CHAPTER 10: WAS A FOOL, ALWAYS A FOOL 

I quietly walked into the room, looking down at the wooden floor. I can't believe I was nervous. I'm never nervous. I'm always fine. But right now, I rather fall in a deep hole than look at these judgemental eyes. I was in a boy's school, for goodness sake. Selma squeezed my hand for reasurance. She gave a quick smile. I looked up. They were still staring at me. Their face was.... faceless. I couldn't see what they were thinking..

What the hell? I thought this was a boy's school? What's going on here? Did I come into the wrong school? Thats what I thought might have been in thier minds. And you never know, it just might be.

My dad was up on the stage. Well, it looked like a stage anyway. He was talking about having a good attendance and normal school things when I walked in. He gave me a quick smile before introducing them to me.

'Boys, this is Celia-' My dad said.

'It's CeCe.' I blurted. Wow, they looked at me the same way. I looked at all the boys. Some were cute, some were nerdy and some were just plain... guys. 

'Okay, CeCe.' He looked back at the students. 'And she's going to be studying in this school for a few months. And I hope you all be nice to her.' He said strictly. He seemed like a regular teacher when hes with the school. But when hes with me, he just seems like an apologic father. 'Celia- I mean, CeCe, why don't you come up here and say something about yourself.' 

I groaned quietly. Why should I talk about myself? They will find out about me soon enough anyway. But there wasn't time to say no. Everyone waited for me to get on stage and say something about myself.

I walked up the 3 stairs, hoping I wouldn't slip and stood behind the desk where my dad was standing. I looked at everyone. They all looked puzzled. You know what, it would be normal if there was some murmering or giggles. But there was not of it. None of it at all. 

I cleared my throat before starting. 'Hi, I'm CeCe, as you've already heard. And I came here from the UK to study. And yeah. Thats it really..' I said akwardly. And they face didn't change. But a few of them, gave a little smile. I smiled back. Well, atleast that was something. 'Oh, and I love icecream. Specially chocolate icecream. I mean, I love all the icecreams but its just that chocolate stands out. I'm not trying to say that I hate the others because the others are nice too. The least I like is banana. I mean, its a fruit. It shouldn't be mixed with icecream. I mean, you don't see me mixing rice with smarties. It just isn't right. But still it isn't a crime to have it. So I guess I'm okay-'

'CeCe.' My dad said. Oops, I was rambling again. I looked at the boys to see them looking bored. Yeah, this is bad. 

I walked off the stage and sat with Selma. She gave me a thumbs up. I gave a quick smile before biting my lip. I don't think being here was a good idea. I will end up getting mad and hurting people. Or lots of pens.. I know its weird that I like snapping pens in half when i'm mad. But I just can't help it. Pens are better than snapping people. I giggled to myself. Just when I thought not one was going to look at me, all of them do. 

I mouthed 'sorry.' And looked at my hands that were on my lap. Embarrasing...

My dad went on about how cleaning your rooms important and arriving in class early. He was a really boring person to be honest. I mean, I should be amazed that I'm with my dad, but how come at least one boy hasn't fallen asleep. Or look sleepy. 

'Right. Now you know all the rules and regulations, I'm hoping you don't break any of them. Now any questions?' Dad said at the end. A few people put their hand up but all they were talking about was the after school clubs that are going to be held. Nothing special. Nothing about why a girl is in this school.

'Right, you can all go to your class. Thank you.' Everyone moved to the door which I was near. Boys gave me looks. All kind of looks. A bit of them were checking me out, others were disgusted, and others had no idea what was going on. Dad came near me and gave me a paper.

'Its your schedule. Ive got you favourite lessons mixed up through the week. The blanks are just free time with Selma. To help you with your work.' He said happily. I gave a fake smile before checking what my first lesson there is. Ah, Maths. Awesome. 

'Don't worry, you have Maths with me.' Selma said. I smiled. Okay, atleast it won't be that awkward. 'And good look. You want to come with me to Maths?' 

'I'm fine.' I said. It wasn't that I didn't want to go with her, I just wanted to see the place, by myself. Dad said that theres 25minutes before the first lesson starts so I thought I'll just wonder around. I looked at the boys who were staring at me. I gave a little smile. They gave a smile back before laughing about something with their friends. 

I sighed. Here I am and here I will stay.