Aura frowned as she looked around the classroom, there were three seats left open but those were three seats that she REALLY did not want.
One was by the school's most popular girls, queens of gossip and scorn, not going to sit there. The second seat was by the worst smelling guy in the school, people were pretty sure he hadn't showered in ever, double no.
The third was beside the biggest bully in the school, Ryan Newman.
She looked around the room helplessly, loking for a seat where she wouldn't die of A. embarrassment as the girls went on about their… personal lives, B. pure stink, or C. Death.
She sighed as her most preferred choice, the girls, was taken from her by a new girl who seemed to fit the mold perfectly so, with a sigh, she made her way over to Ryan.
She sat next to him and tried to ignore the look he sent her as she did and began pulling out her books.
"Hey." She looked up at his words, surprised, "Are you new?"
She stared at him for a moment; he didn't recognize her?
"I asked you nicely already, are you new here?" He honestly didn't recognize her.
"Uh no, sorry. Im not new. I just missed most of last year, homeschooled it all actually." He frowned. "Homeschooled an entire year and you aren't new?"
She gave a slight uneasy smile, "Yeah, I got really sick last year and had to stay home. I did all my work there but we've been in the same class since third grade."
Ryan frowned and dug deep into his memories, he didn't really like people so he generally didn't bother remembering much about them so trying to think of one girl out of all of them was a bit difficult for him at the moment.
"I can't think of your name, what is it?" He gave up.
She frowned and sighed, "My name is Aura Mathews, you used to make fun of my name every day."
*click* Aura Mathews, he remembered her now…
"You look different." She scoffed and turned back to her things as the bell rang.
He seemed nicer but she knew that was a common tactic of bullies when they met with one of their old victims again, act nice strike fast.
Her day passed slowly until after lunch when it suddenly dragged, she was feeling weak and fatigued the way her doctor had said she probably would from time to time after her accident.
She stumbled and everything went black.
Stupid car crash…
She woke up in the infirmary under a mountain of sheets that were honestly smothering her a bit.
She groaned and pushed all the covers off of her, "Well guys, I guess it was twelve after all."
Her eyes flew open at the words that had come from her right. She turned to see who it was to find Ryan's friend, Will sitting in one of the little chairs smiling at her boredly.
"Well, now that you're up and awake we can go home without fear of getting our butts kicked. Have a nice Aura, glad your back." He tipped an imaginary hat her way as he stood and walked out, leading the other two guys in the room with him.
"What?" she asked the now empty room confusedly.
She looked for her school bag, carefully getting up and out of bed to do so. When she found her bad by the door she was surprised to see 1. A letter saying get well, 2. Answers to the homework in the classes she had missed, (all written in various handwriting…) and 3. A fortune cookie.
Curiously she cracked open the fortune cookie and laughed, someone had skillfully removed the fortune and replaced it with a hastily drawn (but still surprisingly good) picture of a samurai fighting a bored dragon.
She laughed and tucked it all in her bag, careful not to bend the pages of her… strange get-well gifts. They hadn't left a name of them but she had a feeling they weren't bad, whoever they were….