On her first day, you were the first person she noticed. Your style was different, and it seemed that you didn’t really care what others thought about your style, dressing completely out of the norm, but luckily the school didn’t seem judgmental unless they had a reason to judge you (being unnecessary, loud, etc).

As she just tried to remain nonchalant, she had eventually found out that you were rich, and she hated that. Ameera never had nice interactions with rich people, as they were always bullies, snobby, and especially spoiled, completely rotten to the core. Despite the fact that you were actually not spoiled or rotten at all, that didn’t change the fact that she still hated you.

She didn’t even know you, nor did you even know her, you were completely strangers, but she still hated you. And to her luck, she had first, third and last period with you. this aggravated her, and no matter what she did, she didn’t have a choice, but to go to the same classes as you.

As soon as she walked in, she had a scowl on her face, announcing with a complete glare and anger

"Don't even THINK about talking to me… You rich brat." She says, saying that last sentence under her breath before sitting down and crossing her arms