* Lisa POV *
With some food in hand, I hurried to run towards school. Luckily, we live close by, so there is a chance I will arrive on time. Take a bite of the food and at the same moment I can feel the nervousness increase. And a sudden feeling of nausea and vomiting sensations, in step with the feeling of how the food just grows in my mouth. All the craving for food disappears. As I pass a trash can, the food smokes in it. However, the nausea does not let go of me. When the school buildings come into view, I can feel how I just turn pale in the face. A warm hand is gently placed on my shoulder. I turned my head and my eyes met with a girl with black curly hair to her shoulders and beautiful honey-glowing skin, pleasant warm brown eyes, however, with a hint of concern stood painted on her face. "Are you okay?" With a crooked smile, I got a "yes". And looked carefully on the ground. The girl who did not let herself be fooled replied "Okay, are you new here?" shocked, I looked up, "Is that so clear?" “Narrrjj, not so right…. But it's not that big a school, and I did not think I'd seen you before. By the way, my name is Marie. ” Marie now put her arm around my shoulder, and started walking towards school. I followed feeling half forced, though it seemed kind of safe. Maybe we could become friends, it would not be so crazy even, to have a friend so early in the school day. "My name is Lisa." As I was told, a smile spread on my lips and the lump in my stomach became a little smaller. Marie just turned her head and smiled at me. Together we went over to the pedestrian area. On the other side of the road, lay the school. There was a large open space in front of the school. But a path of cobblestones in the middle where there were some big beautiful chestnut trees on both sides of the path, almost all the way up to the school buildings. When I looked up at the leaves on the trees, despite the fact that the trees were in full bloom, with their large majestic crowns, one could still glimpse the sun's light rays through. Whereupon the mature light went through some of the leaves while others of the leaves were neglected for the light, gave a beautiful play, a gust of wind made the treetops dance, and together with the rays of light they created their very own mating dance. Marie must have seen my gaze up in the trees and caught that my thoughts were no longer on what I was doing because she gave me a quick jerk, to get me to the side, and held me tight.
A confused look replaced the wonder that had previously been reflected in my face until a few seconds ago. Just had to ask why. But before the words could leave my mouth. I felt air pressure and quickly saw more guys coming running. They ran too fast for me to judge what they looked like. But I could hear how their laughter became harder to hear. But the air / smell of their various perfumes and antiperspirants lingered in the air a little longer. However, there was an air that I found extremely captivating. "You should follow your surroundings a little." The sound of Marie's voice penetrated, and once again pulled me out of my daydreams. I could feel a warm rise in my face. "Thank you" I said a little gently.
Marie laughed a little, and blinked. “Starting to understand how you got that bub on your forehead.”
After that, we both put out in laughter.
When we reached the school entrance, I could see the hallways oozing with people everywhere. Even the signs I could sense in the background up in the attic blended in, so to speak. The crowd was so effective that I began to doubt my mother's words quite strongly when she said that this was a small school. Marie gave me a gentle squeeze on the shoulder, which she still had one arm around.
To show if we should go this way. Shortly after, we stood in front of a door that said "Administration". I turned to Marie to thank her for her help. But Marie stopped me and said “even thank you. We meet in the canteen, at meal time. I am sitting at 3 back tables to the right. ” Once again, Marie had managed to get me to stand, confused and a little puffed back. Quickly pulled me together and opened the door and walked in carefully. I went to the counter and a nice middle-aged woman quickly came up to me and asked what she could help with. She had the feeling of being nice, warm, but could be strict if needed. After a short time, I had my form in hand, code and number on my locker, and a card that looked as confusing as I felt. I must have been very open about my confusion, for the woman smiled and called another student over to help me find my closet, and help me to my first class. When I turned around, I spotted a tall handsome man, obviously delicious to anyone. I was obviously going to stare at him for too long because he looked down at me slightly annoyed, and just said "follow me."
When we reached the closets, he stopped so suddenly that I came to step on his heel. When that happened I would have sworn I heard him growl, hurried to say sorry. At once, he turned swiftly and with a hard voice. "What is your number?" "My number?" I got stunned, obviously embarrassed not to understand what he was talking about. He comes with an annoyed click with his tongue, which only further makes me want to crawl down a mousehole. "Your closet number" he exclaims now, obviously more annoyed and in a very determined voice, which forces me to bow my head and obey. "1822", for I originated in a directly pitiful tone. With my head still bent, I look up, and regain some confidence and look him directly in the eyes before I get up and stand quite normally. He gets a distinctly bold facial expression. Before he turned around and walked about 15 meters further before turning towards me and with a self-exalted attitude and the self-deprecating facial expression, “your closet is there”, and when you followed his eyes and a finger, it pointed to a closet with my number on. "Your classroom is over here, now I have to follow you in." I quickly followed him into a classroom.