They finally fixed their position with awkward looks that red headed dude was throwing at the expectedly clueless female lead. As I was taking my time looking at them with my lips pursed and spread which probably gathered the fat of my face to my cheeks, the boy beside me, whom I almost forgot, opened his mouth hesitantly.
"Um - d - do you perhaps need help with anything? "
I looked at him for a second, does his fringe not poke his eye? I've had them when I was in my previous world, I cut it out of boredom, it was short, above my eyebrows, it grew but it eventually hurt my eyes so mother always had to tie it up while scolding me.
" Uh - I'm - would you like to go t- together? " , his words broke my train of thought
" Ah! Yes let's go, what's your name, by the way? ", his face behind that fringe somehow lit up then he answered eagerly
" It's Chastain Bellamy "
" That's a nice name " I can't really think of anything to say after asking for his name, what do people do when they talk to people? I should've probably just smile, just to be safe.
It's really quiet, there are bustling noises of the students in the auditorium, we're probably close so I turned to him.
" Hey, we should probably hurry up " I was surprised by his serious look, as if he's in deep thought
" Ah.. Y-yes let's go, oh, my lady still haven't told me her name" he finally replied after letting out a flustered expression.
" Oh that was impolite of me, my name is Louisse de la Rue " did I even say that name right? I feel like I'm a con man my mother often complained about.
After that, we ran towards the open door and sneaked in, the words floating above each pair of lines of students were life savers, we easily found where we were supposed to be in. When we've settled ourselves, an elegant lady walked towards us, her green tea-like hair tied in a braid accentuated her slender neck, albeit aged, she still looks youthful. Her puffed sleeved-blouse hung her shoulders whit her long layered skirt gilded with gold and corset showed her figured, she looks like what I want to be when I grow old, except for that stick on her right hand and stern gaze of her eyes that shelters her black pupils. As I marveled at her elegance, our eyes met.
Holy---onardo de caprio ... our eyes met, she's definitely a teacher
" Young lady, I assume you are capable of paying attention to where it is needed "
I couldn't utter a word so I just turned to the one giving the speech, it was a long speech, this school is mostly composed of nobles yet I see most of those around me showing grimace in their faces and I can feel my back and hips hurting more than it did when I would try standing up back in the hospital. What's impressive is the lady two on front of the line. I peeked at the professor behind me and we met eyes again, I turned back and saw the lady at the front, her manner of standing looks like she was born to stand. I closed my eyes tightly then open them, only to accidentally land on Chastain's direction who was looking at me, I looked at him with half my eyes open and smile while doing my habit of showing a double chin and spread nose with pursed lips. Strange, he looked flustered as he was pointing behind me, I totally forgot about the professor behind me who gave an inward cough or something like that.
The ceremony came to an end like that after everyone applauded the speaker. We were then asked to face the professor behind me who turns out to be Professor Fortin.
"Ladies and Young Masters, I'm hoping that we'll duly spend our 4 years together and I am expecting that each day would be a day of good rebuttal and discussion about the subjects that will be taught to you, status, wealth, and power , as you've heard, is of no regards inside our class, now follow me to the room where we'll be meeting everyday"
After a quick threatening smile at me, she finally lead us to what will be our classroom for four years. Will I be able to make friends? Will it be as fun as I've always envisioned it to be? Will I do good? I cannot wait.