The principal's office was decorated with much taste. From what she saw, she knew directly that this man lived on high standards. He then turned to look at her. With her usual fear written all over her face, she bowed Ber head to great him.
"Good morning, sir..."
"Good morning dear, please present yourself."
"My name is Fruity Taylor and am here today to startup a new school year in your school."
She somehow thanked God right now that her silly mom took her time this morning to explain to her on how she was supposed to address the principal. With how clumsy this poor girl was, she could've said something unwillingly and lost her chance of entering the school.
She kept waiting for the man infront of her to talk but he remained quiet. She started panicking, but when she was about to lose hope he finally said...
"Your compartment key will be given to you at the end of the day. For your classroom, all you have to do is to follow the instructions found on the school map to find it. So far, you have to know the rules and regulations of this school young girl, it'll be easier for you to cope with me then. I like that my students should be neat at all times."
"Heard sir,"
She then bowed respectfully again before leaving the office. When she got out, she found that map and followed it. She finally reached at her class entrance when she again bumped into someone. This time that was it, she got pissed off! She looked up to talk when she guy quickly excused himself.
"Oh, sorry dear. Hope you're fine?"
"Iya"
" That's great. Hey, we're in the same class right?"
"I guess"
"That's cool. My name's Armsel Niles, and yours?"
"Am Fruity Taylor."
"Ok then. From what I see you've not entered the class yet, I already have a sitting position and there's one free beside me, you can settle there."
"Oh yes, thanks alot."
"Then it's okay, follow me."
She followed him into the classroom and when she was walking behind Armsel she noticed a group of girl that kept on staring at her as if wanting to kill her. She looked at them. That was crystal clear, despite the fact that she was a little bit introverted and shy at times, her mom made sure she will never get bullied by teaching her how to be a taught girl. She then just shot a look like, how dare you stare at me?! The girls immediately turned back to what they were doing, of course, it was nothing less than gossiping about each person that entered the classroom. So pathetic, Fruity thought.
Armsel noticed her earlier behavior and just smiled at her, not knowing why he was suddenly smiling so strangely, she just smiled back.
Fruity was not the type to ask many questions on people behavior. So she just sat there silent when Armsel started a conversation which she followed. They chit chatted for a long time and Fruity really felt lucky to have met this guy, he knew everyone and took his time to explain many things to Fruity.