Lordy lord this took waaaaaaaayyy too long. I have been really busy with life, I didn't think I had one but apperantly I do... XD
Anyways this chapter is long to make up for it I hope you enjoy! :)
"Ms. Shylar! Welcome! Have a seat!" Gwen gave an odd look too the principal but then sat down hoping he didn't see her weird gaze. "I'm sure as hell you know who I am." The principal stated suavely and confidently, a little too confidently for Gwen's liking.
"Your Principal McClean. You run TDH, more formally known as Talent Drama High, school for the artistically gifted." Gwen stated, she had memorized those words ever since she was 8 years old.
"Good! It's nice to know that someone recognizes the most handsome face in all of the school board!" He boasted which caused Gwen to roll her eyes.
She had already looked up so much about the school that she had heard the principal had a reputation for being a bit arrogant but this was already a little too much for Gwen's liking. But all that aside, he is known to be the best at what he does, and if he can really help her reach her full potential, she could easily stand the pompous side remarks...hopefully.
Mr. McClean had handed Gwen a schedule for her classes, but accounting how large the school is and how her public school was about a tenth of this school, she was easily overwhelmed, but the blue haired girl was stubborn and refusing to ask for help. With her head spinning in confusion and frustration she bumped into someone in front of her, causing them both to topple over. While the person in front of her stood up effortlessly Gwen had to recollect her things and was a little bit frustrated with herself for being so clumsy.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry! Are you ok?" Asked the figure, Gwen looked up to see a kind eyed girl with her blonde hair pulled together into a messy ponytail, she was wearing a blue sweatshirt and jeans that only went to her knees. She offered her hand and Gwen accepted the offer so she pulled her up.
"Don't be sorry, it's my fault I bumped into you." Gwen said bluntly shrugging her shoulder, then offered a slight smile. "But thanks anyways...I'm Gwen."
"Bridgette." Replied the blonde easily, then her eyes narrowed at Gwen, and Gwen was scared that she might have done something wrong. "Wait...your new!"
Gwen inwardly sighed but kept neutral on the outside. "Uh yeah...I am."
"That's awesome!" Exclaimed Bridgette smiling brightly. "The freshman and up policy won't allow any new students to join, but they vent the roles for you! You must be pretty good at what you do."
Gwen hid behind some of her face, she wasn't used to people being easily friendly with her, but Bridgette just seemed to be one of those happy beaming girls, and Gwen found that nice.
"I don't know...I wouldn't really say I'm that good." Gwen shyly protested the compliment.
"I bet you are. Can I see your class schedule real quick?" Asked Bridgette with a pleading look. Gwen handed her the sheet and Bridgette scanned over the contents, her face lit up happily again. "We actually have a lot of the same classes together!" This is perfect! I can introduce you to everyone and you can do a big performance in front of everyone! I bet everyone would love to see you perform and-" Bridgette stopped when she saw the blue haired girls face struck with horror. "What's the matter?"
"I can't perform in front of everyone, not on my first day. I'm already freaking out about walking into class with all eyes on me, I could t perform yet. I need to feel more comfortable.
Bridgette nodded understandably, for the blondes first couple of days she had trouble performing too, and that was with everyone. Bridgette couldn't even imagine the type of pressure that was being put on Gwen. "Ya know...our teacher Ms. Blainley isn't very good with remembering morning announcements, of you want we could just sneak in and instead of being introduced like that you could meet people one on one." Gwen's gave relaxed, she was happy to have Bridgette around, she was already helping her in the 3 minutes that they had known each other.
"Your a lifesaver!" Gwen said quickly hugging Bridgette. "Thank you." Bridgette self consciously smiled at Gwen's sudden change, like Bridgette had just broken down a barrier.
"No problem Gwen. Let's head to class before Ms. Blainley catches us late." Bridgette motioned Gwen down one of the halls and Gwen followed quickly until they reached the classroom.
When they arrived in the classroom a blonde in a red dress and high stilettos was sleeping. Gwen quietly crept in and no one really seemed to notice her. They say in the back of the room quietly talking until someone approached her, he had a green Mohawk and a couple of piercings. His smirk blindingly bright, Bridgette rolled her eyes at his obvious attempts to look cool.
"Hey." He said simply cocking one eyebrow, Gwen rolled her eyes along with Bridgette.
Gwen waved simply not showing much emotion.
"I couldn't help but notice you staring at me." He grinned, which was most certainly not true, she was looking at the board which happened to be in his direction, still Gwen bit her tongue and ignored the boys flirty attempts. He shifted a bit closer and Gwen clearly squirmed a little bit still remained silent. "So Babe, my names Duncan." Gwen had inwardly snapped.
"My names not interested and I'd love to continue our conversation but if I'm being honest I really don't want to." She didn't even look up, she kept writing in her book, the boy with the Mohawk was taken back and Bridgette had bursted into laughter. Duncan's face had formed into a frown. "But..." interjected Gwen and Duncan's face expression changed. "If you want to sit and talk about something else I'm sure neither of us would mind."
She shot him a sly smile and he was shocked for a couple of seconds but then sat down with the girl and talked with her making sure to give her personal space this time around so he wouldn't provoke her. Bridgette interjected every once in a while but didn't really have much interest in the topic, they discussed different horror movies and their favorites and how each other's opinions were terrible and then laugh about it.
Ms. Blainley woke from her deep sleep and started teaching the class. "That's my cue to leave." Said Duncan walking back to his table. "See you around new girl."
"It's Gwen." Interrupted the blue haired girl, Duncan only smirked at the comment and walked back to the other table, and with that the Blonde teacher began lecturing the students on fame and celebrity image.