History class ended in a breeze and Miss Daisy left. I turned back to the window and looked outside. Outside seemed much more interesting to look at than anything inside the class- how weird was that?. "Hey". My thoughts were interrupted by a voice. I turned and locked eyes with the girl who's name was Gianna. "Hi" I replied her. "Wow. You're the new student?" She asked - like it isn't obvious. "Yeah" I replied anyway.
"Oh, that's great. I love your hair, it's so pretty and long too. Your name's Melissa right?" She said all at once. I knew she was gonna be like this. I replied her again with a single "Yeah".- and this is were she figures I'm not in for a chat. I mean, they all do but hell, this barbie wasn't giving up. "I'm Gianna. I heard you got in through scholarship." She continued - and here comes the part I'll never get used to. "Wow,, you're so smart." She's squealed- told y... Wait a minute,, that's the wrong line- it's always been 'poor girl, having to get a scholarship to study in school.'
They always insinuate how my Mom can't afford my school fees and how I can go to school only on scholarship. Nobody ever sees the smart part of this scholarship situation of mine, all they see is the fact that I'm poor and I'm writing scholarship exams to get into school so how did that change?.
"I'm pretty sure you know alot. Beauty and brains,, I like it" She added bringing me back from my head. "Thanks" I muttered with a smile I didn't even know I had. "Oh my! Are those dimples. I love them" She squealed again and I could feel my face heat up -oh no,, this is so embarrassing. I was right after all, she's too lively, a total barbie (a good barbie,a pretty, nice barbie.
Who am I kidding? She's typically barbie)... Although she's a bit too giddy, I think I like her- that's a first but it's because she's the first to look on the bright side of my situation ( aside my Mom and Bro). "I think I love you,, we're going to be best of friends" She said giggling. Best of friends?, I don't even have a 'friend' talk more of a best friend. Well it might not be so bad to make a friend today, right? "Can I be your friend too?" Gret's voice chipped in - I totally forgot she existed until now. Is it just me or is this Gretel girl just annoying.
"Sure, Gret." Gianna replied. Gretel's eyes went wide as she gasped. "You know my name?" She asked Gianna. "Of course I do. I know all my fans in this school, plus We've been in the same class since 7th grade." Gianna answered amused. "Oh yeah... I totally forgot. Thanks Gianna, I've always wanted to be friends with you." Gret said looking extremely happy and Gianna smiled." Since we're all friends now, how about we call each cool short names. You guys call me Gret, Gianna is Anna or Gia and Melissa is Mel or Lissa . Cool right? "Gret suggested looking very excited- when did I even agree to be friends,, I was still contemplating that.
I most definitely do not want to be friends with this Parot girl. " Sure, that'll be nice." Gianna replied - she seems like the excessively kind and smiling type which is getting very much annoying (told you she's a typical barbie).. We heard the electric bell ring .
"Oh, I'm having Literature now. What about you guys?" Gret asked."um, we're all in grade 10 so we're all having Literature Gret." Gianna answered with a nice smile. "Really? that's great!." Gret said happily. *Yeah, just great.* I said sarcastically in my mind. I would have to spend another whole period with Miss Parot.
We left the class and headed for our lockers, got our materials for our next classes and walked together towards the literature class as Gianna talked more about the school, and again about these Golden boys and what not . She said something about us having a few classes with them. She went on and on telling me about her brother and his band- I can't recall their names though (simply because I'm listening with just one ear. There's an earpiece in the other).
I still can't believe I have spoken to two persons that are actually not my family or my subconscious and it's just my first day. Wow Melissa, that's an improvement, it's just your first day and you're already friends with the most popular girl in school. Who knew it was this easy to make friends.
I thought girls like her were usually rude and all, she doesn't seem to give off any bad vibes, she's cool but I'm not - hey! Two freaking ass people already in my space,, how in the world did that happen. I just realized. I'm starting to think my personal space got fed up with me talking to myself and being in my head all the time. - Does that even make any sense?. Well it does to me. See! I'm still in my head!
After our double literature class, it was lunch time, we kept our stuff in our lockers and headed for the cafeteria. Getting to the cafeteria, we found an empty table at the far corner of the hall and walked towards it- the place seemed a bit isolated, just how I liked it. I could feel so many eyes on us, or should I say 'me' as we got our lunch but I waved it off since it wasn't the first time I attracted such stares.
We sat down after getting our lunch. Mine was a soda and a burger, I'm not much of a eater so I decided on something light for lunch. It didn't seem the same for Gretel as her plate was filled almost to the brim and she was having it all like she hadn't eaten in days. I wasn't one to judge so I decided to mind my business but it got me thinking. Gianna seemed like some big popular idol and Gretel looked pretty exotic too but kind of silly. This is a school for rich kids so it's not surprising but why are they cool with being friends with me? I thought rich kids never made friends with commoners like myself. I shook off the thought and focused on my food ...