SHIPPED BY MISTAKE

Chapter 1 - scene 1 - New term SATURA . There are some days when you wake up already knowing something is going to go wrong . I knew the moment I opened my eyes . Maybe it was the strange feeling in my stomach . Maybe it was the fact that my alarm had somehow managed to betray me for the third time that week or maybe it was simply because my life had developed talent for becoming complicated whenever I wanted it to be peaceful . I stared at the ceiling for a few seconds Then I remembered . school - classes " Oh , hell . " I jumped out of bed . Ten minutes later , I was standing in front of my mirror , trying to make my braids behave while pushing my glasses properly onto my face . My school uniform was already on , but somehow I still looked like I had been fighting with it all morning . A new term always came new with promises . New books . New teachers . New rules . And , according to everyone,a fresh chance to become a better student . Personally , I didn't believe in any of that . A new term was just another term . The same classrooms . The same uniforms . The same noisy students . The same nosy matron . The same teachers who somehow managed to find homework even when they had given you homework the previous day . The compound was already crowded . Students were greeting each other after the break , comparing new hairstyles , showing off new shoes and talking about everything that had happened during the holiday . I wasn't interested,not my concern . I just wanted to get to class before the teacher arrived . When I reached the classroom , I stopped at the doorway . Something was different . There was someone I didn't recognise . A new girl . She was Standing beside the teacher's desk with a backpack hanging from hers left shoulder , looking around the classroom as if she was memorising every face . The room teacher noticed me . " Satura , " " Yes , madam ? " I walked inside . The girl glanced at me briefly . I gave her a small nod before heading toward my usual seat . Our desks were arranged in columns . The first was closest to the door . The second was in the middle . The third was farthest on the right wall . My seat was next to Turu . Beside Turu was Benna . My two deskmates were already there , Turu leaning back slightly in his chair , talking to Faruk , who was always smiley naturely , behind him . " Morning , " Benna greeted me when he saw me . " Morning . " I dropped my backpack beside my desk and sat down . Then watched the new girl being shown to sit at the front . Right beside the door . And the person sitting next to her was . . . Ston . I looked at Benna . Then toward the front . Ston was staring at the new girl like he was trying to figure out who she was . She sat down quietly . The teacher cleared her throat . " Class , before we begin , we have a new student joining us this term . " Every conversation immediately died . All eyes on the teacher . The teacher looked at her . " Please introduce yourself , " The girl stood . For a second,she looked nervous . Then she took a breath . " Hi . My name is Mitch . " That was it . Short . Simple . She sat down again . Someone at the back whispered something . Students burst into laughter . Of course ' If she was seeing someone ' Mitch ignored them . Chapter 2 - scene 2 - The new girl MITCH . I hated being a new student . Everyone looked at you . Everyone noticed you . Everyone wanted to know where you came from ,why you transferred and who you knew . And the worst part ? You didn't know who to trust . I sat at the front desk beside the door and placed my bag underneath the table . The boy beside me looked over . " I 'm Ston . " I looked at him . " Mitch . " " I know . " I raised an eyebrow . " You just heard the teacher say it . " He laughed . " Exactly . " I couldn't help smiling . He smiled friendly . Too friendly , maybe . " You're new here too ? " "No , I just enjoy introducing myself to newcomers , my bad ." He laughed again . " Okay. You are funny ." " I wasn't joking , " He laughed even harder . I shook my head and opened my notebook . Maybe this place wouldn't be so bad after all . l looked around the classroom . That's when I noticed the girl sitting in the third column . The girl who nodded at me . She had glasses and braids . She was quietly writing something in her notebook . She looked up . Our eyes met for a second . She looked away . I did the same . None of us knew each other . At the backbenchers I noticed three boys seated at the first column dozing off and the one at the corner even drooling . Damn!! Chapter 1 - scene 3 -The whispers SATURA . By the middle of the day , our classroom had already settled into its usual rhythm - quiet in some corners , noisy in other , and somehow full of conversations that had nothing to do with the lesson . Benna was doing what Benna normally did : keeping to himself, occasionally writing something in his notebook and barely paying attention to the noise around us . Turu , however , had a completely different problem . He couldn't stop looking at Caro . By the fifth time , I was sure . Caro was sitting with Tirez , and beside him was Tupac - the only music student in the whole school. Caro and Tirez couldn't stop arguing over stupid things . " You took my pen . " " I didn't . " "I said I didn't ! " Caro grabbed the pen from his desk and held it up . " Then explain this . " Tirez looked at it . " It's yours . " " Exactly ! " I pressed my lips together to stop myself from laughing , knowing Turu was watching them smiling like a fool in love . Turu immediately looked away when Caro turned around . He was trying so hard to make it look natural . It wasn't . A little crush . And because Caro was my friend , I was probably the only person who had noticed . I decided to keep it to myself . For now . Then there was the other thing everyone had been talking . Mitch . Ever since she had arrived , the rumours about her previous school had spread through the classroom . They said her former school was possessed to evil , something like connected to cult . I didn't know whether any of it was true . Most people didn't . But rumours didn't need proof . The boys were especially nervous around her. Mitch , Meanwhile , seemed completely unbothered. They were the talking, with Ston, like they'd known each other for years. I was watching them for a moment. Ston was doing most of the talking. Mitch would answer, laugh occasionally, then go back to whatever she was doing. Typical Ston . He could talk to almost everyone in the whole school . Then a soft snore came from the last row of the class. I turned around. Fatso. Again . His head had dropped onto his desk. Beside him , Kataam sat quietly, as usual. He didn't complain. He didn't make a fuss. He simply continued with his work , Occasionally glancing at Fatso whenever his friend's head started slipping toward the edge of the desk. Kataam was probably the quietest person in our entire classroom. If nobody spoke to him , he could go the entire lesson without saying a word. Fatso suddenly lifted his head . He blinked. Looked around . Then spotted Zapo. A genius boy in mathematics. Without saying much , he raised his hand . Gave Zapo a high five . Fatso walked toward Mitch . I watched curiously . He stopped beside her desk . " Hi . I'm Fatso ." Mitch looked up. " Hi ." "Welcome to the school ." " Thank you ." Simple . Normal . Nothing strange about it . Until someone at the back made a loud , " Eyyy!" Another voice followed . " Ooooooooh ! " The classroom erupted into laughter . Fatso and Mitch confusingly smiling. " What ?" Fatso asked . Nobody answered . Mitch glanced around. "Why are they making those sounds ? " Fatso shrugged. "I don't know." Fatso has literally just introduced himself . That was all. But apparently ,our classmates had already decided he was flirting with the new girl. Then suddenly - Scrape. A chair moved . Everyone turned . Abdul , the student representative , has stood up . The laughter disappeared almost instantly . The classroom fell silent . Abdul didn't need to threaten anyone . He simply stood there . And somehow , that was enough . I adjusted my glasses and looked at Abdul . There was something about him . Something that made the whole room behave differently whenever he was standing . And as I sat there wondering why he was about to say , I had no Idea that this new term was already becoming much more interesting than I expected . THANK YOU ,FOR TAKING YOUR TIME SHIPPED BY MISTAKE . AIRS. EVERY . THURSDAY. DON'T . MISS . OUT.