Author's note: I'm somewhat new as a Degrassi fan. I've just tuned in this last season so I'm not completely familiar with all of the details. I thank goodness for Degrassi wiki! So if some of the details are kind of vague, I apologize. I really hope you enjoy my story and comment! :)
An unfamiliar girl approached the door, an uncertain expression on her face as she knocked softly at the wood of the door. She took a step backward and tilted her head upward to confirm the room number. The students occupying the desks turned their heads toward the door at the sound, a couple straightening up in interest. The teacher, mid-sentence, also turned his attention toward the door. "Oh, I almost forgot.." he chuckled to himself as he stood up and made his way toward the door. He opened it and greeted her warmly, "Cecilia, I presume?" She stepped forward into the classroom and nodded her head, giving him a warm smile, "Yes, sir."
"Class," he turned his body to face the students, "this is Cecilia. She's new to Degrassi, so make sure to give her a warm welcome." She offered the class a wave and giggled softly, "Hi." Though seemingly reserved, she had an air of confidence about her. She didn't look to the ground, she scanned the faces of the classroom, her smile unwavering. "Feel free to take any one of the free seats, we were just in the middle of discussion."
Cecilia sauntered toward an empty desk toward the back of the classroom, her heels clicking with each step. She was dressed to impress for her first day: a pair of brown ankle boots, a white, cotton romper, and a maroon belt that fit snugly around and highlighted her small waist. Her blonde curls bounced as she made her way to the seat. She sat down quietly, sitting her bag beside her desk and crossing her long, tan legs, and smiled to the students that were still watching her. Much of the attention she had received dissolved once the teacher continued his lecture but one particular student continued to eye her curiously. Cecilia turned to her and, wearing a gentle smile, spoke softly, "So, is this class hard?" The girl returned her smile and shook her head, "No, just boring." The girls shared a hushed laugh and Cecilia nodded her head, "I kind of got that vibe. It might've been everyone's glazed-over eyes." Another quiet laugh. "I'm Anya," she whispered. "If you have any questions about Degrassi, I have your answers. And trust me, there will be a lot," she chuckled, emphasizing "a lot."
"Thanks," Cecilia mouthed, her expression warm. She relaxed back in her seat, feeling a sense of relief from making her first friend at Degrassi, and she leaned over to retrieve a notebook from her bag. Removing a pen she had tucked into the spiral of her notebook, she opened it and began to doodle aimlessly, occasionally looking up at the teacher. At one glance, she caught eye-contact with a boy that had glanced over his shoulder at her. Not bad, she thought, wearing a small smile to herself. He had shaggy brown hair and a dark complexion. From where she was sitting, it looked as if he was wearing a fitted band-tee - totally a musician type and thus totally her type. He looked slightly embarrassed to have been caught looking at her but she maintained eye contact with him and gave him an inviting smile. The bell interrupted their moment and the class immediately awoke, students tossing their books into their bags and shuffling out of the class.
"Where's your next class?" Anya asked Cecilia. Cecilia handed her schedule over as she rose to her feet, picking up her bag and looking it over with her. "I know exactly where this is," Anya nodded confidently and the two girls headed out of the classroom. Cecilia looked back over her shoulder at the boy, capturing her lower lip between her teeth, her lips curving into an almost teasing grin.