hey girlies!!!! this part's bit longer than the last one, dealing with some writer's block, no biggie I guess..
A lady that has grey and white hair that referenced she's probably in her 50s, which surprised me because she could easily pass for early 30s-40s instead but that hair gives away that she's older; she looks at us and motions us inside "Alright, come along here then."
"Well then, you both know where to find me??", Principal Moreno asked us and we nod, "Ok. Have fun."
"Come come dearies.", Mrs. Shefield said motioning us to the front of the class, "Class, this is Veronica and Elizabeth Cullen, our new classmates, say hello."
"Hello." everyone says, and Mrs. Shefield tells me to go sit in between a boy and a girl, and I do as I was told so I at least can tell Edward I behaved during my first class. She starts the math class, and I look at the boy next to me.
"Hi, what's your name??", I quietly say to him, he has short cropped brown almost black hair and fair skin.
He looks at me with his brown eyes, studying me, there was something hidden in those dark brown eyes, fear?? annoyance maybe but not fear, maybe shyness, then looks at the board, "Silence, that's my name, Silence During Class."
I look at him, and scowl crossing my arms, looking back at the board, he thinks he's funny haha, well it wasn't funny. Then someone taps my shoulder, and I turn to see the girl next to me, "Don't mind him, he really tends to keep to himself these days."
"Oh really.", I say, looking at the girl. She has reddish bronze hair, kind of like Edward's, fair skin, and a whole lot of freckles. She smiles at me, extending her hand.
"I'm Rachel by the way.", she whispers, and I lightly shake her hand, "You're Elizabeth??"
"No I'm Veronica.", I whisper back, "But everyone mostly calls me Ronnie for short."
"Ok Ronnie.", she whispers, "Wanna sit next to me at lunch??"
"Sure.", I said, and smiled, looks like I made a new friend. After what seemed to be the longest 30 minutes EVER, I've always hated math and the irony of that, I'm good at it, it was time to leave for English. I introduce Rachel to Lizzie, and we head off to English, "So what's that boy's problem??"
Rachel sighs, "His name's Jesse Aarons. He likes to spend his time alone, since last year."
"Oh.", was all I said, guess being friendly isn't in his agenda. Doesn't matter, I know where I'm not wanted. We trudge off to English and the next class, P.E., then it was time for lunch. Rachel and Liz went ahead to grab a table, and I went to grab my lunch, then sat next to them. I pull the zipper of my hoodie up, feeling a slight breeze since we were eating outside today. All of a sudden this rather tall tan skinned brunette girl with a another came up to our table, and she smiles dryly at me.
"Hi.", she says rather peppy and sweet, but under that tone there was something else, anger?? annoyance?? maybe.
"Hi.", I answer nonchalantly, and Rachel looks at me wide-eyed, succesfully hiding the fear in her eyes from the brunette
"Why don't you," she starts, still smiling, but then looks at me with daggers for eyes, "FIND another seat."
I look at Rachel, who's already picking her backpack, and stand up. She isn't that tall, just a few inches taller than me, and that's because I'm almost 5'1. I smile at her dryly, "Why dont you make me?!?!"
"OH so the freshmeat thinks she can talk to me like that.", she says with superiority in her voice.
"And what are you?!?!? the Queen of England?!?! Who died and made you queen of this school?!?!? Or more specific, this table."
"U know what, keep the table.", she says, and I look at her, she isn't going down without a fight, "Do you want some fries with that too??"
By the time I react, I have a sweet stain of chili cheese fries on my hoodie. I look at her with fury in my eyes, about to dump my whole lunch in her hair to see if she likes it, when someone pulls me by the arm away, but I'm too angry to see who it is.
"Come on girly, you dont want to do that.", the girl pulling me to the bathroom says, "Simone St.Clair isn't someone you want as an enemy. Believe me, been there done that."
I study the girl that leads me to the bathroom, she's small, maybe like 5 feet, and pale, even paler than most people I guess, with very dark hair, and these amazing deep blue, like the ocean, eyes. She catches me staring, and smiles, "Sarah Potts, what's your name??"
"Ronnie.", is all I say, because now I'm thinking about how I will get my revenge on Simone. Crap, even her name sounds fancy.
"Well Ronnie nice to meet you.", Sarah says, taking my hoodie, "That's quite a stain."
"Not trying to be nosy or anything but what grade are you in??", I ask innocently.
"Sixth grade. And you are in...?"
"Fifth.", I answer sighing, when Lizzie comes in with Rachel flanking her.
"You know that g-dad is going to hear about this.", she says, almost saying the word grandpa if it weren't for the fact that I was giving her a look. Thankfully, Sarah and Rachel didn't notice.
"Not if my sister whom I love doesn't tell him.", I say, and Sarah and Rachel look at me with a confused expression.
"I don't mean to be rude but, you girls don't look anything a like.", Rachel said, and I smile at her.
"Yea you should see our parents and adopted siblings.", I tell her, and Liz looks at me as if giving me permission to tell them, "We're adopted, our parents, Dr. Cullen and Esme Cullen, adopted each and every one of us."
Sarah looks at me, as if trying to answer in the most polite way possible, "Dr. Cullen.. Does he work in the hospital here at Forks??"
"Yes he does. Why??", Lizzie asks, and Sarah shrugs.
"My mother works there too."
"Hmm, maybe our parents know each other.", I said, what a small world.