Chapter 4

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Tessa "And? Is there anything new?", I drop on my chair and cross my legs as usual: "I want to gossip, ladies." Jil and Thalia, my two best friends, immediately turn their faces towards me, while Raven scratches the tabletop with her fingernail. "So I saw that you were late again on the first day of school," Jil looks at me a little teasingly and stucks me in the side: "That makes a great impression on the teachers again." "The person who decided to start school at eight in the morning can kiss my ass," I honestly say. "Like Bryce last week," Thalia stabs smiling. "Maybe", now I put a gloating expression on my face. Although my friends know that I change my boys quickly, they have no idea how fast it goes. I'm just not a relationship type and I say that to every one-night stand before we get involved. At least it stays fair. "You really have to tell us more about your life," Jil demands while she straightens her blonde ponytail and plucks her white shirt a little nervously. This behavior is more than just untypical for her. The blonde actually wears loose clothes at school and doesn't really care about wrinkles on her shirts. A little surprised I raise an eyebrow, but don't go for it. If Jil would want us to know the reason for her dressing up a little, she would tell us about it by herself. "I think so too', Thalia now joins in: 'Where were you on holiday? The Hamptons again?" I lean back a bit on my chair and support my hands relaxed in the sides: "No, this year I was with Mom again in the Caribbeans." "And was there a holiday flirt?", Thalia now continues to ask with interest. I just want to open my mouth and answer her that nothing particularly exciting happened there, when Jil clears his throat and directs my gaze to a spot behind me. I turn my head in amazement and stare in the direction in which my friend tried to draw my attention. There are two girls standing there who at first can't make the connection. But then it becomes clear to me that I have already seen one of them today. Although I forgot her name again, I still remember exactly the moment when she got up from her seat this morning and introduced herself. One of the scholarship holders. So I quickly conclude that the blonde girl, who is a bit in the background, must also be one of them. Rougher than I wanted, I ask: "What is it?" "Can we sit down for a while," asks the brunette. I briefly exchange a glimpse with my friends and then announce the decision I have made with the others at the table within a few seconds: "No, look for your own table." "But there are almost no seats left", giving in is far from my intention. The new ones can't learn early enough how things usually work here: "Then next time either come sooner or ask who else." The girl rolls her eyes and just wants to counter, the blonde grabs her behind her, she grabs her arm and stops her. They whisper briefly to each other, but then disappear without saying a word to me. They first have to learn about the rules at this school. Inspired by this victory, I turn to my girls again. "You know, I just had an idea,' I start my sentence with a broad grin on my lips." "Tell us", Thalia demands with interest. "What do you think of a homecome party in honor of the beginning of this new school year at my home?", I put my chair neatly back on the floor and look at the girls demandingly. "Great idea," my two friends agree, so you could almost think they were the same person. "And only selected people are allowed to come," Thalia shakes her black eyebrow: "You know, they've got enough money." "No, not this time", I fold my arms in front of my chest: "We could invite the new ones this time. Even more people than usual." Immediately the dark-haired girl has the same idea as me: "Are you thinking of a little test to show the new ones how things are here in school? "Exactly I think about it", I moistened my lips with my tongue: "So they learn directly how things work in this school and we have a great party at the same time". "Just like before," Thalia stabs. "Just like before," I confirm to her. The only one who doesn't seem to be too enthusiastic about it, though, is Jil, who now, just like Raven, turns to a hole in the table. Slowly, her strange behavior awakens my interest and the party will probably be my best opportunity to squeeze her out.
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