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Chapter 5

  • Bella's POV.
  • I washed the plate absent mindedly and I almost broke a dish.
  • I overheard Peter's discussion with that girl because I actually eavesdropped, I shouldn't have because it made me sort of depressed.
  • I've never been this belittled my whole life, if only they knew who my Dad was, if only my Dad was still alive, I won't be working here in the first place.
  • I fought back the tears and promised myself to be strong..'cos I wasn't gonna love here forever.
  • I didn't even know when Peter came into the kitchen, not untill he dropped plates into the sink that was right in front of me.
  • "Bella, what's wrong?" He asked me.
  • "Uhn, nothing" I said, forcing out a smile.
  • "You're sure? I called your name several times while I was still in the dinning room but you didn't even hear me, I did the same here but it seems like your mind is far away" He said.
  • "No, I... I was thinking about random things" I lied.
  • "You overheard my conversation with Monica?" He guessed right.
  • "Uhh... I..no, I.." I stammered, searching for more lies but I couldn't think of any at that moment.
  • "Don't mind her, that's how she talks, that's how she behaves but you know what Bella, she doesn't mean every damn words that comes out of her mouth okay?" He tried to console me.
  • "Okay.." I smiled a bit.
  • "So you're officially welcome to my school" Peter teased me by changing the topic and I chuckled.
  • "Have you recieved your uniforms?" He asked me.
  • "Yes, it was delivered to me, few minutes after you went out yesterday" I answered.
  • "Is it your size? Oversize or undersize?" He asked me.
  • "No it exactly my size. I love it.. I love the fact that I am returning to school" My eyes suddenly clouded with tears.
  • "I'm really grateful to you and your mom,..uhm.. Your parents. I've always wanted to return to school"
  • "You've been outta school for years?" He asked me.
  • "No, months, I didn't know I would go back this soon. I thought it would take me years before I earn enough money so that I could pay the school fees and the other expenses. But your family made everything easy for me . I really appreciate"
  • "You are welcome Bella" He said and patted my shoulder.
  • "If you need my notes or anything, I would give it you and you shouldn't hesitate to request for things you'ld need from me, Okay?"
  • I smiled and nodded.
  • "Good" Peter said and left the kitchen.
  • Wow what a really generous and friendly person he is.
  • I guess, he is God-sent.
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  • Isabella's POV
  • I was so eager to go to school the next day that I could hardly sleep the night before that day.
  • It got to a point, I put on my school uniform and rehearsed how to behave when I get to the school.
  • Well, I eventually fell asleep when it was past midnight yet, I woke up very early.. prepared our breakfast which Peter and I ate at the same time on the dining table.
  • Then the Driver who brought me here was the one that took us to school but with a different car... This people are freaking rich.
  • Peter welcomed me to his school when we almost got to the school entrance and I couldn't stop smiling and blushing especially when I saw the signboard; WHITES.
  • I can't believe I would ever attend WHITES of all schools.. well the school I attended when my Dad was still alive was a great school too although it wasn't classy and it's not majorly for rich students like this one.
  • "We would be getting down here" Peter said to me while I was engrossed with looking through the window and watching students trop into the school.
  • I can't believe I suddenly became shy and nervous and Peter noticed it.
  • "What's wrong with you?" He asked me.
  • "I'm nervous" I told him.
  • "All of a sudden?"
  • "Errr....Yeah"
  • "Nervous about what?"
  • "Like I don't know"
  • He scoffed and held my hand then we walked into the school.
  • "You might have to go see the principal first" He said.
  • And I nod, I think because Peter was holding my hand, it drew more views and attention to us.
  • "I'm the school senior prefect" Peter whispered and my eyes widened.
  • " didn't you say that earlier?" I said releasing my hand from his.
  • He smiled; "You didn't ask"
  • "I didn't know"
  • "Well, walking beside me still draws people attention even if we are no longer hold hands"
  • "Ohhh... Uhh" I stammered.
  • I don't know how it is here but back then in my former high school, the school senior perfect was every girls' crush except me though.
  • "I would escort you to the Principal's Office, Take this with you.. . It's very likely that she will request for it"Peter said handling me an envelope.
  • "Thank you" I said receiving it from him.
  • I tried to walk like about two steps away from him,( behind him rather )because he was the one leading the way to the Principal's Office.
  • He waved at some people when they hollered his name. And this made me wish, I was someone popular too.
  • He got to principal's office and did what we have to do, I thought it was gonna be stressful being my first day in school but it wasn't maybe because we've done almost all the registration process online.. the principal only told me fill some forms which I did and she requested for the envelope that Peter given to me earlier.
  • She also ordered Peter to show me round the school whenever he is free.
  • We left the Principal's Office and made our way to the classroom, my new classroom actually.
  • "Are you still feeling nervous?"Peter asked me.
  • "Well, yeah but I'm a bit relieved now" I answered him while I looked around the school periphery.
  • "I would show you around, later perhaps during the recess period or whenever you're ready" He said and I nod.
  • "What's your classroom like? Crowdy or Scanty? I have Enochlophobia, scared of crowd " I told him and he laughed.
  • "It's moderate but relax we would soon get to my classroom, your new classroom too" He said and I took a deep breathe and followed him.
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  • We took more steps and in two - three minutes, we arrived at a doorstep.
  • "We are here" Peter whispered and opened the door.
  • The initially noisy classroom became calm and all eyes were on us. I fought back the spirit of fear which made me wish the ground could open up and swallow me. What d' fvck! It's not like I've done something bad!
  • "Guys , meet our new classmate" Peter announced.
  • "You can do this" He whispered and he patted my shoulder and left me to face the whole class alone.
  • "Welcome" Some voices said to me and I forced out a smile.
  • I scratched my un-inching hair and tried to clear my throat.
  • "Err... I.." I resumed with a stutter.
  • I could feel the presence of someone that knows me here apart from Peter.
  • I had the feeling that someone was staring at me deeply. I know right,everyone here is staring me waiting for me to talk but I could still feel that there's someone...
  • Oh Monica!
  • My eyes caught hers. She's in this school? I mean I know she's in this school but is she in this class too?
  • Oops I hope we would get along this time around.
  • I stopped staring at her and summoned up courage to introduce myself to everyone.
  • "My name is Isabella" I said perfunctorily. "I'm a transfer student and I hope we would get along quickly" I said.
  • "Oh yeah, there's a lot for you to catch up with" A girl said and hugged me unexpectedly.
  • I smiled at her when we disengaged.
  • Not knowing what to do next or where to sit, Peter pulled my hand.
  • "Come sit here, it's actually a blank seat"
  • Where he asked me sit was close to window and I have no sit partner. I like it that way.
  • I sat down comfortably, tryna make sure I was settled and thankfully there were few eyes gazing at me. I'm still wondering why these ones aren't minding their business yet.
  • Peter's seat was tables away but we could still communicate with each other . He gestured to me wuth his thumb up and mouthed 'Welcome' and I replied him back with "Thank you".
  • I expected Peter to tell the whole class that we are living together and I'm working as his maid but he didn't t, he relates with me like he does to everyone.
  • I smiled and stopped staring at him when two guys, they could be his pals came to meet him and they started discussing something I couldn't hear.
  • I minded my business.
  • "Hey !"A familiar feminine voice said to me and I looked up to see the person
  • "Monica, Hi" I smiled and she rolled her eyes.
  • "So you finally came to this school, Here you are; At The Whites" She said sacastically and gave a false smile.
  • "Yeah, Thank you" I said smiling back at her.
  • "But you know what?" she smiled in a more mischievous way and came closer to whisper something into my left ear.
  • "You are not welcome" She said.
  • "You are most welcome Bella!" Another voice said aloud behind us and Monica and I turned to see who it was.
  • Most especially Monica, she was furious because what the girl said was contradicting to what she just whispered into my ears.
  • She just told me that I'm not welcome while the girl who didn't t hear what she said, said I'm most welcome.
  • "Oh was I interrupting you both?" It was the jovial girl who embraced me after I introduced myself earlier.
  • "I would see you around more often. So later" Monica said pinching my cheeks before she left and it hurt but I tried to his the pain.
  • "Hi, I'm Francisca" The girl said.
  • "You are welcome to the whites" She repeated smiling at me.
  • I smiled and said "I know right, Thank you"
  • "We possibly do not have a seatmate because I'm sitting behind you!" She told me.
  • "Oh" I mouthed and nods.
  • "So if you want or need anything, I'm right here Okay?"
  • "Okay Francisca" I said.
  • "Hey Students!"A teacher entered and everyone went back to their various seats.
  • "Good morning Mr Harryson" Everyone stood up and greeted him and so did I.
  • "Good morning to you too" He said
  • And the class began, He notice me and did more proper introduction because he happens to be our home room teacher.
  • Two other teachers came in and taught us, I must say that they are very good with their profession. They are better than my local former school.
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  • TBC