I opened my eyes and it sinked in. It's the first day of school. The private school I will attend is a Catholic school so it is very much strict and instills discipline to the students. But since I have already attended this school one, it is okay. However, what makes me more nervous is my first love. I am worried that I still have feelings for him. Still, I have to take courage and since nothing can be done, I have to face it head on.
And so I had to get ready early. Since being first years, we are not required to wear our uniform in the first month and as such, I am wearing free dress. When I was in primary school, I had been walking to and from school every week day. And so, I will also walk every day to school which I consider an exercise.
Though I do not have much pleasant experience in high school, I still have pretty memorable happy days and I also look forward in changing my bad memories into good ones.
After a few minutes of walking, I finally arrived at the gate. Since our school is a Catholic school, we have a church beside our school and before the church is a long staircase in which I am currently standing.
And so, my new journey is about to start again. Walking to school, I have met other students, others are walking, some are riding their motorcycles, and few were riding sent to school by their parents.
As a reborn person who also attended this school, I already know where the first years' class is located. Entering the classroom, I see familiar faces which have accompanied me in my past life's years of high school.
I put my school bag in my chosen seat which is in the corner at the back of the class. A student then called my name and caught my attention. And he is Darren, the really good dancer who is both my classmate in primary school and my classmate now too. I have good impressions of him even in my past life so I treat him as a friend.
He said," Oh! Carmela, you were actually attending this school? I thought you were going to study in the city, with your grades, it was what a lot of us expected. "
Then I answered,"Well, you thought wrong. My mom didn't want to send me far away. No choice, I had to study here."
And he replied,"That's good then, we are going to be classmates for a few years."
And I said,"Yes, that's true. We will be seeing each other for a lot of times."
After that, he went to his seat. I thought our conversation was finished so I put my attention elsewhere then suddenly, a voice spoke to me. "Carmela, I am gonna be your seatmate. Please take care of me." Then Darren smiled at me.
I was left dumbfounded for his actions. But then I thought, he wanted someone he knows is smart so he can ask help in class when he doesn't understand something, so he chose me, a classmate he knows for a few years already and established an image of being a genius.
I no longer paid it no mind after that since othe students also entered the classroom. Some were familiar with me since they were my classmates in primary school, but others do not know me but I know them because of being my classmates in my past life.
Our school is located in the center of the town, and is one of the four high schools in our town, in addition, is the only private school found in it. So some of the students came from different places and most of them don't know me but I know them. It was an advantage for me, knowing already what kind of people they are and knowing who to befriend and who to avoid. But actually, I do not have the enthusiasm to befriend any of them since the people I would have liked to be my friend are the people who have also treated me as a friend, been kind to me, and people who I could trust and would lend a helping hand when I needed them most. And I currently do not have the expectation that I can find a friend in them since I have already been disappointed once.
My musings were interrupted when a group of boys were about to enter the class. In all fairness, I knew all of them and I applaud how they quickly became friends in a short amount of time. They did not change one bit, they are still together and already established a group. Not like the girls who kept to themselves and just been with two to three people in their company.
My attention was on them just as the rest of the class was since they were a bit loud. But their entering the class was stopped because the bell rung and we all had to go out for the flag ceremony. Our classroom was on the second floor so we had to go down the stairs to arrive in the ground where the flag ceremony was about to take place.
I took my time going down and unbothered about the situation. Much different than other first years who were nervous of their first day of school. As an old student, I already know the rules and regulations of the school like the back of my hand. So my action does not violate the rules the same with my choice of clothing which was simple, modest, but still very stylish. It was the standard school attire but what makes it different from others is that I have my own style of doing things. And as from the future, I have incorporated the aesthetic style of the future which has a bit of Korean style in it and I made use of accessories to elevate the style.
What I didn't know was with the combination of being stylish, unbothered, and pretty has caught the attention of the students lining up in front of the school. It was the kind of effect I did not know I had and an effect I would find troublesome in the future. But at the moment, being oblivious, I did not know that most of them were already wondering, "Who is she?/Who is that?"