Chapter 10 - Kaitlyn

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The first week of school passes faster than I would have expected at the beginning of the school year. I immediately split my teachers into two groups. One for those against whom I have yet nothing, and the other for the teachers who made themselves unpopular with me right on the first day. My French teacher has been assigned to the latter in the first few minutes. However, I have kept most of the students away, because in my level there is somehow an accumulation of girls like Alana, who immediately think naively of the great love when a guy chatters at them and chases after the boys like lap dogs. In the end, they will be dropped anyway after at least a week, because they are no longer interesting enough. I just hate that! Both the girls, who are so naive and believe everything that they tell them and therefore get involved in things that are supposed to be only fast numbers, as well as types, the wife, and toys. Guys like Seth Harrison! At the thought of him, I have to instinctively roll my eyes. In the past week he has talked to me several times and tried to convince me. For another guy, I would probably appreciate that because it would show me that he really cares about me, but with him I just can not take this behavior seriously. He either dropped Alana to get in touch with me, or he likes to get in touch with several girls at the same time. I still do not know if I should come to his party. Maybe it would be a good chance to stay in the memory of the others. To be honest, I'm not a human being who likes to submerge and hide in the crowd. At least I want some people to know my name. Besides, there's nothing against a nice evening, right? Nevertheless, I am not sure if I should really go. Because although there are certainly some nice people, with whom you can talk and good, I have little desire to meet there on Seth. "What are you thinking about?", Harley looks at me with a searching look. Quickly I shake my head to quickly change my mind: "Uh, nothing, why?" "Your look was so thoughtful," she tells me as we continue in the queue. Harley agreed yesterday with Henry and me to go to the movies, so we've been standing in line for longer to get food and drinks. Popcorn is for me in the cinema, namely duty. Just like a drink, which has often made me get up during the movie, to go to the bathroom because I drank too fast. Unfortunately, something like this always happens to me in the best moments. "Tell me, were you actually invited to the party of this Seth?", Somehow this topic does not really want to let go of me today and I begin to hope that this will not change during the film. The fact that I have lost so many thoughts about him is beginning to get me upset. "Yes, you too?" She shrugs, while it is our turn to start ordering. For that we interrupt our conversation for a moment. As we step out of the queue, we make our way to the cinema hall, where Henry has positioned himself ten minutes ago. We continue our conversation: "Yes, but I do not know if I should go, I do not like that Seth." She shrugs her shoulders a bit indifferently: "I'm definitely going to go in. So eventually you can easily meet new people. You should do that as well." I sigh indecisively, but Harley leaves me no moment to think, "Please, Kaitlyn, do not let me go there alone." Grinning, I roll my eyes. Although we have not known each other for a long time already, she is in the mood to change my mind: "Okay, but you can not let me down in the end." "I would never do that", she promises quickly and raises her hand to the oath. "Okay, then I'll come," I announce with a big smile on my face. "Great, I'll just pick you up then," she said quickly, before we both entered the hall and as if silently interrupting our conversation, we both seem to want to focus on the film, but I can still Do not stop wondering if that was really the right decision and what to expect tomorrow in Seth's house.
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