Here is the first impression that you get from Sarah, she is really close to perfect. Her voice has a musical sound to it, her face is pretty much flawless and she walks with such grace that I feel like a troll while I walking next to her to get to English. She talks to me a little bit and I reply bluntly because I am really not in the talking mood. I don't know what it is, I am not moody, I am just generally tired today.
We get to English and I quickly explain why we are late before taking my seat next to Fang at the back of the classroom. I always sit near the window in class so that I can daydream about flying when my teachers are not paying attention. Our English teacher, Mr Adams, introduces Sarah to the class and for a moment, most eyes just stare in awe but then there is a round of hellos from my fellow students.
I glance over at Fang and he is staring at Sarah with a mostly emotionless expression but there is something else there, it is almost curiousity. This shocks me, Fang is rarely interested in anyone or anything and usually doesn't pay attention. I shrug, mostly to myself and stare out of the window. Fang can look at he wants, it isn't any of my business.
Mr Adam makes Sarah sit in the empty seat next to Fang and he starts the lesson. She smiles brightly at him and introduces herself properly. I ignore the pair of them and focus on the lesson. We are studying 'The Christmas Coral' at the moment which seems ridiculous to me considering Christmas is so far a way.
Sarah keeps trying to make conversation with Fang and he mostly replies with one word answers. This causes Sarah to try a new tac-tic, she starts asking questions to him that can not be answered in one words. Before I know it, Fang is turned around in his desk, facing Sarah and the two are chatting a way. I am taken a back by this, Fang never holds up a conversation like this with anyone, not even me.
I cross my arms in front of me and wash down the jealousy that is threatening to over take me. I am not the jealous girl friend, what me and Fang have is special so who cares if he talks to other girls? My Adam notices his whole class talking to each other so he tells us to just get on with reading as he sits down to do some marking. I stare out of the window with my head resting in my hand and I close my eyes. I slowly drift off to the sound of Fang and Sarah talking. Today is going to be a long day.
