Chapter 6 Elina
Why couldn't they put me into 3F immediately?, I thought. I mean, it's obvious that I'm not a real fairy, everyone back home knows that. And even though I love being in the same class as Dandelion, I hate it that I've got to be in another class for P.E. and especially on the second day of school!
"Elina?"
I'm pretty sure they will put me into the other class, once they see that I really am not a fairy and I'll never be.
"Elina!" Dandelion shouts and I look up.
"You don't have to shout." I say to my best friend.
"I'll have to when you aren't listening." She says back.
"What is it?" I ask her.
"We need to get going to class, the teachers won't be happy when we show up late on the second day."
I follow Dandelion out of the cafeteria. It's her third year here, and to be honest, I really miss her when she's away. Fairy School wasn't the same without her. It was one of the reasons that I eagerly accepted the offer of a scholarship from Miss Roberts. Not only could I be with my best friend again, but I could escape all those bullies. Whenever Dandelion is around, they wouldn't do a thing, but alone. I shudder by the thoughts of home.
"Here we are."
I look up and see the gym before me. I was so sucked into my own thoughts, that I didn't even notice that we were there already.
"Thanks Dan." I say to my best friend.
"Your welcome. I'll pick you up when flying class is over." Dandelion gives me a hug and whispers: "Good luck, I know it's scary, but you're one of the bravest girls I know. You can do it." Dandelion and I let go and she flies away. I take a deep breath and open the door.
Inside the locker room are a few girls already. I see a few blondes, a few brunettes and a girl with purple hair changing.
"Hey, you must be Elina?" one of the brunettes asks me.
"Yes. That's my name." I answer her.
"My name is Alexa." The girl introduces herself. "These people are Catherine, Clara, Eden, Erika, Keira, Liana, Melody, Jenna and Samantha."
"Hey everyone." I say to them.
"It's nice to meet you Elina." The girl named Liana said. "Welcome to 3F."
The rest of the girls all said hello too, except for one. That girl reminded me of one the fairies from my old school. And not in a positive way.
"Eden, you know it's polite to say hello." One of the brunettes said to her.
"Sorry, I didn't see you enter." She said and continued to her friend: "You know Catherine, I really don't see why an opera star like me need to take such a barbarian class like P.E."
Everyone was quiet, while Eden arrogantly said: "It's common knowledge for you normal people, but moi. I need extra music classes, that's way better."
"You know that there are people in here that can hear you." Keira said. Eden looked at her and said: "Oh, I know. But it's just the truth. In case you can't accept that, I suggest a psychiatrist." Keira looked in disgust at the girl.
"Ever heard of a doctor who gets shoes out of your pretty little butt." She threatened.
"Thank you for complimenting me at my buttocks." Eden said. Keira looked ready to jump, but another girl, Erika, stopped her.
"Just ignore her, she isn't worth it." She said to Keira.
Catherine distracted Eden with a comment about her new costume, while Keira and Erika turned around to change further into their sport clothes.
"Wow, did I just miss something?" I asked Alexa and Liana.
"The two of them are fighting like that since yesterday." Liana answered.
"Eden made a comment about how pop music isn't really counted as music, which Keira took really personal. It wasn't pretty how much they fought about it during recess." Alexa said quietly.
I nodded. "I heard a rumor about two girls fighting already yesterday. I bet that it would have been about them."
"You're probably right." Liana said.
The conversation soon died out a bit, and all the girls got changed.
Dandelion came to pick me up after P.E. and asked me how the class went. I told her all about it and the fight earlier during our walk to Math class.
The class wasn't that hard, it's the same in every country. For the rest of the day, nothing much happened. Our roommate came in really late, far after curfew. She said goodnight, by which I realized that this was the first thing she said to us after telling us her name yesterday. I reckoned that she isn't a really big talker, but I wondered where she went to tonight. It was the same as yesterday, she came back really late too. But I was too sleepy to notice. If this goes on for the whole week, I'm asking her. I think and I slowly fall asleep.