Chapter 3

"I see we have a special transferred student here." the whole class went silent and turned their attention towards the girl in a black T-shirt standing in front of them.

Jane didn't reply to the compliment and kept gazing at the 5feet figure standing in front of her.

"Have you collected your schedule?" the teacher asked.

"No, I just got to the campus," she replied with a straight face only to get a wondering head shake. The teacher hummed and pointed toward her.

"You can collect it during lunch. Tell me, where would you like to sit?" the teacher again asked her while putting the list on her table.

Jane started to look around the class and her eye met a pair of brown orbs. She didn't understand why the owner of those orbs suddenly smirked at her and looked side towards his friends. She shrugged off the strange interaction and traveled her vision finally to find the familiar excited eyes. A small smile cracked up on her face as she recognized Anne, her childhood friend. She was also in this school and found her to be attending the same section as her, on their last conversation over call, two days ago. Anne was studying here since last year. She was excited to find her old friend Jane to join her in the last term of schooling together this year.

Anne waved her long arms covered with the dark green sleeves of her checked shirt. It was open to show the contrasting combination of her fashion with a white t-shirt inside and paired with blue ripped denim jeans. Her hair was 

"That girl" Jane points towards the waving girl and the teacher nod in approval.

Jane stepped into the middle row and walk towards the third seat from the last. Anne was waiting for her with an empty seat beside her table that she secured for Jane this morning. As the capped figure reached her, Anne's smile slightly pulled off, and offered her hand to the black-haired girl as she stopped beside her table. A gulp hardly escaped her throat when Jane's eyes stared intensely towards her palm. Anne felt chilled by her glare, but soon she was surprised when Jane slowly reached her palm and grip on it. Their eyes met and Anne cupped her mouth with an astonished grin. Jane also replied to her gesture with a proud look. They smiled at each other as they shook hands and sat beside each other.

At the time, the teacher was done with attendance and addressed everyone to pay attention.

"Hello, everyone I’m your class teacher for this year. My Name is Ms. Dalton and I’m your language teacher as well, so guys study hard and enjoy the school" with that, she left the class after gaining applause and farewell.

As soon as Ms. Dalton stepped out and closed the door, a boy stood up and shouted while shaking the whole class, "Get lost you DUCK!"

Everyone started laughing and hauling, the peace of silence had already left the chat from this room. Papers planes started to fly here and there joined by the crumbled trash. Jane stared at the sudden mess in cultural shook as Anne laughed in awkwardness.

"What on earth possessed them?" Jane asked with big eyes gaining her attention to Anne.

"Ha..ha.. it will be back to normal once the teacher arrives." The contrast fashion girl replied while scratching her nap. Purely embarrassed on her classmates' behalf.

Jane once again roamed her eyes around with a hard stare. Everyone was going wild and looked free like they don't have any responsibility or worry. Well, that's how a teenager's life is. Everything appears to be fun at this age. To an extent, this fun looks great until it starts to cost your life. Those who fail to recognize their duties on time and lose themself in the pleasures of youth suffer for their whole life.

Jane is the girl, who has already reached the phase of becoming a responsible young adult and understanding the value of her time and energy. She is working harder and harder for her dream. Emotions, feelings, and fun were not on her priority list. The only things she desires it to be successful, independent, and high above everyone so no one can touch her, question her and harm her.

Her goal reciting broke when the door of the classroom opened and a male teacher appeared in front of them. The class went pitch silent again. Everyone took out their books, and stationery to start the lesson with the teacher.

"Hey class, nice to see you again." he greets the class. He put his papers and files on the table and rubbed his hands to get ready for the session. He looked in front getting a quick survey of this class's students. His eye met an unfamiliar face that he failed to recognize.

"I see some new faces here. I would like you to introduce yourself, miss." He signed towards Jane, who was busy putting her items on the desk.

Anne elbowed her to gain her attention and look up. Jane left her bag as she faced the teacher looking at her with a question mark and stood up to introduce herself.

"My name is Jane Martin. I m a new transfer student from Vanerka," she spoke.

The teacher's eyes narrowed before he gasped as he recalled her name. "Jane Martin, new student. Yes, I remembered Ms. Dalton told me about this morning."

"I m Mr. Mateo Nash, the physics teacher. You can call me Mr. Nash. It's nice to have you in our class." he beamed at her with a warm voice.

Jane replied with a small smile and was about to sit but stopped by him. She gazed at him in perplexity so as the whole class.

"Did you have the introduction of your classmate?" Mr. Nash asked looking at her with an eyebrow lifted.

She was kinda confused by his question of what he wanted to lead to till she decided to answer him honestly.

"No" she replied in an unbothered deep voice.

"OKAY!" the male elder clapped his hand and took a long breath. "Today we will help you to get along with your new class. Since it is our first day let's introduce ourselves to this new friend." He suggests excitedly only to earn annoyed sighs and whispers.

"Come on guys, we should welcome her" he enraged everyone but nobody stood up.

"Stand up one by one now!" this time, the whole flinched when the beaming instructor suddenly banged the table.

Each student stood up and split up their name. They give a small welcome greeting to dumbfound Jane, to not get on this teacher's bad side. They know he is a kind of freak when no one listens to him.

Lastly, the boy from earlier stood up with an irked face. He was tall and well built. His fashion was richer than anyone in the room and well styled with his elegant body language. He had a white T-shirt, cotton round designed Gucci jacket accompanied with black jeans and bottomed by black hi-top sneakers. His black hairs with those brown orbs made his face feature sharper and satisfyingly balanced. As get up from his seat, he refused to look at Jane to keep up his cool and get everyone's attention with his deep voice as it made its way to Jane's ear.

"Parker Bickett. 17 years-old. Old Student."