Strings

Chapter One

As I got to the class, I still couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched, so once again, I looked around me. This time, I found somebody staring at me, although it wasn't who I was expecting it to be. It was Jaimy, her hazel eyes locked onto the cut on my head. I looked away, suddenly feeling uncomfortable, and walked into the classroom, confused as to why she was staring at me. And, of course, due to my lack of attention towards my settings, I ran face first into the door that somebody slammed closed in front of me.
"Ow," I said, rubbing my nose with my free hand. I opened the door to find the rest of the class sitting in their seats laughing at my misfortune. I blushed and sat at the only spare spot in the room, at the back and next to Jaimy. I smiled at her while I was putting my things down. All she did was look away and stare at the boy Adam in front of us. "Rude," I muttered under my breath before sitting down myself.

I made it through most of the class without being talked to or called on, until the last ten minutes.
"Veridia!" The teacher called, and I looked up to see her staring at me.
"Yes Miss?" I asked, waiting for her to reply.
"Which of these sentences has the correct form of grammar?" She said. I got up and walked to the whiteboard, hoping I wouldn't trip. I didn't, and I breathed a sigh of relief as I circled the correct sentence. On my way back to my seat, I couldn't say that luck was with me then. As I was passing Grace's seat (one of the biggest mistakes in the class) she suddenly stuck out her foot, leaving me no time to dodge it and having me trip instead. As I got up, the laughter from everybody was ringing up in my ears, causing my head to pound in the spot Jade punched me. I got up, blushing, and pushed my hair out of my face. I got back to my seat and slumped down, hoping it would make me invisible.

It didn't.

For the rest of the lesson, everyone was mimicking my fall and surprised face, as well as throwing things like crumpled balls of paper at me while the teacher wasn't looking. It got pretty annoying and I was about to snap at them, when the teacher told us we could pack up. For three minutes, all you could hear was everyone's chairs scraping back and the sound of talking.

In the last minute, I saw a note lying on the table that I was sitting at, perfectly folded in half. I picked it up and carefully unfolded it, curios as to what it said.

Contact me after school with this number:
Jaimy.

It had what must if been her number at the bottom. I re-folded it and put it into my pocket, careful not to crumple it. I made my way back to my locker to put all my books away and to grab my school bag.

I got all of my things and closed my locker, glancing around to see if anyone was there. Luckily, there wasn't. I stood up, stretching my back and walked away, my bag slipping off my shoulder. I shrugged it back up, before glancing down at my phone. As I did this, I bumped into somebody, causing me to fall over. As I was falling, I felt a pair of strong arms grab mine to stop me.
"You okay?" A voice I could recognised anywhere asked me. I looked up to see one of my brothers friends holding my arms.
"Alejandro?" I asked. His forrest green eyes swept over mine before a look of recognition appeared in them.
"Vee? Is that really you?" He asked, a grin forming on his face. I nodded, making his smile grow even more. Suddenly, he pulled me into a tight hug, causing me to stop breathing.
"Can't breathe!" I managed to get out before I could die. He quickly pulled away before apologising to me.
"So, how are you holding up?" He asked, concern becoming evident in his face.
"Well, I've got to admit, it is a lot different without Tray here, but we're somehow managing." He looked at me before pulling me closer. He ruffled my hair and whispered into my ear, "That's my girl." He stood up straighter and said "Tell your mother I said hi." And he walked away calling a goodbye over his shoulder.
'Bye Al!" I called and walked away, towards the office where my mum would be to pick me up.