Chapter 50: First Day At School

I found my way to the office and luckily for me, I had enough time to go through my weekly class schedule with the escort and she didn't need to show me around because it was quite easy to understand.

After our tiny meeting, I searched for my first class and realized that the subject I'd be having was English which was my worse subject on planet earth.

Unlike mathematics which was fun and straight to the point, English was too complex and hard to understand. At one point they tell you that this is an adverb then the next time, they'll tell you it's an adverbial phrase of time or place or manner.

The thought of it freaked me out already and I just wanted to be done with it and move on to the next subject by all means necessary.

I finally found my class and walked in. Although the lecturer was not there yet, a few students were already in the class chatting with their friends and making so much noise.

It turns out that every school have their similarities. It's impossible to go to a school where everyone just seats quietly and minds their own business. Nevertheless, I preferred this atmosphere for now because no one would notice me.

Quietly, I walked to the chair in one corner in the back of the classroom. I wasn't the type to sit in the front or the middle. You could just call me a backbencher.

The time struck nine and a slender man carrying a textbook on his right and a phone on his left walked in.

He was wearing a lilac shirt and blue jeans. He was dressed very casual but his clothes were clean and you could tell that he was a very smart man.

Everyone got seated and I was lucky to not get picked on by someone claiming that the chair on which I sat was theirs.

"Good morning everyone!" he started as he stood in front of the class dropping his textbook and phone on a table in front of him.

He turned on the projector and the screen reflected "Hobbies" I stared at the screen properly to know if I was seeing clearly.

Who teaches hobbies in English class? I was expecting topics like hyphenated adjectives, subjunctive structures and stuff like that but to my utmost surprise, it was hobbies.

"Now, we all know that everyone has a hobby. Some people like to sleep, eat, dance, sing even read." he started and I thought the class was going to be very boring but it turned out not to be.

I placed my elbow on my table and rested my jaw on my clasped hand. I noticed someone staring at me but who cares? Everyone has the right to look.

The lecturer kept talking about hobbies and I was liking everybody about it. If only this was how my teacher taught me back then, I wouldn't have had a C in my final exams.

"I'll share the class into six groups. You would be writing about specific hobbies. And everyone must contribute to this essay writing. If the hobbies chosen in your group does not fit your description, you have the chance to switch with someone else provided that the other person is willing to leave and go to your group."

He was quite detailed but I have been doing most of my things alone. How am I to cope in a group and to make it all worse, who has the same hobbies as me?

"I would like everyone to write their hobbies down on a piece of paper and pass it to the front desk. The hobbies to be written on would be from the top six."

This would be communicated to you through the rep. then you would be sent a mail telling you what group you belong to.

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Everyone began to write and I just stared at the paper not knowing what to write.

"Is that it?" he asked and it was only then that I realized that I had not passed my paper.

"Have a nice day." he walked out of the class and I placed the paper in my book. It didn't matter if I wrote or not. In the end, it would still be decided by him anyway.

I let out a sigh of relief. The class didn't go as planned and I was happy about that. At least, my phobia for English class has subsided.

I didn't move from my chair and just sat there. The English class was a two hour lecture and it's already a few minutes past eleven.

Most of the students exited the classes for the cafeteria and most of them would pass my side waiting for a reaction which they never got.

'Gerard would have your heads up you mess around with face.' I thought to myself the chuckled after that remembering what happened this morning.

I left my chair and began to walk out when I bumped into someone. The next thing I saw were books scattered everywhere.

"Oh my! I'm sorry." I quickly apologized and began to carry the books from the floor.

There were science books and social science books as well. We finished picking the books from the ground and I finally got to see who this person was.

A beautiful girl with chestnut hair, and big round spectacles. She was dressed awkwardly but that could not hide how beautiful she was.

She was a thick wooled cardigan with a long flowery shirt that covered her shoes. This was a weird way of dressing to me but I said nothing because at the end of the day, what she wore didn't really matter as long as she was comfortable in them.

I noticed that she was the type who didn't like to talk to I decided to lead the conversation.

I stretched my hand for a shake and hesitantly shook them. "I'm Ayla, what's your name?"

She looked at me as though she wasn't expecting that I would ask her that. "I... I'm Kelly but most people call me Kel. Or weirdo..." she said the last two words so silently that I didn't hear her.

I smiled at her. "Where are you headed to?"

"The cafeteria," she said it as though it was an obvious fact.

"Mind if I come with you?" she looked at me unsure before shaking her head. We then went off and quickly bonded.

I took off my jacket but decided to leave my glasses on just so we would have something in common.

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