Chapter 3: Homeschool to Highschool
Even after 10 years of that incident, the flashbacks never stopped, but definitely got easier. That is why finally after ten years Orla can start going to a normal school. Orla was excited about her first day of school. She wanted to look pretty and cool on her first day. She dyed her bangs and money pieces neon teal, which contrasted perfectly with her naturally brunette hair, and went well with her teal green ocean eyes and fair skin. She was excited about her school but probably thrice as nervous.
"What if they don't like me.", Orla overthought.
But there's no backing out now as she was standing beside her teacher inside her classroom.
"Good morning everyone. We have a new student here today. Say hello to Orla Moore!", the teacher announced.
"Please introduce yourself to your fellow classmates.", the teacher instructed Orla.
Everyone in the class darted their eyes towards Orla. In an instant, her heart fell to her stomach as nervousness consumed her.
"Hello everyone. My name is Orla Moore. Nice to meet you all.", Orla uttered in a very shaky voice, doubting if anyone had actually understood what she said.
She felt all eyes staring at her as they judged her quietly. The silence was unnerving to her. Orla sat in her designated seat and started doing her classes. She was having a horrendous day. Three classes are over and no one has approached her yet.
"They must all already hate me.", Orla overthought again.
As you can guess already overthinking was something Orla faced very often. She would have approached someone herself only if her revolting social anxiety had not taken a death clench on her. All of these thoughts had occupied every bit of her attention as she stared at her notebook.
"Can I borrow a pen from you? My only pen ran out of ink.", she heard a rather hoarse and masculine voice coming from the seat in front of her.
She looked up from her notebook and immediately found herself staring at a pair of sparkly honey eyes.
"Yeah", she replied awkwardly.
As she was about to hand the pen to this gorgeous honey-eyed boy, she heard a huge shriek.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING INTERRUPTING MY LECTURE? GET OUT OF THE CLASSROOM RIGHT NOW! BOTH OF YOU!"
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