Soon after we stepped to the house, a doctor came in to check my injuries. He said that it doesn’t look bad, but I need to rest and don’t shake my neck too much because it gonna hurt. After he left, I took a cold shower because I cannot take hot one, what a shame. I played a little with Luna and Bonus, my dogs, and went to sleep.
The next day, I decide to wear the uniform because I discard the idea to get my father mad. Plain white shirt and some awful grey jumper on top of it covered my upper body and the bottom was a black skirt with grey strips and also high knee socks. I looked like a joke, literally. I couldn’t use my motor, so I took my new Audi TT. Actually, how the hell my bike appears in the garage? I have no idea, but I cannot complain.
The way to school was longer than a day before. The spot I occupied yesterday was now occupied by a black Lamborghini, so the prick took my advice to his heart and came earlier. He is learning quickly. I’ve smirked to myself because I didn’t expect them to follow that quickly, but somewhere inside, I could feel that he will make my life a living hell. My first lesson is PE, means Physical Education. I am wondering what the class looks like in this country because our PE was just sitting and learning about the anatomy or playing some random games. When I stepped inside school a huge hand on my shoulder stopped me.
“Hello beautiful, how do you do? I was reading yesterday about some English phrases and I can tell you that I am pretty good at understanding them, so how do you do?” It’s Zac, smiling as usual. He doesn’t know a thing about England, but I am going to play this game.
“How do you do?” I answer and his face makes this confused look.
“Yes, Emlyn it is what I have asked you. How do you do?”
“How do you do?” I answer again and smile at him. He has no idea what this phrase means. Actually, it does not mean anything. Even some British people don’t know that for a question: ‘how do you do?’, you should answer: ‘how do you do?’, it’s strange, I know, but England is a strange country. Now he is more confused than before.
“Are you deaf? I just asked you, how do you do, and you asked me twice how do I do? I don’t get it.”
“It only shows that you are not British, and you have no idea how to use our phrases. Are you alright?” He will probably answer that why he should not be alright.
“Why shouldn’t I be? What kind of question is it?” I burst laughing. This guy is really something else. He is handsome and he is trying to be nice. Why? I don’t know but it’s super cute that he is trying.
“Thank you for making my day, darling.” I kiss him at the cheek and run to my locker because the first, stupid warning bell rang. I am going to be late.
I quickly grab my shit from the locker and run to the gym or whatever it is. The teacher looks at me and nods her head to go to the changing room. The school requested to wear some black shorts and plain white t-shirts with the school’s logo on the left breast. I have changed quickly and stepped out of the locker room. The teacher asks us to come a little closer to her and listen.
“Everyone! As you may know, we have a talent competition starting in two weeks. Our school always picked a person who will represent us in- state competition. As you know we were always best of the bests and I expect from you to be exactly the same this year. Our classes for the next two weeks will focus on our preparations for the competition. Some candidates may have time to practice their talent and those who are not participating will help them. Is anyone interested?” Hm. That’s interesting, if I would give two shits about some stupid competition I would participate, but I don’t. This school can go and fuck itself. Ah, yes, I didn’t mention before that I like to sing. I never understand why but when I sang, everyone in the room fell silent. My father always asked me to sing for our family in our club to make their time more entertaining. Sometimes, Tyler sang with me to keep me company. His father was shocked as I was that his oldest have a talent. We were amazing together. My voice was delicate and his melodic. We never learn how to sing, that was just our hobby or whatever. Some people rinse their hands.
“Excuse me, Miss, Sophia would like to be a part of the competition, but she is not able to be here today, because of our new student here…” she points at me, of course. “She always been a part of this, you know that without her, we will never win.” One of Sophia’s clones, I presumed. Well, maybe I will take a part of this joke, just to make our little queen angry. Before I knew what, I am doing, I raise my hand.
“I would like to be a part.” Take me to hell. Everyone turns to look at me. Some people are staring with hate, some with excitement and the most important, our pretty leaders, are staring at me with shock.
“Do you have any talent Miss Bennet? Because we don’t have time for your little war with Miss Simson.” That was rude. The teacher should not talk to me like that.
“I have actually and you as a teacher should not choose the winner from the beginning. You should accept every single person who would like to participate because
