The New Girl
'This, class, is Samantha Nixon and she'll be joining our form, so I hope you will make her very welcome', Ms Gold, their form tutor announced. 'Samantha, please take a seat, there's one over there by Philip.' She walked over to the empty seat and sat herself down.
'Hi, I'm Phil', he told her.
'Samantha' she replied.
'Philip, please don't lead the new girl away quite so soon will you?' Ms Gold spoke, looking straight at him, with him with her beady stare. Phil grinned, this day was going to be great.
After registration, Ramani DeCosta was assigned to look after Samantha. 'So where you from Samantha?' she asked, more out of being polite rather than interest.
'I'm from Manchester. We've just moved in around here. To the Hillside estate. You know it?' Ramani knew it. Everyone did. It was the posh estate. Samantha obviously had money. 'I believe you know my friend Jo Masters.' Sam said. 'She used to come here then she moved to my school in Manchester.' Ramani looked at her with interest. If she knew Jo perhaps this girl wasn't that bad.
'Yeah, I know Jo. Everyone does. So what she up to now?' Samantha filled her in on the way to their lesson. Telling her about Jo's 16th birthday party. 'God I wished I'd been there.' Ramani laughed. 'Hey, my boyfriend Terry is having a party on Friday you should come. It'll be fun.'
'I'm not sure. I don't really know anyone.' Sam answered.
'Well, it'll be a good way to meet people and I'll introduce you to the gang at dinner.'
'Cool!'
At dinner, Ramani and Samantha, joined a group sitting around a table, in the centre of the canteen. 'Gang, this is Samantha Nixon. She's just moved into Hillside from Manchester, and she knows Jo'. A chorus of 'Hi's and 'Nice to meet you's echoed around the table.
'Call me Sam' she said. She looked around the table, and noticed the guy she sat next to in form- Phil'
'Sam, this is my boyfriend Terry- he's in the sixth form, Mickey, Phil, Smithy, Kerry and Honey. Smithy, Kerry and Honey are all in year 10, but they're all right really'.
'Considering they're year 10's' Phil grinned, Sam felt her heart melt. He looked at her with his chocolate coloured eyes. A shiver went down her spine. He was amazing.
'I've invited Sam to the party on Friday. Is that Ok with you guys.'
'Yeah sure; they all replied.
'Excellent, the more hot girls there the better,' Phil said cheekily as Sam sat next to him. She blushed slightly.
'Phil, you're with Cindy', Terry pointed out.
'Yeah, and? She won't mind, it's not like we're married' he replied.
'Is that what you think of your girlfriend?' Sam asked him, slightly disgusted at his attitude.
'Well we're not in an exclusive relationship, she wouldn't mind. It's nice to share.' Sam looked at him angry.
'I can't believe you treat her like that? I'm so glad you're not my boyfriend.' Sam spat.
'That makes to of us', His eyes bore into her with anger. 'You're such a snob, we know you're from Hillside- but don't act all high and mighty with us'. Everyone around that the table sat in silence.
'I'm not a snob! You're just annoyed cos I said I didn't want to be your girlfriend. From the five minutes I've sat here. It's obvious you think you're God's gift for women. Well here's a tip. Get over yourself!' And with that Sam got up, packed her stuff and stormed off out of the canteen, to finish her lunch elsewhere.
'Way to go Phil' Smithy said, looking at him accusingly. 'You really know how to make an impression.'