The New Girl's Secret

Part 1-The First Day: Chapter 10: Lunch

Olivia’s POV

    I managed to make it through the rest of the day. I had nowhere to sit at lunch, so I ended up sitting with Trevor and his friends. 

    “So, you decided to join us,” Trevor said.

    “Yeah, so…” I responded, rolling my eyes. I was only really just wanting to eat lunch alone, but all the tables were full, and I “knew” Trevor. 

    He leaned into my ear and whispered. “Hey, you ok? You seem pissed”

    “I’m just hating school. You know the rumors and Jeremy this morning. I just want to get out of here. You know” I was nearly screaming. I got up and grabbed my tray and bag then walked out of the cafeteria, knowing where I was going.

Trevor’s POV

    She stormed out of the cafeteria. I turned to my friends and they just stared at me. 

    “What?” I said.

    “What was that?” My friend, Gavin, responded. His face was nearly blanked with a small flicker of worry reflected in his eyes. 

    “I don’t know she’s been like this all day,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders. 

    “Are you going to talk to her?”

    “Yeah, just giving her a minute to calm down”

    “It’s been almost two” 

    “I’ll go. Let me finish my burrito then I’ll go.” I replied, taking a huge bite out of my burrito. I stuffed the last two bites in my mouth, wiping the sour cream off my face, I set off to find Olivia.

Olivia’s POV

    I walked out of the cafeteria, heading straight to Mr. Stokes's classroom. 

    When I walked in, he was sitting at his desk, talking to his student teacher. He was sat at the desk across from Mr. Stoke’s desk. Where I sat earlier this morning. Both of them were eating their lunch. 

    “She is cute. Pretty short though.” Mr. Stokes exclaimed in a hushed voice.

    “I saw her this morning when you walked out. She’s pretty. It’s too bad that happened to her. She deserves better.” The other man’s voice faded at the last word when they noticed me standing in the door. Their faces blushed. They were smiling at me. I assumed it was Mr. Stokes's student teacher.

    “Hello, Olivia. Join us.” Mr. Stokes greeted me. “This is Mr. Johnson, my student teacher. He helps students with special needs.”

    “Hi.” I greeted Mr. Johnson bluntly, I waved at him. He nodded in return. I walked over and sat at the desk next to him.

    “How was 2nd period?” Mr. Stokes asked.

    “Okay, I guess,” I responded shyly. The “student-teacher” Mr. Johnson was also there. He seemed nice, but it was a little awkward. He was tall, shaggy brown hair, and had dark brown eyes. He also wore a pair of glasses. 

    “That’s her?” Mr. Johnson mouthed to Mr. Stokes. Mr. Stokes just nodded as a response. 

    “Did I come at a bad time?” I asked, staring at the two. 

    “No, you’re fine.” Mr. Stokes answered, assuring me. 

    “Hey, I’m going to go and heat up my spaghetti.” Mr. Johnson said abruptly. He left the room.

    “You were talking about me, weren’t you?” I asked in a calm but demanding manner, as soon as Mr. Johnson closed the door.

    “Yes, but you can’t tell people. You’re a pretty girl, that I will understand better than anyone else could.” Mr. Stokes spoke quietly. 

    “Oh” I replied, in a bit of a softer voice. “Why were you talking to your assistant about me.” I continued.

    “He is my best friend. He doesn’t tell people. He went out with a senior last year. She went to college.” He said with a bit of a smile on his face.

    “Oh.” I wanted to keep quiet, but that would’ve been rude. So I just said oh as a quick response. 

    “Yeah. Can we talk about something else?” He said quickly.

    “Please,” I said

    “Alright, favorite ice cream?”

    “Seriously, ice cream?” I rolled my eyes.

    “Yeah, it’s the best.” He said in a playful, flirtatious way. 

    “Yeah, yeah” I responded the same way. 

    “So, what is your favorite ice cream?”

    “You first.” We both laughed. A comfortable silence fell between us. We finished our lunch. “I should probably put my tray up,” I said kindly, I walked out of the classroom.