The first day of school was a daunting day for most kids. For Sebastian Smythe however, it was all exciment. He was currently seated in the back of his father's car, trying and failing to keep from bouncing up and down. Outside, the landscape zoomed past, a large blur of colours. Sebastian was grinning. He finally had an oppurtunity to show people how amazing he was and how rich he was. New classmates, watch out. Maybe some kids would get the privelege of being his friend.
True to form, when his dad's bright red jaguar turned up outside and parked on the curb, heads were turned. Prying eyes tried to penetrate the black tinted windows, eager to know who would turn up in such an austentacious car. Sebastian started to feel nervous in the pit of his stomach. He shook his head. No. He was a Smythe, and as his dad had told him. "Smythe's never get nervous".He was expected to represent his family name with dignity and integrity. It didn't help that when he stepped onto the pavement, he tripped. Sniggers arrupted like wildfire all around him. He frowned and looked up to see his dad frowning also. Don't mess this up his eyes told him. Sebastian felt humiliated, but would not let it show. He got up, ignoring the stares and giggling. He held his head high and stomped (as only a five year old could) to the entrance.
The hallways were decorated with work that teachers had deemed exceptional. They were displayed on brightly coloured boards. Sebastian scoffed at them, not impressed by the utter lack of talent and emotion displayed in some of the artwork. He was much better. He loved to paint, and his mummy had taught him how to do it without using his fingers. It was just many of the things he was better than anyone else at. His father motioned for him to follow him and he did. Sebastian had trouble keeping up with his father who was a tall and lean man. He tried to take larger steps but his short legs stopped him from keeping up. His dad eventually came to a stop at a door. It was pink. Sebastian wrinkled his nose. That was a girly colour. Unfortunately, it also seemed to be the room he would spend the next year learning in.
"Here you go son. Have er… fun," his father said with an awkward pat on the back. With that he was gone, leaving a secretly terrified Sebastian in the corridor. All of a sudden, school seemed a lot more scary. He took a deep breath. He was Sebastian Smythe, he could do this. He could do anything.
The classroom was loud, to say the least. Children his age were milling around, making friends and laughing. There fashion choices were mediocre at best. Sebastian was proud of his new jeans, blue shirt and black waistcoat. Several of them were playing in a sandbox in the corner, giggling as one of them tipped sand all over their head. Sebastian rolled his eyes. He was not going to fit in here. He wanted to go home and order around the housekeeper and then take out all his toys and choose a new favourite for the day. Several blue tables with green plastic chairs were scattered around the room. Colourful scribbles adorned the walls, giving the room an uplifting feel. A tall blonde lady was sitting with a small group of children. Reading a book. She glanced up through thick- rimmed glasses and caught Sebastian's eye. Sebastian's breath caught. Her eyes were breathtaking. A bright blue that went on forever. She was exquivately beautiful with a warm smile and soft yet defined features. She told the children she would continue the story later and that they should go and play. She started walking towards Sebastian, stopping ocassionally when a child tugged on her skirt. When she reached him, the woman stopped and offered her hand.
"You must be Sebastian. You are the last child to be ticked off the register," she told him.
"I am. I am the best student you will ever have! I am rich and mummy says I am very very clever for my age!" he babbled excitedly. The woman's soft laugh broke him out of his thoughts.
"I am sure you are very clever but I think all my students are the best students. I am Mrs Hummel and I will be your teacher this year."
She told Sebastian to take a seat and he did, slightly annoyed that he had to spend all day with immature idiots. One girl at the end of his table was babbling loudly at the end of the table. He looked over. She was dressed appalingly. Her cat sweater (which was bad by itself) was not at all complemented by the plaid skirt and to top it all off, it was pink.
"… and my dad's say I'm going to be very famous. I'm going to be on broadway and be famous. Do you want to be my first fan?" She nudged the small boy next to her. Sebastian rolled his eyes once again. He was reading a book instead of talking. The boy looked up and Sebastian was shocked. He had the same mesmerising eyes as Mrs Hummel. They were the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. They were complemented perfectly by elfin features. He reminded Sebastian of an angel. His eyes travelled downward to look at what he was wearing. Sebastian's eyebrows rose. This boy was dressed differently to anyone else in the class. Sebastian nearly thought he was dressed better than him, but not quite. He was wearing a purple shirt tucked into skinny jeans and an orange bowtie. This look was completed by a really cool pair of orange converse that Sebastian admitted he might want himself.
"Um, sure," he said in a rather high yet silky voice. It matched everything else about him, Sebastian thought. Just then a short, chubby boy walked past and knocked over the boy's chair.
"Look where you're going Hummel!" the boy yelled. Sebastian was shocked and angry! Why would someone hurt someone for no reason? He watched the boy stand up. He was slumped over and a small tear escaped his eyes. It was then that what the boy had said dawned on Sebastian. Hummel? That was the name of the teacher! They did look similar. Just then, Mrs Hummel clapped her hands and told them it was time to start the lesson. The next hour passed in a blur of learning numbers. The bell rung, a high pitched screeching sound that made Sebastian cover his ears.
"Right class. Breaktime!"
Hey guys! I was just wondering if I should continue with this? Just drop me a review to tell me what you think :D
