Where is she? I sat alone at the bench outside that door, watching for Camille. She should have been here by now. I sighed and played with my pen, hoping she'd show up soon, so she wouldn't be late. People walked into the classroom, only a few stopped to say hello.
"Hey Choula." Someone whispered.
I looked up to see who it was. Oh god, Nitro.
"Hey Nitro…" I mumbled. I had never gotten along with this kid. He usually was mean to me and arrogant.
"Something wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing, go away." I could hear him sigh as he walked away. I had to hurt his feeling as bad as she usually hurt mine. I felt a little bad, but not enough to really care. I was the ice queen to a lot of people, only because I always looked mad, and only said nice things to Camille. They'd all get over it eventually.
I finally decided that I should head into class and save Camille a seat. When I looked there were two empty seats in the front and two in the back. The two in the back were by Nitro, no way. I'd live with sitting up front.
As I sat I watched the other students. They all seemed so happy. I wondered why I never was. I had a good life and friends… well 'A' friend. I just couldn't stand peoples' stupidity. No one else understood that besides Camille.
I heard a rustling beside me, finally Camille.
"Where were you?" I questioned.
"I got lost, a nice boy helped me though." She was blushing.
"Oh? A nice boy or a cute boy?" I smiled, I wanted all the details.
"A cute boy." Of course, she has all the luck.
"What's his name?" Hopefully he had a cute name.
" I don't know." She knew I was going to grill her for that…
"Oh Camille!" I laughed.
"I know, I know." She just smiled and began to doodle in her notebook. She was lucky to have found such a cute guy.
I sighed and looked about the classroom, pausing on Nitro, short black hair that was spiked to a point in the front. Dark eyes. He was good looking, and tall. The only thing that bugged me about him was his narcissistic attitude.