Blood Bonds
Chapter 3: Where do I fit in?
I pause at her abrupt confidence and frown slightly in annoyance; she must be used to being around guys. Great, that kid of girl. I sigh slightly, already knowing what I to do. It seems she isn't my type after all.
"Erm...hey." I say quickly, not looking at her before completely disregarding her outstreched hand. Pulling her hand slowly back, her friends erupt into a fit of laughter which causes her to frown. This confirms it, she is unused to rejection, a bully. Just as she opens her mouth to try again, I sling my backpack further up my shoulder before simply walking out of the door leaving her, Monica, I think it was, looking bewildered.
Taking my first few steps outside, I notice the sun blazin above. The aroma of freshly cut grass fills my nostrils This causes me to smile and I jog down the marble steps with a bounce in my step. Wonder where Claire will be? I have Drama and Theatre studies next and I have no idea where that is, great. I gulp and try to think out my options. I can either just wonder round and hope someone takes pity on me...or I can go to the cafeteria and see if someone can help me there. Well...I probably have enough time to wonder round, but that's never been my style. With a wicked smile, I set off to the large building.
Navigating my way through the vast amount of tables, I am greeted by the usual quiet hum of teenage chat. I glance around the room, deciding best where I should sit. A small group of girls are giggling at some jocks arm wrestling in the middle of the room, the geeks are packed in a corner with a ton of papers spread out, no place for me. Eventually making my way over to the till I halt in surprise, Eve is there leaning over the counter with her elbows and a crazy grin plastered across her face. OH! I forgot she works here. She gestures me over,
"What you havin'?" She asks me with a slight smirk. I give her a wicked grin in reply.
"Just a milky coffee." I reply and she turns, starting to prepare the drink before the words are even out of my mouth.
That's when I hear it. A brilliant voice bellows out a magnificent note, having no problem holding it. I immediately whip my head round to see a small girl around my age with her arms raised in the air and her face scrunched up as she continues to hold the note. She has chestnut brown hair, dip dyed blonde at the bottom. 'Maginificent' I think to myself as she finishes the note and sits down. Still caught up in the moment, I feel a hand tap my shoulder,
"Hmm..?" I ask casually before the hand slaps the back of my head. "Owch, what?" I ask, turning. Rolling her eyes, Eve passes me the coffee and I scramble around, trying to get some change however she shrugs it off.
"On the house, don't expect it all the time though, sugar." She says with a wink. I wink back at her and say thanks before heading over to the group which were singing moments ago. Finally, somewhere I can fit in.
AN: Hey this is turning into a crossover! We are incorpirating a little bit of glee club! BUT don't stop reading! Reviews are great guys! All appreciated! There won't be LOADS of Glee, but some!