(Stevie)
At lunch, I go to Ms. Antariksa's room. Despite being a teacher, she was just like any other friend: loyal and friendly.
"Hi Ms. Antariksa!" I say before coming into the room.
"Hey Stevie! Come in!" Ms. Antariksa says at her computer. I guess she was checking the SYF emails.
"Ms. Antariksa?" I ask.
"Yes Stevie?"
"Do you check the SYF emails?" I ask.
"Oh no Stevie. I just go around making sure you are sending in an email to your SYF buddy, I don't read the SYF emails. I would, but it would cut into my bass time." Ms. Antariksa explains.
"Bass time?" I ask. She points to the corner, and I notice that there's a bass guitar over there. Weird, since I never seen it. She must be hiding it in the storage room, or something.
"I used to play bass guitar in high school. I still do on my break time. Sometimes I play the ukulele."
"The ukulele?"
"Yeah. My husband taught me." she explains smiling a bit. I smile at the thought of Ms. Antariksa young and in love, but then I remember what I came here for.
"Ms. Antariksa?"
"Yes Stevie?"
"Umm... Remember the girl who had rumors spread about her by her SYF buddy?" I ask. Ms. Antariksa freezes at this.
"Yes, I do." she says.
"Well, do you know who she is?"
"Umm... Why?"
"Because many students are spreading rumors that it's... Um... You." I say. After that, Ms. Antariksa curses under her breath.
"It's not me." she says through gritted teeth. I could tell she was lying.
"Then who is it?" I ask. She takes a few moments to come up with an excuse, then finally answers.
"She was a close friend of mines. She was very insecure, but she had fun sharing her feelings through SYF."
"Do you remember her name?"
"Her name was... Uh... Rai-aina. Her name was Raina," Ms. Antariksa stutters. Hmm... Her name was Lulu, but then I remembered her middle name was Raina. "Don't tell anyone I told you this." Ms. Antariksa says.
"Don't worry Ms. A. You can count on me, right? Need help with anything?" I ask. She looks around in her clean classroom with graded papers and organized packets.
"Nope. You know, you don't have to spend your lunch with a hag like me. Go hang out with Kacey and Grace. Maybe Zander." she says. I almost throw up.
"What? What do you mean Zander?"
"Stevie, I'm a teacher, but that doesn't mean I don't pay attention to the students. I could. See that you two hate each other, but mark my words. You two will end up together someday." Ms. Antariksa says. Okay, she was more like a hopeless romantic aunt than a cranky teacher.
"I could tell you are busy, so I'm just going to go." I say making my way towards the door.
"Oh, Stevie..."
"Yes Ms. A?"
"Are you going to the masquerade ball?" she asks. Masquerade ball? What?
"Masquerade ball?"
"There's a masquerade ball coming up. Thinking of going with someone in particular? Maybe a ukulele player?" she teases.
"Shut up..." I mutter under my breath.
"It's very disrespectful to tell a teacher to shut up." she says, but I could tell she was trying not to laugh. She reminded me of an older sister. At least what I think older sisters are like.
"See ya Ms. A." I say.
"Bye Stevie."
A/N: So... this was a pretty lame chapter. I am not so creative as I used to be, so I ended up morphing this story into another Cinderella story of mine. Tell me what you think in the reviews darling!