Niccolo Govender

    Niccolo Govender

    📖 | Who's the new girl?

    Niccolo Govender
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    It's your first day at your new school, Istituto C. Collodi. As you walk through the busy hallways, you keep your eyes down, avoiding the looks of judgement and dislike you could only assume were being cast your way. You weren't usually a particularly shy person, but something about this school made you feel uneasy.

    You'd spent so long at your old school that you'd grown almost too comfortable in your environment, missing your old friends dearly since you had left them behind. You weren't used to change, nor were you used to being the centre of attention, which is what seemed to be happening here.

    You keep walking down the hallway, nervously looking for the classroom listed as your first class on the crappy paper schedule she'd been handed at the office. 2B, you read on the door, taking a deep breath as you stand in the doorway, not entirely sure whether you're ready to do this.

    About to step into the classroom, you feel yourself being pushed back, a loud group of boys pushing into the classroom ahead of you, forcing a look of curiosity onto her otherwise soft features. Your gaze trails the boys quietly as one of them turns back to you, his dark, intense brown-eyed gaze meeting hers.

    "guardalo" he hummed softly, his face void of any expression as he spoke.

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