Updated. Let's hope all goes well for Kori on her first day.
My grey knit sweater sporting the Gotham Academy logo on the right chest was made of wool and very itchy. It did not help that everyone was staring at me and I was sweating profusely. I kept having to pull down my skirt, feeling as if it was too short or that I was showing more leg then most girls-being very tall with long legs, dresses and skirts always tended to be shorter on me than normal.
I was waiting in the main office for Mrs. Mae-Eye to find my schedule. She was an old grumpy looking women with too much makeup and red lipstick on her teeth. Her voice was more like a bark and bite then anything sweet. Above the principal's office held the emblem for the school, as well as matching carpets with expensive mahogany furniture that seemed to be polished every night.
This was the kind of school children of Gotham's elite attend to, not a girl from West Gotham. Quickly I was reminded of my friends. Rachel, Garfield, and Dick attended this school. Although I was nervous, I was not alone. Rachel had promised to meet me at lunch along with the others. That seemed so far away, although it was dipping into fourth period already. The beginning of my morning consisted of waking up extra early with Galfore to drop me off. Which had been hard saying goodbye to him, we both knew that we wouldn't be able to see each other often. This time though he could call as many times as he wished, and I could talk to him without fearing my step-father.
The rest of my morning was spent in meetings with the administration and taking placement tests to see where I rank. Admittedly there was some problems I did not understand, or somethings I had not learned. That was expected of course, Gotham Academy was ahead compared to most schools. The highest math you could take in WGH was Trigonometry. In GA you could take trig, statistics or calculus. I heard mostly seniors took statistics or calculus so I assumed I would be put in trigonometry.
"Miss. Anders?" Mrs. Mae-Eye crocked.
"Yes?" I said coming to her desk.
"Here's your schedule. You won't know where things are so sit tight until I get a student to help." The women then called someone on her phone and within a couple minuets a blonde girl appeared. Her hair was cut shoulder length, with a pink headband holding back her blonde bangs. I noticed her uniform was different the other students; pink sweater and a pink plaid skirt wearing grey knee highs with white converse.
"Hellooooo Mrs. Mae-Eye" she cooed.
"Good morning Kitten." Mrs. Mae-Eye said with interest. Clearly, she liked this Kitten girl, "this child is Kori Anders you will be showing her around to a few of her classes for today."
"OH I would love to!" Kittens voice had this annoying shrill to it. I believed it to be false, of course I never wanted jump to certain assumptions.
"Oh my I just looove your shoes!" Kitten said with a smirk.
I looked down to my penny loafers that I bought at the thrift store this weekend with Galfore. They were faded and an ugly brown, surprisingly they were the best there that fit.
"I thank you. I admire your skirt." Her face contorted in a weird way upon hearing my accent.
"Thanks!" She said in the classic mean girl way. Then she grabbed my arm in the crock of her elbow and blew a kiss to Mrs. Mae-Eye.
The hallways were empty, the linoleum shinning and navy lockers making the halls go on forever. Once down the main hallway Kitten stopped and wrecked her hand from my grip.
"Ow!" I said not prepared for the sharp pull in my shoulder.
"Oh shut up that didn't hurt." Her smile turned coy. "Now look normally I would pretend to be 'super sweet'! too you but," she said poking her finger at me, "I know you were hanging with my Dickie-poo at Victors party."
My heart sank, he did have a girlfriend. I could not imagine Richard liking someone like her, but love happens my brain quickly processed. I wondered why Racheal or Garfield never mentioned her. Of course, neither of them had a way of knowing I was growing to like Dick Grayson, such a foolish and clique thing for me to do. Fall for the popular drop dead gorgeous boy. A rational part of my brain tried to tell my I was wrong, I just…I could not see Dick actually liking me. Not with everything, but I also believed that a part of him might. Oh X'hal I was so confused.
"He was only being a kind friend," I reassured her.
"Yeah well back off bitch, he's mine," she then put her hand on her elbow, "he may not know it yet but we are in love." I then looked up squinting my eyes. Of course, she was the one who was typical! Richard was not dating her, she just wished they were! He even told me he did not have a girlfriend, or that Babs was not his girlfriend. But he would not have tried to kiss me if he had other girls would he? Or have been so eager for me to live at his house if there was a girlfriend involved. I felt foolish for doubting him so quickly, although it was really myself that I doubted.
"It is almost fifth period, please where is room 209?" I said kindly trying to change the subject and move on.
"Not telling you, we're not done this conversation. The fact that you're trying to change it means you're all up on my man!" she then shoved me into the locker, the noise causing other students to look out their doors.
"Please do not do that." I said standing tall.
"Awe what are you going to do?" she said taunting, "a freak like you should go back to where they came from. A zoo!"
"You are mistaken, normally 'freaks' would go off into the circus for their abnormalities, animals such as the tiger and bear go to the zoo."
"Fine only freaks belong to a circus." She hissed obviously annoyed.
I laughed at the irony, Dick Grayson was part of the Flying Grayson's in a circus during his young life. Of course, she did not know this, nor was I willing to share with her private information he shared with me. It was still humorous.
"What are you laughing at? Don't you know you're a freak? Only freaks have orange skin, or idiots who don't know how to use a tanning salon."
This made me angry, I curled my fingers in. "That is most unkind!"
"Ha. Someone's angry." Her laugh was menacing.
"Goodbye Kitten." I said done with this encounter and hoping to be walking in the correct direction to my class.
"Where the fuck are you going? Do you think you can just walk away from me?" I ignored her screaming and looked to the rooms all of which were in the hundreds. I would have to find the stairs.
I was not expecting Kitten to follow me. "Hey you! No one walks away from me until I say so!"
I turned to face her "please Kitten I am only trying to go to class."
"I don't care!"
"Fuck off Kitten." A familiar voice said.
I looked over to find Jason coming out of a nearby bathroom. A smile forming on my lips. "Hello Jason." I said with a wave.
"Wow are you fucking his brother too?" Kitten taunted which only made Jason annoyed.
"Actually Kitten," he said laughing at her name. "Kori's a good friend who will be staying with us, so back off."
"You're just mad because you can't get this." Kitten said walking away with a humph.
Jason just rolled his eyes and smiled sympathetically when he saw me. "Sorry Kori, she's somehow friends with that witch they call Mrs. Mae-Eye in the main office."
"Yes… they were very friendly." I then gave a small giggle "Jason why are you not in class, do you have one of those periods of free?"
He chuckled at my accent, "nah class was not interesting enough today, so I'll show you around." He said with a wink, taking my paper.
"Guck you're in smart classes."
"I am?" I said in amazement.
"Haha don't be too happy about it, there manly boring."
"And you would know Mr. Skipping-class?" I teased.
"Well classes tend to not interest me, but I'll let you in on a secret." He said whispering into my ear. "I have A's in all of them."
"No you do not" I said scolding him playfully. "You were not allowed at Victor's party due to a grade."
"Yeah," he said running his hands through his hair, an action so familiar to Richard, "That was one time."
"Very well." I giggled then looked at my schedule in his hand. "Do you and I have any classes together?"
He looked down. "Just gym it seems." His smile then grew wicked, "oh imma love seeing you try to lift weights."
"What? I am in a weight class?" I was not surprised this school had a lifting class, only that it was concerned a gym. Gym at WGH consisted of throwing a ball or walking in circles around the gym.
"No, but we lift once a week to try to keep us in shape." He looked to me and paused outside a classroom. "Do you not like lifting?"
"You shall see. For all you know I could be the strong one."
He chuckled "you could hold my drunken self-down, so we'll see about that." His thumb pointed to the class behind him. "This is your class, just knock and good luck." With that he gave a two finger salute and walked down the hall ways with confidence.
The door also looked mahogany or a pseudo mahogany. Before knocking I took a deep breath, trying to calm my anxiety. A muffled voice said walk in and I did as told. Instantly strange faces looked up to me, their bored expressions shifting to the new topic for gossip.
"And you are?" the teacher inquired.
"Kori Anders." My voice was shaking, palms slippery on my binders and books.
"Ah yes, please do take a seat." She then turned around to continue whatever she was teaching the students. I looked around panicked trying to find a familiar face but to no avail. Instead I hurried to the back were there was only one seat left and sat beside a sleeping boy.
The teachers name was Mrs. Blood, she was tall and gangly, wearing a pencil skirt and maroon silky blouse. Her face was young but her hair was a beautiful grey. This was British Literature, something I had only barely touched upon. We were discussing sonnets. Learning the difference between Shakespearean ones and the others.
Around 11:55 the bell rang, dismissing all the students in a hurry. Immediately the room erupted with voices, talking about parties and papers. Some looked to me and would giggle, occasionally I would hear the name Dick or Jason mentioned. Most of Gotham's Academy's students had well known parents, however none were as famous as the hires of Bruce Wayne.
"Miss. Anders" Mrs. Blood said, "Come here please."
I went up to her desk, "greetings."
She gave a bored expression, "yes, greetings. Here is a list of things we have gone over in class thus far. I heard that you're from West Gotham, so I don't expect you to know much on the list. Either way look over it and write what you do, then I'll assess whether or not you should remain in my class. This isn't a slacker's class, I demand attention and motivation in my work." She then moved around some papers while I stood there dumbfounded at how mean she was and hated that she could just move me out of the classroom if she felt like it. I never knew teachers had that power, but perhaps it was different here.
"Why are you still here?" Irritation evident in her voice.
"Oh forgive me, I had not realized you were done."
"Was the pause not enough?"
"I'm sorry Mrs." I said bowing my head.
"Goodbye." She said not even bothering to pay me a glance and I walked out, legs feeling numb and heart heavy. This was not how I was imagining this school to be.
Looking at my schedule I had lunch next. My spirit's lifted and I walked around trying to figure out where the lunch room was. In doing so I discovered the main gym and drama rooms, art room and health office, so my meandering was not totally wasted.
To say the cafeteria was not intimidating would be a lie. Every student in the school was here. All shoving food into their faces or cramming for tests. The food line was still running with students laughing around the condiment's area. I felt so lost, scanning the room for Racheal, or any of my other new found acquaintances.
"KORI!" The green haired Garfield called over, hands waving obnoxiously in the air.
With a smile I walked over glad to see Racheal sitting next to him, book in hand but smiling up at me. Victor Stone was seated at the table as well, followed by the girl named Panta, Jinx, and other's I could not place.
"Greetings friends!" I said bubbly.
"Have you gotten lunch yet?" Racheal asked.
A shook my head, "it is most intimidating."
"Do not be scared new girl." The one named Panta said, "You'll get used to it."
"Oh I hope so! Hopefully soon."
"Come with me Kori I'll grab some lunch too." Racheal said getting up and walking beside me to the various stations. "How's it going so far?" she said picking up a tray.
The heavy sigh gave me away.
"Not so good, you have to remember it is only your first day. Most kids come here and know each other through money or some other bullshit, you'll be fine."
"I know. My teacher was just mean and so was Mrs. Mae-Eye, then this awful girl Kitten began showing me around."
Rachel stopped dead in her tracks, "did you say Kitten?"
"Yes why?"
"Ohmygod I can't believe her!" Racheal's expression grew dark, and she looked fuming. "That girl is nothing but a spoiled brat with an obsession for Dick Grayson."
"I know! She made it out to be that they were in love."
"Dick Grayson, in love? Nope." She laughed.
"What do you mean by that?" I tried to hide the disappointment in my voice, but she knew me better.
"I'm not saying he doesn't have feelings, he's just horrible with them. I've known him for years and he's never found attraction to anyone."
"Except Babs." I said downcast.
"Not even then, she flirted with him practically forced the poor boy to like her. He got over her quick once he was old enough to realize what was going on."
"Oh, I thought they had dated." Maybe Racheal did not know everything Dick did, he did say he was normally closed off with his emotions.
"Nah she wishes, well now anyway."
"Is she not with Jason?"
"Yeah I mean sorta, I'd call it more of an open relationship. Jase isn't into the dating thing either. None of the Wayne boys are. Bruce is forever a playboy and with that, taught the boys its best to stay away from those sorts of things."
"So, I am the foolish for thinking otherwise?" I had no shame in letting Rachel know I was developing feelings for him, she was my closet friend.
"No Kori you're not foolish!" She said realizing everything she was saying discredited how he may feel for me. "I mean he is different around you. I've never seen him smile as much as he does around you."
"Yes, I just…I do hope he has some feelings for me." My voice was a bit somber, and nervous.
"Kori, if he does like anyone around here, I would say you have the best chance.
I lit up at that and smiled "I cannot even begin to tell you what happened Sunday night!"
"You saw him Sunday too?"
"To talk about my scholarship, and then the whole week we were texting and he was saying how Alfred and Bruce really like me and are excited for me to move in."
"Yeah, I guess I'll be over there more often with you." Rachel said with a bit of excitement in her voice.
"I would hope so!" I said scanning my I.D for the lunch lady and walking back to the table.
"But you didn't tell me what happened." She whispered.
"Since when were you so into gossip?" I teased.
She gave me a death glare, "I'm not but he's one of my close friends and so are you, this is kind of interesting."
"That's gossip Rae."
"Oh hush." She said with a wave of her hand and a small smile.
"Well if you must know we almost kissed."
"What?" She shook her head "what stopped you from actually kissing?"
"Jason walked in, and the time before that his father wanted him."
"It happened twice?" She said raising a brow.
"Yes? Is that bad?" I said munching on a carrot.
"No, no it's good I think. Just so odd for Dick." Rachel then ate some of her soup. "But are you excited to move in?"
"Very much so, Galfore dropped off my stuff after saying goodbye this morning."
"Hey Kori."
I jumped out of my seat not expecting him to be right there. "Hi Richard." By the use of his full name everyone looked at me oddly.
He sat down pulling out a turkey sandwich and an apple. "How's your first day going?"
"She had an unfortunate run in with Kitten." Racheal said monotone looking into her book.
"Unfortunate indeed. How about your classes so far." He said clearly uninterested in the mention of the girl.
"Mrs. Blood was not the kindest teacher." I said dipping the corner of my celery into mustard.
"Yeah she's a hard ass, and um…doesn't that taste weird?" He said giving me a funny look.
I looked up to him halting my chewing, "what the celery no?"
He chuckled, "I mean the mustard you're dipping it into."
"She likes mustard." Racheal said, "It's an obsession."
"Truly I love its tangy taste."
"To each their own," Dick said shrugging.
"YOoooo DUDES!" Garfield cried.
"What." Racheal said sparring him an annoyed glance.
"I JUST DEFEATED ANOTHER LEVEL IN ZOMBIE MONKEYS 5!"
"I defeated that game the day after it came out." Victor Stone said putting down his tray stacked high with food.
"That's because you got it the day it came out." Garfield said sticking out his tongue.
"So did you grass stain, what level are you even on? 7."
"For your information cyber butt I'm on level 12 so ha!"
"There's 32 levels Gar," Richard said biting his sandwich.
"Well sorry I don't have unlimited time to do whatever I want." Garfield said passive.
Dick's hand formed into a fist "I don't have unlimited time."
"Whatever," Garfield said biting his lip while playing his game.
As the conversations went on I became a bit overwhelmed. Normally I would sit alone for lunch or use to the time for extra studying. It was a whole new thing to be around so many types of people, with so many different emotions. Manly the people I had met at the party where those who sat with us. Wally came up to the table talking about some girl he slept with, which caused Rachel to glare at him, as well as Jinx. Who he dated, Dick told me that Wally and her just broke up last week.
"So soon?" I whispered back to him.
"Sometimes the best way to get over someone, is to be with someone knew." He then added, "Or to make them jealous."
It was interesting to see all the interaction going on, so much information in such a short time. I felt as if I had known everyone already in just on sitting of lunch! Of course, that was not entirely true, information was just shared.
"What's your next class?" Dick said throwing his lunch away with mine.
I scanned the paper with my finger, "it says languages."
"Why would they put you in that class?" He pondered.
"They asked me what interested me the most, someday I hope to be a linguist."
"Oh interesting, I've never heard of someone wanting to do that."
"Um, well mostly I would work in police departments to help understand foreign information, or a translator." I then shook my head, "it's kind of silly when you think about it."
"No Kori it's not." His smile was sweet and caring, I had not even realized we were standing so close to one another. He tucked a stray hair behind my ear. "Don't let anyone tell you your dreams are silly."
I looked up at him through my eyelashes "thank you Richard."
"This is your class," he said standing beside me, both of us not wanting to leave.
"Do we have any classes together?" I said hoping to spare a few more minutes with him.
"Let me see," I handed him my paper while he over looked it, brightening when he came across a class.
"AP Bio, 8th period." Richard laughed "that's perfect, you'll love that class."
The bell rang, "shit I gotta go, I'll see you around." He said walking backwards then turning to jog towards his class. I hugged my books closer to my chest, smiling to myself as I walked into another classroom. I took the first seat next to the window watching as the other students poured into the classroom. The teacher was nicer, the class more interesting and the students seemed kind. I recognized the Karen or Bee as people liked to call her in the class.
Once the bell rang she went up to me. "Hey you're the girl at Vic's party right? The one that kicked Jason's butt."
"I did not kick his butt, but yes I was there."
"He seemed to not be able to handle you. Girl power!" She said raising her book in the air.
All I could really do was laugh, feeling unsure what to say next. Luckily Bee understood this, and asked me about simple things like classes, and told me about some of the boys in school while walking me to my art class. I was surprised and glad to find Garfield sitting in the room.
"Yo Kori, you're in this class. Sweet!"
I sat down beside him watching him working on something intangible.
"Um Garfield, what are you making?"
"It is a clay tofu waffle for Victor." He took in my confused expression and explained, "Victors my best friend, sure we tease each other but we're there for each other in the end. I'm making this for him as a kind of joke."
"I think that is a very cute idea."
"Thanks, what do you think you're going to do?"
"I am unsure, I have not met with the teacher yet."
"You should do that, she's really nice."
I hoped she was, so far, the only really mean teacher was Mrs. Blood. "Hello Miss Artiza, my name is Kori Anders."
"Oh yes nino, welcome, welcome." Her accent was beautiful, tanned skin glowing on her face with gorgeous black hair that reminded me of my sisters was done up in a side braid. "Now nino, do you enjoy art?"
"My school did not have an art program, but I used to paint whenever I could as a child."
"Perfect! I'll have you start working on a sketchbook. Personalize it all you want and then you can work on a free project." She said handing me a sketchbook.
I began drawing a few things, putting bits of paper and comic strips on it. I drew small flowers in watercolor on a separate sheet of paper. Once it was all put together I envisioned it to be night sky morphing into day, flowers and the bugs of lightning dancing around the page.
"Hermosa nino,"Mrs. Artiza said, "it means beautiful child."
"Oh thank you, I cannot wait to finish it."
"Me as well."
The bell for class rang and Garfield showed me where to put my stuff away so that I wouldn't lose it. Or that someone wouldn't take it. Gym was next and I was relieved to have a familiar face in it.
"Sup Kori." Jason was dressed in black running shorts and a grey school t-shirt.
"Hello Jason, do I have to be in uniform every day?"
"Depends, but mostly."
"I was not given one." I said looking through my bag just in case I had missed it.
"You have to buy it."
"Well that's just rude," I said crossing my arms. Jason for some reason found this hilarious. "Why are you laughing?"
"Your cute, what can I say." He then through his arm around me, "but don't worry Kori," he chuckled again at his rhyming, "I won't flirt with you—too much."
With that I swatted his arm away, walking to stand next to another girl who was smirking at Jason. Her eyes drifted to me.
"Kori right?"
"Um yes, hello." I said looking at the girl with straight blonde hair and blue eyes, her build was light but I also got this feeling she was not someone to mess with.
"Name's Terra, just ignore Jason he's a flirt."
"I bet he is always flirting."
"Normally if you have a vagina and the occasional penis, Jason will hit on you."
"I take it you have received many of the flirtations." She looked at me oddly with my use of expression.
"Yeah I mean sure, I don't know I just see him do it." Terra said lowering her voice and standing awkward. I believe I brought up the wrong thing, perhaps she liked him or disliked him. I do not know, either way I felt wrong for asking the question.
"I am the sorry, did I upset you?"
With a wave of her hand she blew it off, then walked over to another group of girls. I felt an arm around my shoulders again. I rolled my eyes, "Jason I told you no."
"Jason? My names Roy." I jumped not expecting Roy, the boy who play drowned me in the pool.
"Roy please do not do that." I said gasping for breath.
"Sorry," he said confidence flickering.
"Roy why yah scaring poor Kori, and on her first day too!" Jason said messing around. Roy crossed his arms sulking from his friends teasing.
"Are you the o and k?" I said with concern.
"Yeah, I'm sorry about scaring you." He said brightening up, "I actually came over to apologize for last Friday…I was a little out of my head."
"s'okay dude so was I." Jason said scratching his face.
"I was waiting for Kori to say that Jase," Roy then focused his attention to me.
"You are forgiven, but please refrain from throwing me into the pool again." I shuffled my feet nervously, "it was most unpleasant."
"I know."
The gym teacher then called everyone to order, his name was Mr. Blood. Older man with big arms and smaller legs. I laughed at how he resembled the feathered creature in most meals.
"And that's why you don't skip leg day," Jason whispered causing me too, to laugh.
"What did you say Todd?" Mr. Blood hissed.
"Nothing sir," Jason said, although his tone was mocking.
"Why was the girl laughing then, is she crazy?" he said taunting Jason to betray my mental stability.
"I made a small joke." He said with an annoyed sigh.
"Last time your small joke got you a detention so hush up or run four laps."
"Wanna run them with me sir."
"Make that six right now." Mr. Blood said while Jason just laughed and began a slow jog around the track. I could not help but laugh as the whole time he was doing flips or running backwards, distracting the class from Mr. Bloods lecture.
"SEVEN!" Mr. Blood screamed as Jason started doing cartwheels, "The rest of you just go running." he said exasperated.
I tried to suppress my giggles and Jason ran up to me, running backwards so he could see me. "Usually they don't let the girl's run in skirts."
"I pray I do not trip," I said giggling some more.
"Well for some of us that might be a problem."
"You have a flirting addiction." I smirked then sprinted away from him, while he began sprinting to catch up. Of course, I finished my two laps, while he was left running the remaining six.
I worked with Terra the rest of the class, helping her lift while I only did small things because of the fear of someone seeing under my skirt. Next time I would show them just how strong I was. For now, I enjoyed small conversation and excitement of next period's class. Biology was a strong subject for me; I found it very interesting and fun to learn. Not to mention a certain someone would be taking the class with me.
The science wing was closest to the gym, so it did not take long for me to find it and sit at a lab table. I watched Kitten walk in, my mouth agape at the possibility of her being in AP bio. This was not due to her hair, but just over all she seemed like an unintelligent girl.
"Oh god you're here," clear disdain in her voice.
I ignored her and walked up to meet my professor. She was a beautiful women, long neck with very dark brown hair framing her face. Lips the reddest rose with perfectly manicured eyebrows and nails.
"Hello you must be Kori," she purred, "my name is Ms. Kyle."
"Greetings, I am very excited to be in your class. In my previous years biology has been my favorite subject."
"I hope it remains that way." She said with a smile. I saw Dick walk in smiling a goofy smile and waving me over to sit next to him, practically causing Kitten to go up in flames.
Dick sat beside a lab table overlooking the beautiful courtyard. Cherry blossom and beautiful pine trees shaded over lunch tables and benches. It looked like a beautiful place to study or read in the warmer weather. Flying creatures flew about my stomach as he scooted his stool closer to mine, knees grazing each other. Such a simple move that sent shivers all over me.
"Hey," he whispered leaning on his elbows, trying to remain interested in class while the instruction began.
"Hey," I whispered back biting my lip to hide my smile.
"After school some of us go study at the library, wanna join?"
My heart fluttered at his invitation, momentarily forgetting that I would see him after school no matter what. "I'll have to check my schedule, I'm very busy you know." I teased.
"I'm sure you can find some time to fit me in." he said with confidence then returned to the lecture while I tried to think of anything but him. It was hard focusing on microorganisms when Dick Grayson was practically brushing shoulders with you. Looking handsome as ever with his hair all tussled, white dress shirt peeking out from beneath his grey sweater. What a clever idea actually, this sweater was so unpleasant.
"Ms. Kyle?" Kitten said interrupting the class.
"Yes Kitten," even the teacher seemed annoyed at her comment.
"The new girl is really distracting me." Ms. Kyle looked to me with no clue as to what I could be doing to distract her. I glanced over to Dick who just hid his face in his hands.
"How so?"
"Her sweater is really ugly, and she keeps looking at Dick Grayson." Dick spun around to look at her, his face a bright red—not from being embarrassed but with anger.
"Shut up Kitten no she's not!" He said defending me.
"Yes she is, she told me this morning she's in looveee with you."
"Kitten this is highly inappropriate," Ms. Kyle said with disbelief, "and miss Kori if you are for some reason distracting Kitten, please stop."
I opened my mouth to protest but froze, hating the stares I got from the other students. A deep red forming on my cheeks. Everyone probably all thought I was clique. Tears dared to bring themselves to surface and I bit my lip trying to hold myself together. Quickly I leaned my head down feigning to scribble notes on my paper to try and calm my emotions.
Dick's hand touched my elbow in the slightest way, I refused to look at him for fear he would d see how weak I was. I heard him sign and try to write down whatever notes the teacher had written. The class then went on, with Kitten sending daggers my way with her eyes.
School could not be over fast enough.
I quickly threw everything into my book bag and walked as quickly as possible without running out the door, I did not even stop to wait for Dick or say goodbye to the teacher. I was too humiliated by Kitten. I just wanted to leave.
"Kori wait!" Dick said running up behind me, gently tugging my shoulder. "Don't let her get to you, she has no idea who you are."
With watery eyes I looked up to him, "she does though! Today she was supposed to walk me around and instead she was the bully and cruel. She accused me of sleeping with you and Jason, and said I was just going over you and, and it is not anything I imagined this school to be and I just am really overwhelmed right not with everything and I fear that I may be, being annoying and she just keeps making mean comments about my looks, she called me a freak and I-" His jaw was taut.
"What." He said cutting me off.
It was not a question, anger rolled off his shoulders. "I can't believe she'd go that far." He said looking towards the classroom, not knowing of what she said but I assumed he could guess. "She can't get away with that," he said heading for the door while I grabbed his arm.
"Richard don't!" I said panic in my eyes.
"Kori she doesn't even know you and she's treating you like shit." He was clearly trying to control his anger, breathing in deeply and balling his fingers into fists.
"It is not worth it Richard, please I do not want trouble on my first day." Suddenly his expression softened.
"You're right, I forgot." Hi eyes downcast, embarrassed at his sudden anger. "Listen, it's okay to have a rough day, I am sorry you're so overwhelmed. First days can be like that. Not to mention everything else happening. I don't wanna make it any worst."
"It is the o and k, I believe it is best we head off to the library." My hand rested on his shoulder, this time me being the one to comfort him a ghost of smile shown on his lips.
"That's a good idea." He said as we headed out the big wooden doors off into the city.