Laura ran as fast as she could, trying not to get distracted by people shouting at her. A few people were standing behind the fence, looking at her in disbelief. The small girl slipped just past the other girl's legs, touching the last base with her hand. Her heart stopped for a moment when she thought they had touched her. The score on the board changed, signalizing that she'd scored the last point for her team. She sighed in relief, standing up and with one fast motion brushing off the dust from her arm. Everything was blurry around her, muffled voices resonating behind her. She turned, fixating on her teammates, who were walking towards her. Only their captain, Danny Lawrence, was running with big smile plastered on her face.
Laura couldn't help but smile too, even if she didn't know what was going on. She didn't have time to look at redhead, she was deaf to everything around her. She was shocked, adrenaline still circulating through her veins like crazy. Suddenly she felt someone shaking her, and to her surprise, it was Danny. She lifted the smaller girl, now with her teammates gathering to help the big giant carry her. They were so happy, but at the end, Laura couldn't even believe she had done it.
Everyone had been peering at Laura strangely since their last match. It was well known that baseball team was essentially the representation of Silas High School. Of course, they had other teams, like soccer or basketball, but they were never as good as the baseball team. Oddly enough, only women wanted to play it, thus there was no interest in making a male league whatsoever. Laura thought it was strange, but she couldn't be happier that they didn't make male team. Baseball got sponsored the most, which was a great relief to Danny. She was always worried about old equipment, and after their last match they had the chance to buy new jackets. Laura was wearing one right now, with a big Silas Baseball Team logo, which was a proud knight with a tiger. It was quite debatable which one of logos they should use, but after taking the Silas High School main image into consideration they finally decided. It was neat, and no one else had anything like that.
Laura stopped in front of her locker, sighing again. She opened it while listening to two girls across her. They were talking passionately about someone whom she didn't know. It wasn't a habit of hers to pry, but Laura couldn't help herself. They were talking about some new girl in their school, not very positively it seemed. Laura shrugged, taking out her books and closing her locker.
She walked into her English class, taking her seat at the front of the room. Laura always sat here, trying to pay attention to her classes. Even if she was part of the baseball team, she still had to be at least in the top 10 of her class, or else her dad would kill her. He always wanted her to have good grades, so he wouldn't let her participate in baseball if she didn't keep them. She tried as hard as she could to make him happy and proud of her, Laura never wanted to disappoint him in the first place.
She looked around and met with a few curious gazes and smiles, which she returned like she always had to do. Laura was actually popular among her peers, even more than Danny herself. While Lawrance didn't hesitate to do something that could lessen their opinion of her, Laura tried to be polite. As dorky as she could be, she really tried to keep her image. At first she never really cared about it, but after a while she had decided that it had its own benefits. Laura always doubted she would be as popular as she was now without being a part of the baseball team, but she had no reason to complain aside from all those weird boys asking her out every week - but thanks to Danny she had a reason to turn them down. She felt bad using her friend as an excuse, but Danny always said it was okay, so it made the small girl feel a bit better.
Laura glanced at the teacher, who was in his thirties, with perfect gelled hair and an oversized shirt. He smiled, looking at a girl who was following him. At first Laura didn't see her, too absorbed in her own thoughts. The new girl wore an oversized red flannel with a dark and somewhat transparent shirt underneath, black slim fits with holes on at the knees and big army boots. She had a black bracelet with spikes on her wrist and bored expression plastered on her face. She practically shot daggers into the teacher's back.
"Hello, class. For this semester we will have a new student. Care to introduce yourself?" he said, smiling at the girl, who was now rolling her eyes. Laura thought it was quite ungrateful, while rest of the class perused her.
"I'm Carmilla Karnstein," she said in such a forced tone that it seemed exaggerated. The teacher nodded his head, looking at everyone in the room and, suddenly, when he saw Laura, his eyes gleamed.
"Laura, can you please show Miss Karnstein our school after class? I hope it's not a burden for you," he said to her, smiling sincerely. Laura really didn't want to do it, but she had to; she couldn't turn down his proposition. She smiled, trying to make it not seem faked, and nodded eagerly.
"Of course, that's not a problem." Laura then glanced at Carmilla, who didn't even bother to make eye contact with her. She looked too bored for her own good, as if she was forced to be here, which surely wasn't true. Carmilla rolled her eyes at Laura's answer, moving as fast as she could to the end of the class. Laura couldn't stop herself, so she just peeked at her while she was walking. Something was really intriguing about that girl, even if her attitude was nothing but horrible.
After the class ended, Laura approached the brunette, who now was standing near the door. She was trying to read her schedule, it seemed, and Laura smiled seeing the grimace on her face. Her brows were narrowed, lips slightly formed in a pout, and somehow the smaller girl found it a bit adorable. She smiled sincerely at her, ignoring the fact that brunette wasn't even bothering to look in the blonde's direction.
"Uhh, Carmilla, yes? The teacher asked me to show you around, so, kinda, wanna do it now?" Laura looked at her, slightly distressed. She really didn't know how to talk with Carmilla yet, especially after her previous display. She had mixed feelings about this one; sure, she was intriguing, but it wasn't enough to cover her rudeness and apathy.
When Carmilla realised that Laura had been staring at her for a few seconds, she instantly looked at her and narrowed her eyebrows furiously. "I really don't need your fake kindness, cutie. Don't you have some meetings to attend, boyfriends to blow off or show off how perfect you are elsewhere?" she said with mocking tone. Laura felt hurt, but most of all, she had no idea why the other girl was so unbearably mean. The blonde stared in awe, feeling this stupid hotness in her chest. She was angry at her, yet Laura had to do this because she couldn't say no to their teacher.
"Look, let's not make this more difficult than it already is. I see that you're having trouble with your schedule, so just let me show you around, okay? Can you at least try?" Laura looked at her like a kicked puppy, and Carmilla just rolled her eyes slightly and smirked, putting the stack of paper deep into her pocket.
"Fine, whatever." She waved her off, following Laura out of the class. Carmilla stared at other girl's jacket for a while, but then just huffed to herself.
And Laura couldn't help but gaze at Carmilla when she wasn't looking.