No way. I'll never be like that. I may be like this but I'm not a machine made for bullying and insulting purposes.
Not at all.