Suspicion
The next morning, the shiny, blue Corvette pulled up in front of an aged building. Forest green vines crept and covered the edges beneath its black stone roof. Teenagers in blue and white uniforms either entered the building or talked among their peers.
"Okay, have a good day." Scipio said to the girl beside him.
"I'm scared." Galatea looked out the tinted window.
A boy glanced over and his jaw nearly dropped from the sight of the Corvette, "Hey, look at that car! It must be a rich kid. Maybe we can get him to hang with us."
"Tea, there is nothing to be scared about. You'll have Bo, he can help you out."
"It won't be the same."
"What do you mean?"
"You've always been there to help me, Dad."
"Galatea, we talked about you calling me 'Dad'. Just try to have fun. Okay?"
"All right." Galatea grabbed her backpack and exited the car door.
The boy's jaw dropped even harder once a girl left the Corvette, "What the fu-? It's a girl!"
Amber eyes glanced over to the crazed boy, but swiftly focused on the front doors of the school. Galatea walked towards the doors as people around her fell silent, hearing only the school-issued shoes click against the stone walkway.
"Who is she?" A girl whispered. "I have never seen her before." Whispers also fell on her ears, but Galatea paid no attention. The doors were her main goal.
"Tea!" Bo appeared out of nowhere.
"Ah!" Galatea jumped and dropped her books. "Bo, you startled me."
"Whoops, sorry. Here let me help you with your books." He bent down and picked up her books.
"Scipio said you'd show me around." She gathered her books back from Bo.
"Sure, anything. Follow me, I'll take you to the main office." He opened the door for her, "The uniform fits you, by the way."
"Thanks." She entered and gazed at inside beauty of the school, "Wow, your school is pretty."
"But the teachers are not, just to warn you." Bo replied. "This way." He led to the west of the school. "Just talk to Mrs. Vorsichtig. She'll do the rest. See you around, Tea." He waved and left.
Galatea entered the main office and saw teachers and administrators running about. "Excuse me." She approached the main desk, where an old woman of eighty with short, white hair and glasses that rested on the bridge of her nose sat behind, having a conversation on the phone. "Hello?" Galatea knocked on the desk.
"Wollen sie warten!" The old woman shouted.
"You're no help." Galatea muttered. Her amber eyes spotted a woman with ruby hair and a floral dress, "Excuse me, ma'am."
"Yes?" The woman smiled as her rosy cheeks glowed, "Say, I haven't seen you around before. Are you new here?"
"Yes, I am. I'm Galatea."
"Galatea, that's a lovely name. Very unique. I'm Fräulein Reinheit."
"Nice to meet you, I was wondering if you could help me."
"Of course."
"I just need my class schedule, but the lady at the desk…" Galatea looked back at the old woman.
"Oh, Mrs. Vorsichtig. She's always on the phone with her friends, talking about soap operas. Never mind her, she's grouchy." The woman waved her hand in a shooing manner. "You need your schedule, you say?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Let's see, were you registered over the weekend?" She went behind the counter and rummaged through the stack of papers.
"Yes, ma'am." Galatea repeated. "My cousin registered for me."
"Last name?"
"What was it?" She muttered under her breath, "Altro. Galatea Altro."
"Ah! Here it is. Look at that! You have me for Writing class right after my lunch. That's when I'm in a good mood."
"Alright, then. I'll see you later, ma'am."
"Goodbye, Galatea." The teacher smiled and waved.
Galatea walked out of the office and felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She's been through crazier things with Scipio. But could she handle high school?"
The day has been fair so far to Galatea, no one really talked to her much. Oddly enough, she liked it. The time for lunch came as Galatea held a paper sack in her hand looking at the crowded tables of students.
"Galatea!" Bo frantically waved his hand from his table.
The girl smiled and walked over to the blonde teenager, "Hi, Bo."
"Guys, this is my friend, Galatea. She's really amazing." He said as his friends gazed at her in amazement.
"I saw you coming out in that sweet Corvette? Are you loaded?" A boy asked her.
"What? No, I'm staying with my cousin right now."
"Don't be shy, Tea, sit down." Bo scooted over for Galatea.
"Thanks, Bo." She smiled and sat down.
"So, how's the day going for you so far?"
"Good, I should say."
"Maybe you could hang out with us in the courtyard once we're finished eating."
"Do you have a library?"
"Doesn't every school?"
"I just need to relax. Get some peace, you know."
"I understand it's been pretty rough of what's happened. It's right next door to the gym."
"Thank you. Here, you can have my lunch. I'm not really hungry." Galatea got up, "I'll see you later." She walked away until she was stopped by a slender, blonde girl who wore a bright pink scarf and colorful jewelry. "Hello."
"What do you think you are doing?" The girl sneered.
"Leaving."
"Did I not just see you with Boniface?"
"He likes to be called Bo, not Boniface."
"Whatever. I just wanted to let you know that he's mine. And no new girl is going to take him away from me."
"You think Bo and I-" Galatea started laughing, "I'm afraid you're confused. Bo and I are just friends."
"That's what they all say. And just for the record, nobody laughs at Brianna Hurtz. Considered this a welcome to school." The girl quickly shoved a piece of pie into Galatea's face. "Peachy, no? Stay away from Boniface, freak." The girl walked off as thousand of students pointed and laughed at Galatea.
Galatea wiped the pie residue away from her eyes and dashed out of the cafeteria. She quickly ran into the bathroom and washed her face off. The poor girl gazed into her reflection in the mirror. She could see it all. Her pain, her sadness, her anger. She stared at the door and into the reflection again, wondering what should she do.
Brianna stood in the hallway alone, checking her appearing in the pink mirror held in her locker. "Beautiful, as usual." She closed the locker door only to find Galatea standing behind it. Brianna jumped a little, but remained her composure, "What do you want, freak?"
Galatea stared at her pink scarf and smiled, "That is a beautiful scarf you're wearing.
Everything seemed to be at peace in the cafeteria until a student ran in, screaming her head off, "Brianna's dead! Brianna's dead!"
Everyone got up and followed the student outside towards an oak tree, where there was a dead Brianna Hurtz, hanged by her beautiful pink scarf.
Bo's eyes grew wide by the shock of this as other students screamed while teachers tried to gather the students back inside. The boy turned to the window, exposing the library. He stood there, seeing who was inside, his eyes grew even wider.
Inside, Galatea sat by the window, reading a book. She stopped, looked up and to the window, seeing Bo standing there. She didn't gasp or scream at the sight of the dead girl. All she could do was smile at the shocked Bo.
"Tea?" Whispered Bo.
And with that, Galatea smile grew bigger, as if he didn't recognize her.
Author's Note: Sorry for not writing, but I made the chapter longer than I expected to make it up to you. I'm working on a new fanfic right now, but it's not a Thief Lord fanfic…it's Doctor Who. So, if I ever get a chance to post it up, take a chance to look at it. Thank you and thank you for writing reviews. It was truly awesome.