As the student body started moving Anastasia felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and saw that it was Mr. Lost. What could the nurse want with her?
“Excuse me, Anastasia Tepes, right? As I said earlier, I’m Dorian Lost, the school nurse here at Herculean Academy. I’d like to talk to you briefly about your, ah… circumstances, in private. Follow me. Don’t worry— we’ll catch up to your little friends later.”
Anastasia looked bewildered at Dorian. Did she already do something wrong?
Excuse me sir but I dont think I understand you. What do you mean with circumstances? I didnt do anything wrong did I? If I did then I would like to appologise, I had no idea I was breaking any rules. Her cold and aristocratic english accent made everything she said seem like it was meant sarcastic. This was not her intention ofcourse, she just didnt know how to talk differently. She bit her lower lip and looked down at the ground as she waited for Dorian to respond.
Then, out of nowhere:
OH COME ON!!! THAT’S NOT EVEN...SERIOUSLY?!!”
What was that? What was happening? Anastasia looked up at the source of the cry. It appeared to be a young boy with red-ish hair and glasses. She saw him staring at her for a fraction of a second before he turned around and pretended to be joking. Whatever his intentions were, she had now caught the attention of several other students. For a tiny fraction she felt a jolt of anger rush through her. What did that guy mean? Was she that weird or did he just want to mock her? Well if that little punk wanted to make fun of her or tought she was weird, well then she would show him!
Anastasia was about to yell back at the boy, who was now doing his best to get as fast as possible through the door. Well, maybe next time. But was it justified to be angry? After all he only yelled out something that maybe didnt even have to do with her... Maybe it was just her own insecurity. Well, let's forget about the boy for now, mister Lost seemed to be serious so lets not get angry now over such a small thing.
Just as she was about to turn back to Dorian Anastasia got approached by another person.
"Bonjour!"
Anastasia looked up and saw a girl aproaching her, she was smiling brightly. Well, she sure seemed in a good mood, maybe she could borrow some of that to Anastasia? From the looks of her she seemed to be a student. Well, maybe this could be a future friend... Anastasia remembered what her father told her, to never trust anyone...
"You look new here! Don't worry, most of these guys didn't know each other before this morning! I'm Olivia Octavia Delacroix. You are?"
But she seemed so nice! Nothing could be wrong with someone who was this nice, right? Anastasia swallowed before putting up a smile and responding.
Hello, my name is Anastasia Tepes, pleased to meet you. She made a formal bow towards Olivia. Altough she was very nervous talking to a person around her age her anxiety wasnt noticable in her voice. Sure this might be a new experience for her, but talking to someone else isnt one of the hardest challenges she ever faced... Or was it? Slowly she started to become more nervous. What should she do now? Ask her something, tell something about herself?
Instead Anastasia setteled with a smile, a badly forced one at that and to the observant spectator one which gave away what she was: She bared her teeth.
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