School wasn't easy, but I didn't want to continue on my father's footsteps and take over his company. Yes, someday I may have to learn the ropes, but for now, I wanted to study and get my own dream fulfilled. My parents always encouraged me to fulfil my wishes in academic ways, especially Grandma Grace. It was her line of profession after all.
I made my way through the hallways while I was still lost in deep thoughts. Having been enrolled in a private school, many advantages are in my conquest. Hallways are spick and span, and quiet all over the school is enforced. Lessons are detailed and all teachers are loving and caring. The only downside is that some students don't realise that they have nothing more than others, they're just humans as me and others, and don't have to be all spoiled brats.
'Sera! Sera!' Mark yelled as came running catching up with me. 'Wait up!'
'Ohh… hey… didn't see you there!' I replied, as we walked together towards the lockers.
'… and you didn't hear me either.' He replied as he re-arranged his glasses. 'Are you ok Grey?'
'I'm perfect.' I replied again, as I looked at my phone noticing that Natalie had texted me.
'Michelson is in class, get your ass in here Grey!'
'We're late Mark.' I said as I hurried down the corridor.
'Nopes… Michelson is early.'
'Tell him that!'
Back at home, both mum and dad were clearing the boxes full 'out of season' clothing. It was their way of seeing what to keep and what to donate.
'Christian is this box yours?' Mum asked.
'No… I usually mark mine.' He replied back as he opened it. 'These are Sera's… and are practically new!'
'Gail?' Mum called for her, as she came hurriedly in the room.
'Yes Mrs. Grey.'
'Why are Sera's clothes in this box? They're practically new!'
'They were fitting her too big Mrs. Grey, and Taylor took her shopping 2 months ago for smaller ones.'
'Smaller than these?' Dad exclaimed.
'Um… Yes Mr Grey.' She replied as dad brushed ran upstairs and mum followed suit.
'What are you doing Christian?'
'Checking our daughter's current size.' He replied as he opened my closet.
'That's invasion of her privacy Christian! We need to trust her!' Mum replied again as she moved forward.
'Privacy my ass! She's a fuckin' extra small! A 17 year old wearing 11 to 12 year old clothing and extra small!'
'Let me see.' Mum said as she took in the sizing labels. 'I was an extra small Christian. It means nothing.'
'Our daughter was a Medium size! She's an extra-small Ana!'
'Christian, relax… We have some days off, and we can monitor things for a while.' Mum said as she kissed dad. 'Come on Christian… put everything back, and we'll keep an eye on her. That's all.'
'You always know how to relax me Ana.' Dad replied as he took in mum's astonishing odour. 'Damn… You intoxicate me Ana!'
'We're alone!'
'In our daughter's room? I kind of want to let this room innocent… for her own sake.' Christian replied. 'We can always go into our room.'
'What are you waiting for then Grey?' Mum replied as she took his hands and made their way to their bedroom. 'Our spring cleaning can wait.'
'Can this lesson be any more boring?' Natalie whispered, as she jolted me from my own thoughts.
'Uhh?' I asked.
'I said if this lesson could be any more boring…'
'It can't be! It's already boring as it is!' I replied as I copied the next note Michelson wrote. 'Why did I take philosophy?!'
'… because we took the only class available.' Natalie whispered back.
'Ms. Grey, Ms. Grimaudli, do you want to share something with us?'
'Um… No sir…'
'THEN NO TALKING IN MY CLASS!'
4 Hours of lessons finally passed, and Natalie, Mark and I made our way to the cafeteria. It was always filled with students, however we always took the same seat. We always took the table on the back side of where no one sits. At least there is a bit of quiet and we could converse.
We all took our trays and as usual we took out some of our work which we could finish.
'Seriously, do people have any better work to do that finding impossible questions?' Natalie grumbled.
'What is it Nat?' I asked as I took a sip of water.
'Complement Proteins aiding in immunity.'
'Mhmm… I guess, as they're produced by hepatocytes and monocytes, they can be activated through alternative pathway or classical pathway…' I started, as Mark took over.
'… they attract neutrophils by chemotaxis, and some are involved in opsonisation. Some punch holes in bacteria causing them to burst, and also promote inflammation by promoting Mast cells.'
'Ohh… that's easy then…' Natalie replied, as she scribbled everything down. 'Guys, you think you'll be able to come for a sleep over tomorrow?' She asked.
'Count me in!' Mark replied. 'Just bring plenty of pizza.' He joked.
'What about you Sera?'
'I'm not sure guys. My parents are finally taking some time off from work, and I'd rather spend some time with them while I can.'
'Yeah sure… It's understandable.' Natalie said. 'Which reminds me. How are things?'
'They're ok… I'm used to things as they are… I know they love me… It's just that have a lot of stresses.' I replied. 'Anyhow… enough about me… Natalie we need to go shopping! I need a new dress!.'
'What happened to the last one we bought?'
'Um… It fits a tad big…'
'Oh…' Nat replied as the bell cut her off. 'Let's go to class.' She continued as we took our trays and placed them on the stack of used trays.
I waited for my friends to move before me before I throw my full tray keeping only the bottle of water.
'Sera, you haven't touched anything!' Mark noticed.
'Um… not hungry… had a huge breakfast at home.' I replied, as I caught up to them.
