Searching for Love, Found Wealth

Poor Sheena, the ideal story of a quiet girl falling for a popular boy. It was always better when it was the other way round.

It was a good thing that I haven’t had a crush before. Still I know how it felt to think you got rejected. Sheena was quiet all through our next class.

She didn’t talk much but she usually acted like she listened. But no, nothing. Jennifer, on the other hand, acted normally not even looking at her from time to time knowing she’s sad.

“Hey, nice shoes” I said to Sheena.

Her shoes were nice, blue with pink laces. She was moody, I know, but she stretched her lips for a smile and that was all. At least, I left a footprint.

After that class was another next class. *Sigh*

I hurriedly left the class to submit a homework I had forgotten to submit that had been in my bag all through the day.

It was finally end of the class for the day. Hurray. I remembered my big room, yeah, twice my other room. Can’t wait for afternoon siesta.

My daydream was cut short when a bass voice called out to me. It was a teacher, the only teacher at the teacher’s room when I went to submit my assignment.

“Yes sir?” I answered while walking carefully to him. I wasn’t comfortable with his eyes travelling my body but he didn’t look like he was checking me out or something but had a confused look.

“I don’t know, you seem to have the size of that girl” he shook his head.

“What girl, sir?” I asked.

He waved his hands in the air indicating I should forget and handed me a piece of paper. It had the physics assignment for my class.

I exhaled and stomped off from the teacher’s room. I barely just finished the other one and another one had arrived. A student’s life.

When I arrived inside my class, the next teacher was already in writing on the board. I had to distribute the assignment before his class ended.

Because usually, after the end of the class students scamper from class to avoid assignments.

Since this one had already been given before time, it had to spread out.

I tried making eye contact with the class rep., Joey, but he was so busy taking with his seatmate.

I thought to stare at him, as they said when someone stare at someone else for long the other person begins to sense of and looks that way.

But I didn’t want anyone adding it to my awkward lists that I was staring at the class rep.

“Hey, Jennifer. Do you think you can help me distribute these assignments?” I showed her the different colors I have created.

She rolled her eyes and looked at the teacher, “This teacher doesn’t allow passing stuffs in his class though”.

I nodded and retrieved the copies. I questioned myself on why she had to roll her eyes but just dismissed it as it could be her habit.

I tried making eye contact with Joey again but he just kept his head down. I noticed Reuben staring at me and I looked away from Joey.

He still kept staring so I waved the piece of paper to him. He was sitting two seats behind to my right.

“Assignments?” he lips seemed to have said and I nodded.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

He turned to Jasper to say something. I hoped they’d find a way to spread it but they began laughing instead.

Now what, I wondered. I couldn’t lip read them so I turned away and tried focusing on the teacher. I just hoped whatever he said was not mocking to me.

Then Joey stood up and tapped me. I was startled but I handed him the papers and he left. I turned to Reuben to thank him but he winked at me. I just smiled and turned away.

So today was being a bit somehow but it’s cool.

Silently the papers were transferred to the students. The teacher acted like he didn’t see the papers and continued with the class.

After the circulation, I realized that I hadn’t kept a copy of the assignment for myself. I sighed. Why was today so rough?

Luckily Sheena offered to help me with her copy. I hurriedly copied it as I was told that my driver was outside.

My mom had contracted a driver for me. It was Jennifer who came to tell me this time. It was usually the security keeper.

“Your mom is a manager of a company?” she asked suddenly. She sounded like she was accusing me of something. Few students in the class looked at us.

I stared at her wide mouth, “Is that a sin?”.

She got her composure and her head, “I’m just surprised. You look reserved and quiet for a manager’s daughter, that’s all”. She walked away.

Everyone began watching me. Well, everyone except Jasper and his friends who were glaring at Jennifer.

I didn’t know what happened but I didn’t like it. Mom had told me to keep a low profile. As low as possible. It wouldn’t have been hard as I wasn’t very loud before.

But now, Jennifer just announced it. Why was I feeling she was being intimidating.

I left the class and rushed to the girl’s bathroom. I had almost mixed up the boys and girls bathroom.

I washed my face with the water and droplets dropped to my shirt. As I washed my face, I heard some sounds coming from one of the stalls.

I moved closer and saw a girl, one of Cara’s “friends” curled up on the ground. I tried to help her up but she pushed me away. I noticed a small bruise on her knees.

“Are you okay?” I asked her. She nodded but said nothing. Her phone began ringing inside her pockets. She was both scared and reluctant to pick it up.

I wondered if her mighty friend, Cara, knew she was in this situation. If she even bothered care.

But for conscience sake, I helped the girl up, dragged her to an abandoned class and left her there.

I waved bye to her and she waved back. Could I have just made a new friend? I looked forward to the next day, hoping to also find out what sent her to the stall in the first place.