A Monday morning, a cool and relaxing atmosphere. It was cloudy but bright, though the happiness emitting from NS seniors made it brighter.
We were finally going to RM. A lot of people looked forward to this moment when they can try out things that NS doesn't provide, like a music class or a swimming team.
They weren't this excited when the new cafeteria was open, the cafeteria which I had never entered because I don't want to remember that look the principal gave us. That look of 'We are better you aren't'. It was annoying, and I just feel like my momma's food taste better.
Besides having lunch while watching hot guys eat wasn't that bad. Lucy's words, not mine.
Now back to the main topic, going to RM. the idea of stepping foot into the RM grand hall was exhilarating. We had heard so many stories from the other seniors. Even I was curious.
The main aim of this project was to socialize. It was suitable for NS students to make connections with the RM for better opportunities for university and all that.
It was said that when one had the protection of one of the RM's students, there was no need to hustle. Big connections could bring you access to an Ivy League college or land you a job where you get paid well. Networking was a big deal on Lara's island.
Everyone wanted to meet rich people, except me, who wanted to go and meet the music teacher. I had finished composing my song notes for the first time but I was yet to show them to anyone. And NS had no art classes, weird I know. That's why I always say that the system was rigged. The law of equal opportunities was being defiled, but who am I to judge? Sigh.
I had successfully written my project and submitted it, so I was able to follow the others.
If I didn't have a motive, I would have stayed behind.
Sigh.
Gosh, I am so tired. We had numerous sales yesterday, which we haven't had for a while now and I was glad. We haven't even heard from the demolition company yet. I wonder if Jason helped me out. I told mom it was Dad's idea to destroy our only source of living and she had been gloomy since then.
Another sigh.
I closed my laptop when I was done typing the last line of my diary. Smiling, I walked out of the library and headed towards the courtyard where everyone was gathered to take the bus.
Lucy saw me and headed toward where I was. Johnny who was with her also followed.
Both of them were bickering back and forth.
I shook my head when I heard they were arguing about a harry potter book. Lucy doesn't want to believe that Hermione was Emma Watson. They were Harry Potter fans, Jason a book fan, and Lucy a movie fan. When it comes to Harry Potter, they were ready to argue for weeks.
I simply took my phone and googled it.
She gasped and could not refute what she saw. I wonder; why argue when you have google?
Johnny gave her a smug look. "And you said you are a movie fan. You are a sham, Lucy"
And more bickering began. And here I thought that she had feelings for him. Sigh, so much for trying to sail my ship.
***
After minutes of torture from sitting between Jason and Lucy, which was the biggest mistake I had ever made today, we finally arrived at RM's...parking lot.
The parking lot was just like any normal lot...oh wait. That scent, the pineapple scent those seniors always talk about.
"You guys, sniff with me," Lucy said.
The three of us took a long deep breath and exhaled slowly.
That was nice, I needed it.
The school was beautiful, looked renewed, and wasn't like the cathedral I was expecting. It was modern, with glass windows, and glass smart doors. It looked nice, the government must have put so much.
Everyone was going all ooh and ah. I was impressed, the hallway was even amazing. The architecture must have been done by a great architect. The reason was, if one paid more attention, they would notice that it was shaped RM. I didn't know this before until I read the brochure. Hehe.
The hallway was clean, the students weren't rowdy. Every clique had their spot, chatting lightly as they walk by.
NS students were neat but after looking at the RM students I know we were far beyond them. You could hear the way they speak, their accent, most weren't even from Lara's island. Even those being protected by rich families looked way better than us. Another sigh was coming up again.
Sigh. Did I feel insecure? Maybe ....a little. But I was contented, very contented. I had shelter, food, and clothing. So yeah.
"Lucy, your brother attends this side of the school, right?" A short red-haired who stood behind us asked.
"Zayn? Yes, he does" Lucy replied.
The red-haired smiled goofily looking like she was blessed as she rushed towards her friends.
I rolled my eyes, another fangirl of Zayn.
Zayn Montague, Lucy's twin brother. 10 mins older. I know it's surprising that he attends RM and Lucy NS. Well, that's because Zayn had been Jason's friend for a long time, and Zayn became a protector. Lucy had always been invisible in her own family so it wasn't a surprise that Jason doesn't know of Lucy's existence.
The teachers had left us to do our own thing. It wasn't just the student that socialise. One of the NS teachers got married last week to an RM teacher, so it was cool if some people want to cling because RM teachers do receive more pay.
We all dispatched in different directions. Johnny and Lucy were going to check the library. I needed a break from those two troubles so I left them to do their own thing. I just kept on walking down the hallway, and up the stairs looking at the names on the doors as I walked past.
I hadn't told anyone that I could sing, except for that poker head Jason who had heard me sing once. Even my mom doesn't know, I don't want to tell anyone yet because...I don't know why, I just feel like they might look down on it. It happens to everyone, that moment when you feel like if you tell someone something really important to you they might either laugh it off or just shrug. So, I want to wait until I was balancing in that aspect before telling my mom. She is always busy, so she doesn't know most of my affairs.
When my eyes landed on the music room, I was happy. Everything was so easy to find. I smiled before entering. Hopefully, I find the guru here.