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Chapter four: A strange encounter during lunch
BPOV
Geometry was a pain! My teacher seems alright, however, the curriculum disturbs me. So much to memorize! I wonder how Cristy was able to do all of this as an eigth grader!
The class lasted shorter than the first one did, and I walked as fast as I could to the cafeteria to talk to Cristy.
Cristy's pov
My first two classes were rather simple. I hope high school is more difficult than this, I could sleep and still ace them if not.
I was eager for lunch with Bella. I was curious as to how she found her classes'particularly Geometry. But I decided to drop of my books at my locker before, to give myself less to carry.
And, to my great inconvinience, there was a guy who had his arms wrapped around two girls, smirking. He pressed his lips to those of one of them, and the other girl grimaced. I was disgusted.
Well, of course I wasn't just going to stand there and let them cover my locker. So I went on being myeslf.
"Excuse me? Can you please move to the side? You are covering up my locker."
The girls stared at me like I wasn't human, but the guy was kind enough to readjust his position, which caused the girls to do the same.
I went to my locker and tried to open it, pulling it with all my force. It didn't help that I was anemic. A/N: I am sorry if this offended anyone, it was never meant to do anything near that---I am anemic myself.
I ended up practically attacking my locker when Bella saw me. I was slightly relieved yet incredibly angry at my locker.
BPOV
"What are you doing to your poor locker?" I exclaimed as I saw her ready to stick a knife into it---or worse.
"It won't open! I don't understand! What did I ever do to this locker?!" She farntically shouted. I was slightly appalled at the fact that this had no affect what-so-ever on the fan club that I recognized from Biology.
I felt a strange erge to speak to him about what we were going to do about the project, but I decided I should ask Cristy for advice first. She had plenty of experience in this field.
She finally pulled her locker open, after her palm was a deep red. She plopped in her books in the neatest order and we headed towards the cafeteria.
"Uh-oh! One area we hadn't covered---were will we sit?" We both starred at the tables and at eachother apprehensively. That was a question neihter of us had an answer to.
I tried to answer though. "Umm..how about that one?" It was empty, and towards the corner were there was a reasonably sized window.
"Sure." She replied and we both sat down there with your lunch and books.
"So, how were your classes?" She asked me casually as she opened up her sandwich.
"Awful'we already have a group project to complete in Biology! And the people in my group don't look like they are going to do any work! What do I do?" I complained, knowing she would come up with the perfect plan.
"Oh god! What I would do is talk to them, see if they are actually going to participate'if not, you can either talk to your teacher, although those kids will probably ambush you if you do, or, just do the project yourself and write their name on it at the end'its better than getting a zero." She retorted.
Cristy's logic frightened me at times. Yet, it always seemed to make sense.
"Hmm..thanks for the advice. So, how were your first classes?" I asked her.
"Pretty good. Easy. But good." She told me. Of course, I kept telling her a billion times that she should go to a challenging private school'but no.
Right there and then, we noticed that Edward and his group of girls and a few other guys, some of which I regocnized from my first class, were starring at us incredulously.
"What the hell are you nerds doing sitting on our table?" The blonde standing next to Edward shrieked. A few of them chuckled slightly.
I was speechless, insulted, and intimidated, but Cristy wasn't.
"Tell you what'we will leave if you tell me the meaning of the word narcissistic."
"Why should I go with your deal freshman?"
"Why not? Is it really that hard for you to figure out the meaning of an eigth grade term?"
"No! I just'can't remember it at this moment!"
"Well, can any of your friends?"
The all mumbled no.
"Hmm'guess that means we wont be getting up. You might want to brush up on your vocabulary though'you do want to graduate right?"
"Ugh! Whatever *****!"
Cristy laughed. I was surprised to see Edward, who seemed to be the leader of the group, chuckled, as if he were pleasantly surprised.
I turned on Cristy.
"My god! How are you brave enough to talk to them like that?"
"Its simple'they have absolutely no perceptive in life'none at all, which is what makes it so easy for us to take over them."
"Yeah, I guess your right. But, lets not sit here from now on, k?"
All of a sudden, one of the boys of the group came over and tried to negotiate.
"Alright twerps, how about we all sit on this table, the left portion yours, right portion ours. Deal?" He said coldly with fierce eyes.
I quickly agreed before Cristy retorted defiantly and ended up sewing him'knowing her, that was highly possible.
And that was the end of that. Next period: English.
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