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Sep 04, 2012 09:02PM
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Isabella didn't want to be around so many people , she couldn't stand it , so she escaped from the lunchroom , and went to her locker . Inside were pictures of her , her mom , and her dad . Smiling and laughing . She ripped the picture down and threw it in the bin .
Claire walked to her locker wearing a bored expression. Things were often boring here, she thought. She had only been here a short while but claire already knew that this school wouldn't be nearly as exciting as scamming people with her father.
Claire looked over at the girl, composing her face to make her look sweet and polite. "Hi....i'm Adara." She lied smoothly. As if she would give out her real name. Claire bit her lip, making herself look shy.
"i love your name. so pretty. are you new here too. Im going to miss traveling with my parents and seeing all the cool people and places." after she said that she blushed, not wanting to appear like she was bragging.
Claire nodded wistfully. "Oh yes! I love to travel. And yes, i am new." She blushed in embarrassment, only faking of course. "And i like your name too."
Pepper peeked warily through the door and snuck inside, a small slip of paper clasped in her hand. It had her locker number on, and her first lesson since the front office had forgotten to set her out a timetable and had told her to return at lunchtime. Not that it mattered She was used to being forgotten. She scanned the rows of lockers before finding hers and fumbling around with it for a few minutes before it opened.
Claire glanced around at the other kids. She was trying to figure out who would be easy to trick and who wouldnt but it seemed as if she was just a curious student.....which was partly true.
She ran a hand through her wavy pink hair sighing slightly. Her mother had managed to give her a good beating before she left.to see you through untill the holidays. she had sneered. Purple brusiings covered her arms but she had managed to grab a long sleeved shirt so none of the other pupils would see. She also suspected a few cracked ribs and her mother had even gotten the belt out which was only used for special occasions, so whip lashes lined her back.
Pepper turned slightly to see a boy greeting her."Hello, how are you?" she said, the typical greeting for those in Ireland. Her voice was quiet but strong although her hands were quivering slightly.
Claire's phone started to ring in her pocket. "It was nice meeting you, Angel. See you around." She said politely before answering her phone and going off to a quiet corner of the hallway to talk. She didnt want anyone to overhear.
She shrugged her injures were giving her pain but apart from that she was the best she was tonna get. And to add in to that she was free of her mother."I'm good, thank you for asking." she said her Irish accent dripping off her words.
"Where are you from?"
"Ireland. A small village on the outskirts of Dublin." she said with a half smile. Despite having to share a home with her mother she loved where she lived.
Nick opened his locker and nearly got knocked over by the explosion of things that fell out. First week of school, and his locker was already messy.
Deryn was new today. Of course most people were new since it was the first week of school, but she only arrived in Britain an hour ago. Her parents were too hell bent on her getting a good education. She wouldn't learn much because of the jet lag though. Deryn found her locker and pulled it open. It was too empty. She shoved some things in there, grabbed a book from her bag, and slammed the locker shut. She sat on the ground in front of her locker and began to read.
Bryn noticed the other girl reading a book. It ws on of her favorites. She walked over to her. "das ist ein gutes Buch. I mean thats a good book. I'm still not used to speak English."
"Weder bin ich" She replied. Deryn had a strange accent when she spoke German, but she seemed comfortable with it.
"gut. ich bin nicht der einzige," Bryn replied as she glanced at all the other people speaking English
"Ich spreche Englisch, Deutsch, Mandarin, Türkisch, Französisch, Spanisch, Russisch, Latein, Italienisch und Japanisch." Deryn counted off her fingers as she named the languages she spoke. She grew up learning two languages at a time and if she ever wanted to buy anything, her parents only let her get it if she knew enough of that language to get around. She just moved too often.
"Das ist so cool. Ich wünschte ich könnte, dass viele Sprachen sprechen!" Bryn smiled and held out her hand. "Ich bin Bryn. Nice to meet you"
"I'm Deryn. I suppose we should both practice our English while we're here." She smiled and shook her hand. "And if you have any secrets you are just bursting to tell someone about, just give me a holler, in German of course."
"Yea, but that happens in all languages." She stood up and tucked her book under her arm. "What class do you have next?"
Isabella couldn't believe more people were coming here , she escaped the lunch room so she could get away ! But oh well what did she expect , it was a school after all . She took her leather jacket off , to reveal a sleeveless grey and black stripped top that stopped at her waist . She could see more pictures in her locker of her and her parents so she decided to take them down , rip them and throw them away .
"A lot of people are throwing away their pictures..." Deryn muttered to herself. What was up with these people? International schools usually had a brighter mood to them unlike normal schools. They always offered a better education and more freedom. So what got everyone's panties tied into a knot?
Isabella flinched as she heard what the girl had said , that everyone was throwing there pictures away . She didn't know why other people were doing but she knew perfectly well why she didn't want a fake picture in her locker . Her parents were liars , and she couldn't stand liars .
Deryn saw the girl flinch and she covered her mouth. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that." She said it with wide eyes, hoping the girl wouldn't hate her.
Isabella looked at the girl , she smirked and said ," It's fine don't worry about it ". She couldn't let people see her as weak , that was the one thing she couldn't do . They could call her a whore but not weak .
Claire finally finished her call, speaking in hushed tones the whole time. She walked to her locker and slid her phone on the shelf.
Isabella shook Deryns hand and balanced her shoulder bag on her should ." I'm Isabella . Nice to meet you too Deryns. So whose your parents ?".
"Aleksander and Deryn Sharp. I guess I'm Deryn junior, but who would want to be called that?" She had trouble answering because of her accent, but she was still easy to understand.
Isabella nodded ," I know . Students parent here are always recognised ". Isabella crossed her arms and smirked .
Angel walked over to Claire and asked" who was that, Adara? Your mom and dad? Mine haven't really called me yet."
Niran.k wrote: "Isabella nodded ," I know . Students parent here are always recognised ". Isabella crossed her arms and smirked .""So? I could care less about my parents and what they do." Deryn said, unsure if this girl was insulting her or warning her not to mention her unfamous parents.
Isabella smirked and Nodded her head at Deryn , " Hmm very well , I like you Deryn , your different ". Because she wasn't stuck up , she didn't care .
Bryn sat down on the floor again. She took out a peice of paper and looked at it. A tear almost fell down her hair.
"Uh. Thanks?" Deryn wasn't sure what Isabella's issue with people was, but at least she didn't hate her.



