Chapter 4 4

Monday

Today is the day. It's my first day of school here. And I'm pretty nervous.

My alarm clock hadn't rung yet. Nevertheless, I was already wide awake. It's probably because I'm mildly excited.

I overcame myself and threw my covers aside, stretched and went to the bathroom first. I took off my clothes and got in the shower. I enjoyed the warm water rolling off me.

A little later I was freshly dressed and styled in the kitchen.

I chose a black high waist and a blue top. I also wore my white Nike shoes and a beige cardigan. I had mascara on my lashes to bring out my blue-grey eyes. I didn't do more because it's just school anyway. I simply combed my hair and left it open. They had light waves.

After preparing my lunch for the break and putting it in my black bag, I decided to eat another apple.

"Hey sweetie! Are you looking forward to your first day of school?"

Greet me Heather.

"Well, I'm a bit scared.", I admitted and ate the apple quickly.

"You don't have to! I bet you'll make great friends there. Don't worry. By the way, you look really pretty, I think everyone will be blown away by you.", she tried to calm me down and threw me compliments to.

"Hmm... I doubt that, Heather..." I said, not really excited.

What can I say I'm bad at catching things and I don't know much about components and I'm rather clumsy there.

"Cheer up mouse! I can well imagine that you're unsure... because you're the new girl, but you don't need to.", continues to talk to me.

"Thanks, that's kind of you," I tell her honestly, knowing she believes what she's saying.

Somehow I still feel like a tangerine... I don't usually get anything down in the morning, but I'm probably getting nervous...

"Always happy sweetie. You, I have to be on my way slowly. Your parents left earlier. You will then be the last to leave the house, you have the keys with you, right?

"Yep, got them. Have a nice day at work Heather." I told her and kissed her cheek goodbye before she left the house.

It's only 7 o'clock. I would love to cuddle up in my soft bed again!!!

I would like that too, Daisy. I'd love to... and cuddling with Bo would be nice too...

Several minutes later.

The doorbell rang. I grabbed my bag, opened the door and saw two happy faces. Before we left, I locked the door and then we made our way to school.

It took about 20 minutes. But we still had enough time and arrived relatively early.

Some students were already there. Some stood in pairs, others in groups, and still others stood alone, probably waiting for their friends.

As we walked a bit, I noticed that all eyes were on us. I stopped, perplexed. Do I have any stains on my tops? No or???

Jo and Kim did the same when they noticed that I stopped walking behind them.

"Guys? Do you know why almost everyone is staring at us?" I said, irritated.

Jo grinned. Kim just shrugged.

"Well, it's because..." Jo began.

She probably wanted to make it dramatic and dragged out every single word. But Kim just rolls her eyes.

"It's because everyone knows us. In fact, everyone adores us and we're popular. For God's sake Jo, spare me your drama!" Kim resolved the situation.

I exhaled in relief because it wasn't my fault that many were staring at us.

Then I thought about her words again and looked at both of them in embarrassment.

"Man Kim, you don't have to be such a lousy Peter.

You morning grouch stole my moment! I wanted to tell Kate!!" Meanwhile, Jo had crossed her arms and pouted.

"I love you too." It came from Kim.

The two continued to tease each other and thanks to them I loosened up a bit.

We even started laughing and went into the school building.

The two to their classroom and I to the secretariat. I knocked on the door and opened it when I heard a stern "come in".

A slightly older lady is standing in front of me. She looks at me. I'll take that as a sign to introduce myself before it gets any more awkward.

"Good morning my name is Katharina Sawyer I am new to this school and would like to collect my schedule."

"One moment please." says the lady. She types on the PC and prints something out.

"Here this is for you. You can pick up your books next week. There was a delay because we didn't have enough more available." Monotonously and without emotion, she hands me the paper. She turns away from me and stares at the computer in front of her. I mumble a "thank you" and close the door behind me.

In front of the secretariat I looked at my timetable. I now had English and a little improvement in other languages. It's just my absolute favorite subject by the way, as I find languages ​​in general very fascinating. When I finally found my classroom and stood in front of it, I got a little nervous.

I have a lot of different questions running through my mind... like how are Jo and Kim in there? How is the teacher? How are the students? What if I'm standing in front of the wrong classroom?

After calming down a few minutes later, I raise my hand and open the door. A gentleman in his thirties looks at me. He sits on the desk towards the students.

Up until now, the students were talking, but now it was much quiet as a mouse.

"And you're?" The teacher, who was still unknown to me, broke the silence and gave me a askance.

"My name is Katharina Sawyer, I'm new here."

"Ah right. I was informed that a new student would be appearing in the coming days. I'm Mr. Pears and your languages ​​and physical education teacher. Please introduce yourself to the class. In English of course.", on the last

one three words, a grin escaped him.

I gave Mr. Pears a friendly smile and addressed the class.

I looked back at the wall and fixed on a random point and started.

"Hello, my name is Katharina Sawyer, but you can call me Kate, I am 19 years old. My parents and I moved here a few days ago. To be exact we arrived here on Saturday. We live together with my aunt who is to Author." I paused and looked at my teacher.

He looks at me in shock for a moment. A few seconds later he is beaming. He steps next to me and now turns to the class.

"Well dear class, it's my pleasure to introduce you to Kate. If you have any questions for her, you can ask her now. And also in English. If that's okay with you. You don't have to ask all of them Answer, there.. well.. you'll see.. By the way, you have a very nice pronunciation Kate." my teacher remarked.

"Thank you," I said kindly.

I'm flattered.

Because languages ​​are important to me and in this school the level should be high. At least, that's what Aunt Heather raved about, along with my mom.

I returned my attention to the class and saw some students raise their hands. I don't know the names and I'm a bit overwhelmed.

"Best we go through the rows and you tell Kate your names, so we kill two birds with one stone." As he did so, Mr. Pears clapped his hands and leaned back against the desk.

Everyone said okay and the questions started.

"Hey I am Claire, why did you move here? Was there a reason for it?"

"Hey Claire, my parents decided that it was the best for me and them to come here. They can be a bit too strict sometimes, but they did it for me."

"I am Conor and my question is...hm..well.. do you have a boyfriend or are you single? And if so can you give me your number?

"Conor, I don't have one and I don't intend to give you my number!"

Everyone dramatically said "Uh Korb!!!" or "Wasted" and laughed.

"Hey I am Dave and since you rejected my best buddy... my uhm... question is are you lesbian? I mean no harm, but that is the only possible reason, right Conor?"

"I think so too bud."

Conor and Dave give each other a ghetto fist and want to play it cool by pretending the aftermath is an explosion. I just roll my eyes.

"Dave to clear things up I am not lesbian. And you are simply not my type, so don't look at me that way, because it gives me the shivers. Stop it

and since you and your best buddy like each other that much , why don't you two give it a try? Ah and no harm to you either." I winked at the two.

Both gaped and were speechless. Everyone started laughing again. Even Mr. Pears has to keep himself from laughing. "Next one please." He tried to neutralize the situation and everyone calmed down as best they could.

"Hi I am Rachel, I saw you this morning with Kim and Jo, which are like really famous. What connection do you have with them?"

Everyone looks at me somehow very, very, very, very expectantly, as if their life depends on this answer.

"Well Rachel, I met them this weekend... We talked to each other and are now friends."

We smiled at each other briefly.

"I don't believe you!" It came from her neighbor horrified. The other students also look at me in disbelief. Some giggled at the blonde girl.

"There is no reason for me to lie." I reply with a shrug.

"Then how did you meet em? Where and why? There is no way you be that lucky?!! Why du??" Her voice was already shrill. It hurts. Hear and watch them speak.

What problems does she have?

"And do you have a name?"

"Of course my name is Natascha and now answer my question!"

Ouch! That voice is so terrible.. A trained parrot could speak better English... First of all, what's the meaning of the German in the English sentence?!!!

I would love to smack her.

I her not only one!

"Natascha I won't, since I don't see the point to justify myself. You can order someone else around, but not me! I said that I didn't lie and that's it. I don't care if you blieve me or not."

And before Natascha could say anything more, Mr. Pears broke off the round of questions.

Natasha was now completely red in the face. Rachel had to calm her down or hold her back, otherwise she would have attacked me.

Everyone just stared at me for a while. Until Mr. Pears nudged me, directing me to sit down in an empty seat by the window. The place was in the middle. Which means as much as I got everything that was important, but could sink into my thoughts if I wanted to. And Daisy always speaks up when it's inappropriate. I walked to my seat, sat down and unpacked my things.

Next to me sits a blond boy who keeps touching his hair. They're not too long, but you can fiddle through them if you want. He looks at me curiously with his blue eyes and grins.

"Hey, I'm Jack. That was a great show you put on."

I ignore Daisy, who is practically drooling, lying on the floor almost half-naked and making obscene noises.

"Great... the show as you call it should actually serve to get to know my classmates and not end up like a criminal who has done something else being questioned or questioned.", I say snotty.

"It's enough if you just get to know me."

Oh ohhh I guess...

"We can move getting to know each other to a quieter place. And then you know..." He grins at me perversely and wiggles his eyebrows.

"Jack, I want to get one thing straight." I raise my hand slightly and make room between us, as he came very close to me. "The two of us won't do anything the same. It won't come to either you know...." I imitated him with the eyebrows.

"Are you sure you're not a lesbian?"

"Secure."

"Sure sure?"

"You can believe me."

"Sure sure sure?"

"Jack! Yes, I'm so sure!"

"Prove it!"

"You would like that..."

"Yeah. But to be honest, I'd rather we, you know..." His grin kept growing. And he kept raising and lowering his eyebrows.

It went on like this all the time. His taunts seem to have no limits. Some looked at me and Jack at times. Then they whispered or turned away in panic because I just frowned at them.

I tried to ignore Jack as best I could and give Mr. Pears my attention. But that's damn hard when your inner voice is conspiring against you. traitor!

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At some point the bell rang and I stormed out of the classroom as fast as I could. I'm a little disoriented...I realize...

You Sherlock of the year....

Great...

Do I sense a little hostility there?

What a little?! Much! I wanted more time with Jacky boy!

Calm down...

Mi Mi Mi Mi!

Ohhh man Daisy...

I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize I was heading towards a group of guys until I bumped into someone.