Chapter 2: First Friend
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Gabrielle's POV
I stare at the vehicle for a moment contemplating whether I should drive it or not.
I mean I can always teleport or even fly so what's the use of this.
To blend in?
Maybe.
I just hop in the car and start the engine.
I'll just go with it like I'm supposed to.
I start driving and the next thing I know is I'm in the road leading to school.
Yes!
I don't have have to worry about traffic at all.
I park the car in a spot in the school's parking lot and got out.
I carried my backpack and headed inside with a paper in my hand to find the 'faculty' room where the 'professors' would be.
I found it right away and met up with the class 'adviser'.
"Goodmorning. My name is Gabrielle Martinez. I'm the transfer student from Vernon, California" I politely introduced myself. The female teacher stared at me in a daze but she snaps back into reality and gives me a smile.
"Miss Martinez. My name is Phoebe Garcia. I'm your homeroom teacher and adviser" she introduced herself and we shook hands.
"It's very nice to meet you, miss Garcia" I said earning a smile from her. Then she looks at her watch.
"Perfect. We should get to your class soon" she said standing up and grabbing her books.
I helped her with the books and we made our way to the room.
And even from outside I can already hear the class bustling.
Human teenagers. Very typical.
Miss Garcia stopped in front of the door taking a deep breath before giving me a small smile.
"Please be patient with them. They're a bit...difficult" she said.
I gave her an assuring smile.
"Don't worry, miss Garcia. I've seen 'difficult' people before" I told her.
She slightly giggled and relaxed before we went inside.
We enter the room but no one stopped what they were doing.
I sighed.
How rude they are to their teacher.
"Class!" miss Garcia shouted but still no one stopped.
"Class!" she screamed. She looked at me apologetically. I gave her an assuring smile.
I didn't really expect anything from anyone. I already knew this would happen.
"Excuse me" I say softly but everyone stopped at my voice and turned to look at me in front. I smiled at them warmly.
I see everyone stare at me in awe and in a daze.
Miss Garcia looked at me as shock was written on her face.
Of course, she'd have that reaction from what I just did.
"Go on, miss Garcia" I encouraged her politely. She cleared her throat and looked at the class.
"Class, sit down" she said and everyone moved still staring at me.
I gave them a small smile and wave.
"We have a transfer student this year. Please introduce yourself" she said giving me an encouraging smile.
"Hi. I'm Gabrielle Martinez but please call me Elle. I hope we can get along well" I say flashing a smile for them. The guys in the room suddenly cheered.
"Quiet down!" miss Garcia told them and they kept nudging at each other still looking at me.
My eyes met a familiar pair of eyes.
Oh.
Him.
I almost forgot.
"Miss Martinez, you can take the seat next to miss Carter" miss Garcia said pointing at a chair beside a red haired girl with brown eyes.
"Okay. Thank you, miss" I told her. She gave me a nod and a smile.
I make my way to the seat as some of the guys whistled at me.
That's not a very gentleman thing to do.
But then, the guy from yesterday which was Alex got up from his seat and suddenly grabbed me by the arm as he starred at me intently.
Oh no.
"Mr. Smith!" miss Garcia called after him.
"What are you doing here? Are you a stalker or something?" he hissed at me.
I looked at him with a calm expression.
"A stalker?" I said tilting my head to the side innocently.
His grip on me tightened.
"Mr. Smith, what are you doing to miss Martinez?!" miss Garcia intervened but she failed to remove his hand on me.
"I swear to God you better stay the fck away from me" he warned.
My brows furrowed.
"You don't swear in the name of God. That's a sin" I said.
He became more angry with what I said.
"Dude" another guy stopped him.
I should really do something with all of this tension.
"Fine. I was there in the right time at the right place. That isn't enough explanation but that's all I can give you because that's all there is to it" I said.
"Please stop making a scene and making everyone uncomfortable. I'm not out to get you. If you want to talk further, let's do it some other time" I said.
His jaw clenched as he aggressively let me go.
Then, he walked out of the room.
"Mr. Smith!" miss Garcia shouted his name and the other guy followed him.
Miss Garcia sighed as they left.
She checked on me in worry and everyone else also looked at me with concern.
"I'm fine, everyone. There was just a misunderstanding, that's all" I assured them.
"I should bring you to the clinic" miss Garcia suggested still worried.
I shook my head.
"No, thank you. Please continue with your class" I said.
She looked at me hesitantly but I gave her an encouraging smile.
She sighed and nodded.
I sat beside the girl miss Garcia referred to earlier and I smiled at her. She seemed startled of my action and nervously fixed her glasses.
"I'm Elle. You are?" I ask her softly. She gulped.
"M-mikaela" she stuttered. I smiled.
"It's nice to meet you, Mikaela. I hope we can be good friends" I told her. She looked at me wide eyed.
"M-me?" she said pointing to herself. I nod.
"Of course, you. Is there any other Mikaela here?" I ask her. She shook her head.
"Exactly" I say. She gave me a nervous smile.
Then, she looked at my arm.
"Are you really okay?" she aske.
I nodded.
"I'll be fine. It's not a big deal at all" I told her.
"He uh...the guy earlier...Alexander. He's got a bit of a temper. Maybe you should stay away from him" she said.
I gave her a small smile.
"I'll definitely note that" I said and she blushed.
We listened or atleast Mikaela and I listened as miss Garcia announced a few things.
I can still feel eyes on me.
It's not very nice to stare.
Miss Garcia finished and another teacher came in.
The class started.
I didn't actually have to learn this things.
I already know almost everything.
I even know everyone in the room. Their name, age, birthday, family members, family history, anything and everything.
"Miss Martinez" the male teacher called me.
"Yes, sir?" I asked. He cleared his throat as he looked at me.
"Do you know why does time seem to flow only in one direction?" he asked as I stood up.
"Well, since Einstein, physicists have thought of space and time as forming a four-dimensional structure known as “spacetime.” But space differs from time in some very fundamental ways. In space, we’re free to move about as we wish. When it comes to time, we’re stuck. We grow older, not younger. And we remember the past, but not the future. Time, unlike space, seems to have a preferred direction and physicists call it the 'arrow of time.'" I explained. The teacher was left in shock and so was everyone else. I smiled and the teacher coughed.
"Very well explained, miss Martinez" he complimented and I sat down.
"That was amazing" Mikaela said in awe. I chuckled.
"I'm sure you know that too" I nudged her playfully. She blushed.
The class continued on until it was time to switch rooms.
"I have French next. How about you, Mikaela?" I asked. She looked at me still a little bit flustered.
"I have French too" she said barely louder than a whisper. I smiled.
"Should we go together?" I suggested. She hesitated but nodded.
We walked to French class together.
"Are you sure it's okay for you to be seen walking with me?" she asked as her head is lowered.
I ignore the eyes looking and following us both in awe and confusion.
"Of course. Why wouldn't it be? I'm sure everyone will envy me as I walk with such an amazing girl like you" I said nudging her encouragingly. She looked up at me with a spark in her eyes.
"You think I'm amazing?" she asked hopeful. I nodded.
"Of course you are. You're absolutely amazing, Mikaela" I told her and she smiled.
We arrived at our French class and talked a bit more before our next class started.
Mikaela is a very quiet and shy but sweet, kind and loving. She's been raised well by her parents.
Mikaela and I had to separate for our 3rd class but promised to meet up for lunch.
God, I made a friend.
- Writer
