As the air of the afternoon dropped in temperature, a girl stood at the corner of the sidewalk. A school stood behind her and the few students still remaining were walking out of the doors. The school had let out roughly around twenty minutes ago and the girl was supposed to be picked up by her sister, Skyler. Her sister had a piano lesson and had to leave the school a tad early that day, she had said that she was going to be late but she hadn’t mentioned anything about being almost a half an hour late. The girl sighed and looked down at her yellow knee socks and short blue dress. Granted, the dress had long sleeves and it was made for winter, but she had forgotten her coat in her locker and wasn’t relatively warm in the cool New York air.
Up-State, not the city.
A silver car slid up in front of the girl and she sighed. “Finally,” she mumbled to herself. She climbed into the car and pulled her legs up to her chest. “I officially hate you,” she grumbled jokingly as she wrapped her arms around her knees.
“Well maybe if you wore something appropriate for winter and not a dress and pink ballet flats with little bows on them then you wouldn’t be so cold, Ca-mil-la,” Skyler smiled at her sister as she drove away from the school.
“For your information, I’m also wearing knee socks and the dress has long sleeves… and it’s more like a jumper anyway! It’s thicker than a regular dress, plus it looks cute.... And I had a coat!” Camilla exclaimed, trying to explain her logic.
“Oh? And where would that be?”
“My locker,” she mumbled and Skyler smirked. She sighed and straightened out her navy blue dress. The dress went down to mid-thigh and below that her legs were covered in a thick yellow fabric. Her dress had red lines down the side and her brown locks cascaded down her back. One piece of her hair was black, the part that almost covered her eyes. Her skin was pale – fitting for the town that was always snowing or raining or cloudy – and her feet were covered with baby pink ballet flats, adorned with small pink bows on the side. “At least I look cute,” she mumbled and her sister giggled.
The small car started to slow and Skyler pulled over to the side of the road. “Freaking car!” she grumbled to herself. Shoving the key into the ignition, Skyler tried to start the car again. And again.
And again.
“That’s it! Screw this! We’re walking!”
Skyler was not a patient person.
They both grumbled and got out of the car. Skyler huffed and stomped away from the useless piece of metal placed at the side of the road. Her sister laughed quietly and watched her stomp away like the girls do only in the movies. “Wow,” she mumbled as she followed the fed up girl, who was now quite far ahead of her. She had no idea why the elder didn’t just go up to one of the houses lined against the road - like the lines the suspects stand in while the eye-witness is choosing the culprit. Skyler didn’t exactly like to seem as if she depended on others, though. So here they walked, in the freezing cold.
Black ice was scattered alongside the road of the sidewalk-less street. She wasn’t paying attention and her little pink-and-white shoe slid right across a patch of the invisible-devil. She screamed as her butt hit the road. Footsteps were heard walking toward her as she attempted to get up, wobbling from the pain in her back-side.
“Are you okay?”
She looked up at a boy with dark blonde hair that was partially covering his bright green eyes. The boy was wearing a pair of glasses that made him look smarter but still cute.
“Uh… yeah, I think so,” she smiled and took the boy’s hand and stood up. “Thanks,” she mumbled.
“Hi, my name is Derek,” the boy said as he shook her hand.
“Hi, I’m Camilla,” she smiled. “Thanks for helping me. My sister’s car stopped working,” Camilla pointed to the car a few meters away.
Derek smiled and shrugged. “No problem, this is my house,” he pointed to a house across the street, “and I was just getting back from the store. We just moved in.”
“Oh. That’s cool. Well I have to go catch up to my sister. I hope you like it here!” she smiled as she turned and walked away. Skyler was waiting for her around the block.
“Well if someone doesn’t take their time!” she gasped.
“I fell!”
“Why’d you fall?”
“Like I did it on purpose!” Camilla sighed in exasperation as she threw her hands into the air. Her sister sighed and they both continued on without another word. They arrived at a small bakery that had a second story for their home. Their mother was great at baking pies and cakes and had taught them when they were small. The door to the bakery jingled the bell above, signaling their arrival. A few customers were seated and reading the newspaper or typing away on laptops while they ate.
Their mother appeared from behind a door leading to the kitchen. “Oh, hello dears, could you help me please?” They both placed their bags behind the counter and took a couple plates of pastries.
The bell rang as a couple more customers entered the bakery. “Oh I’ll get that!” Camilla said cheerily as she placed the tray on the table it was ordered from.
“Hello, my name is Camilla and I will be your server today. What can I get you?” she smiled at two boys who were a little older than she was. They looked like twins and were quite handsome.
“Well, we just got here and we heard that this was a good place to get… well anything really,” one of them said. He looked taller and less energetic than the other one. “I’m Sam.” He held out his hand.
“Steven,” the other said, also holding his out as well. She smiled and shook both of their hands. “And I would like a cheese danish, please.”
“And for you?” she asked Sam as she wrote the first order down.
“A burger please,” he smiled and looked at his brother in a jokingly mocking sort of way.
“Coming right up.” Camilla smiled and walked over to the counter. “Danish and a burger!” she shouted into the kitchen as she clipped the order onto the line in front of the kitchen window. She sat at one of the stools at the bar and took out her homework.
By the time the “Order’s up!” was shouted out of the kitchen window she was almost half way through. She grabbed the plates of food and walked over to the corner with the two boys.
“Tada!” she smiled as she set the food on the table, “We always love when new people come in, so please, give us your input. We really enjoy what people think of our food.”
“Cool!” Steve said, “Will do.” She smiled and walked back to her homework.
***
“Hey! Omigosh, did you hear?” her best friend screeched from the other end of the phone. Camilla was now sitting on her bed watching television and typing away on her laptop.
“What?”
“There are new students coming tomorrow!” Camilla's friend Cally was very excited about anything that might have a chance to do with boys.
“Really? I met three new people today, maybe that was them,” she smiled as she heard her friend gasp. She was very melodramatic.
“Omigosh! Were they cute? Were they guys? What color hair? How did you meat them? ANSWER ME! THIS IS LIFE OR SINGLE!” Camilla started to laugh.
“Yeah, I guess they were pretty cute. One of them was our age and the other two were maybe a year older.”
“Awe... I wish I had your life,” her friend sighed through the phone.
“Why? It's not like I'm dating them,” she laughed.
“You never know,” her friend sang before hanging up.
Camilla rolled her eyes and set down her phone. Her door creaked open and a small orange kitten jumped onto her bed. “Hey there, Sohma! Where have you been all night?” she said as she picked the cat up and placed him on her chest. “Do you think Cally is as weird as I do?” she asked, referring to her friend that just hung up. Camilla was an average student in high school, not popular but not a nerd either. She had many friends but she only cared about two of them, Cally and Kaien. It was somewhat strange considering the fact that the three of their names all started with a “Kuh” sound. But her cat just sat there and cocked his head.
“You can't understand a word I'm saying, can you?”
“You know, they say talking to animals is the first sign of insanity.” Camilla turned her head to find Skyler standing in her doorway.
“What are you doing here?”
“Borrowing something,” she said before walking out of the room with an unknown item in her hand.
“... When did she take something?” Camilla mumbled quietly while petting Sohma's head. “People I'm associated with are really weird....”
The next day, the whole school was talking about the new students.
“I heard, that they are extremely cute!”
“No way! I heard that there are seven of them!! Seven!”
“Wow! And most of them are in this school, too!!”
The school was very annoying when it came to gossiping. It was still only first period too! Kaien was in Camilla's next period class, which was English. It was a quiet class, usually all they did was read and then answer questions about what they'd just read. Now and then were the occasional essays and short stories too.
“Look who finally decided to grace us with her presence!” Kaien said as Camilla walked into class.
“Oh shut it, the bell rang like two seconds ago.”
“Ah, whatever,” he said and smiled.
“I heard one of the new kids is in our class,” she said and sat down next to him.
“Oh no! You've gone over to the dark side! Someone! Help! This is serious!” Kaien whisper-shouted as the morning announcements came on.
“Oh shush, you moron. Well... whoever they are, they're pretty late for a new kid.”
“Omigawd, like, maybe they were like, so hawt that they were just like, totally attacked in the hall by oodles of fans!” He mocked.
Camilla rolled her eyes and placed her head on her hand. “Whatever. If anything, this guy is just a stubborn ass.”
The class silenced as the teacher walked into the room. “Settle down class. The bell has rung and therefore class has started. Now be quiet and get into your seats.”
The seats in the class room were arranged into groups of three. Mr. Schneider believed that small groups helped in discussions, to “stimulate the brain muscles among friends” as he put it. The reading system in the high school was pretty simple when put into Camilla's Freshman English teacher's words. As Mr. Nikolini would say, “In ninth grade, the short stories and novel excerpts we read all have happy endings; the protagonist always wins, learns something, and you never hear from them again (whether that was a good or bad thing she wasn't quite sure). In tenth grade, everyone dies; the end. In eleventh, it's mostly just essays and persuasive debates. And in twelfth, it's all political.” (He was absolutely correct, by the way).
Suddenly the door opened casually, as if the person behind it wasn't almost fifteen minutes late for class. A torrent of whispers poured through the classroom as the handsome man stood in the doorway. He looked similar to the three that Camilla met yesterday, but this fourth sibling seemed a lot more... grumpy that the others.
Mr. Schneider looked up from the board. “Ah, Mr....” he trailed off as he looked for the new name on a sheet of paper, “Gavin Hunter. You are late, but since you are new I will let you off with a warning for now. Have a seat,” he mumbled as he pointed to the empty third desk at Camilla and Kaien's group.
The new kid nodded and walked over to the conjoined desk. He set his backpack on the floor and leaned back in his chair casually. His perfectly blond, wavy hair and blue eyes made him look like the typical California poster boy, and the way he was scoping the room for girls made him seem like the biggest player known to man.
She forced a smile. “Hi! I'm Camilla,” she said as cheerily as possible. Gavin just looked her up and down, lingering a little too long on her chest before making it back to her face. She scowled at him. Just because he was cute doesn't mean that he was going to be treated specially in her book, but Camilla could already tell by the way the other girls in the class were ogling at him that he would definitely get some special attention in other peoples books.
I can already tell this guy is going to be a handful, Camilla thought sourly. She would just have to deal with his player-esque antics for now. Soon, they would get a seating change and she won't have to pay any attention to him at all.... Hopefully.
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