I’m Just A Girl, Nothing Special

by zephyr deity

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Chapter Eight:

Wear Me Out

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Zephyr’s POV

That no good piece of – of dog poo! Okay, that last statement didn’t come out the way I wanted. Let’s just pretend I never said that. I tugged on the rim of my blouse’s collar. To be honest, I’m not enjoying this uniform thing. Hopefully my biker shorts won’t be making an appearance…what? You didn’t expect me to wear this skirt solely now did you?

I tapped Seraph on the shoulder, she had her chin on her palms and looked bored. Her hair didn’t even look that much wet – it just looked shinier than usual. “Is my hair ruined?” I spent a good twenty minutes getting this braid done. The last thing I wanted was for my juvenile roommate to mess it up.

Seraph shook her head lightly and went back to her previous state. Then all of a sudden she stood up and I heard a few noises signaling people doing the same. I swiftly followed suit. A man appearing to be in his mid-twenties was beaming as he observed the class. He had strong Asian features: white complexion, chinky eyes and black hair.

It doesn’t take a genius to say that this man is our class adviser, “Good morning everyone. I am Mr. Phoebus,” Phoebus…sounds Greek, or is it Latin? Ah, whatever! I don’t get along with foreign words anyway. “Your class adviser. So I guess we’ll be seeing much of each other this year.”

He eyed the fourteen students in front of him, “I’m a sophomore teacher so I don’t really know much of you though I see some familiar faces, like Mr. Rockpoint here.” he gave a friendly pat on Ralph’s back and his small eyes disappeared as his smile grew wider. “I’ll begin by asking you a simple question but I warn you, it is difficult.” I guess I won’t be of much help then. “Okay, what does the name Phoebus mean?”

Seraph swiftly raised her right hand, why am I not surprised? “This is from Greek Mythology, right?” Mr. Phoebus nodded. So exactly how was I familiar with this term?

From the corner of my left eye, I saw hand hesitantly go up. “Phoebus is another term for sun but in Greek Myth, it refers to the god of sunlight, prophecy, music and poetry. In other words, Apollo…” Am I seeing this or has Erys become a different person. “Right?” Okay then, I take that back.

“Right, nicely said too.” Mr. Phoebus applauded. I looked over at Erys who looked a bit flushed. So she’s a modest type of person, I should really get to know these friends of mine a lot more. “I expected a lot from Class A since you are the best of the best but this is great.” Well, at least we have a good impression on him.

He walked up to his desk and flipped through his folder – time to take attendance and I must say some people have weird names…

“Dela Cruz, Sophia Timothy…” Isn’t Timothy a boy’s name? Though even if it were a boy’s I still would’ve laughed out loud. I don’t know why but the name reminds me of a mouse. “Parks, Thomas Jayvee… Renaldi, Adrian Eryc…oh so we have two Renaldis?”

Mr. Phoebus nodded his head in amusement and continued. “Renaldi, Deity Erysses… Rockpoint, Ramses Ralph… Trevor,” It’s my turn already. Okay, brace yourself Zephyr. I’m so suing my mother for giving me such sissy names – yes, names. I actually have three. Oh, the horror of it all.

“Mary Zephyr Jane…”

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Erys’ POV

I snickered in my seat as Zephyr buried her face after her name was called. The name does sound a bit feminine for Zephyr – I mean, she’s Zephyr. If she didn’t have such delicate facial features and a perfectly carved body structure, you wouldn’t easily think that she’s a girl.

“Velwood,” What the? “Aerlon Dimitri…” Tell me this is a coincidence. But if they are related then I better brace myself for one heck of a ride. Maybe I should just stay out of his way and dismiss my crush on him.

I just have to think about how I’m going to do that.

“And that’s about it.” Mr. Phoebus wiped a drop of sweat of his brow and grinned. “My aren’t your parents such thoughtful name givers.” Can’t disagree with that.

“Well I hope you’ll all be close, after all, this is gonna be your classroom for the whole year.” Oh so they don’t do that whole changing rooms every subject thingy? That’s good. They used to have that system in St. Valentine’s and I didn’t really enjoy the whole process. Let’s just say it involves a lot of running around.

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“Are you sure tearing off your uniform in front of all these people is a good idea?” Zephyr snickered as she watched my exuberant guise fade away. “I know they’re girls but hello – wait till we get to those little divisions.” I frowned and followed her to these “little divisions” which turned out to be gaps in between lockers with a small bench in the middle.

“Now you can continue stripping.” I punched her and unbuttoned my blouse. I guess I was being hasty. I was already taking off my blazer and my necktie when I entered the locker room. It was no big deal. It’s not like I’m flashing my breasts to the world or something. I guess it comes with the territory of coming from an all-girls school. My classmates at St. Valentine’s used to change a lot more carelessly than me though.

I threw my blouse onto the bench revealing my cotton camisole. “So that’s why you didn’t mind stripping your clothes in front of all those people.” This has definitely got to stop. “Stop calling me a stripper!” She laughed and faced me with her back as she unbuttoned her blouse.

I heard a few giggles and I saw Rosemary, Charisse and Emma laughing alongside Seraph who just shook her head – she’s probably calling us a bunch of monkeys in that complicated little mind of hers.

I stepped out of the locker room skipping and somewhere in the middle, I decided to do a pirouette – I used to take ballet when I was little and the pirouette is the only thing I remember from the whole six months of lessons. I stopped short as I came face to face with Aerlon. He was just half an inch taller than me – curse having above average height!

“Talk about being high,” the right end of his lips curled up like the way it always does. That’s his infamous half-smile routine people, can I hear an applause? I forced myself to eliminate the thought of his smile looking so good. I have decided to dismiss my crush and I am determined to do so. I just have to concentrate.

“Forgive her, she’s had a total amount of three cups of cocoa today.” Seraph said, taking the seat to my right. What’s wrong with three cups of cocoa? It was the perfect cure for my first day of school jitters.

Eryc sat to my left and smirked. “Is that why you were taking your blazer off on the way to the lockers rooms?” I punched him on the arm and frowned. “Someone’s being touchy.” What kind of a brother are you? Teasing your older sister – proudly by one minute and a half – in that sing-song voice she hates so much is just evil.

“Are there any cliques in this school?” Zephyr asked, addressing the whole gang. “Specifically ones in our level?”

“There are some in the third year level though there’s barely any in ours. Everyone’s pretty close here – no nerds, bad guys or that sort of stuff.” That’s good to know. “But, a year level wouldn’t be complete without the resident hot guys.”

“You know I haven’t seen a guy who’s ugly – I mean, most of the guys here look decent.” I verbally expressed my thoughts, cutting off Eryc’s speech for a moment. “So these guys must be pretty proficient. Most likely celestial in terms of appearance, affluent and ingenious.”

“Cute.” What the hell? Aerlon pinched my cheeks to add more effect to his earlier statement. Eryc started getting in on it too by saying “Aww…” and pinching my other cheek.

I slapped their hands off and glared at both of them. “What are you taking about?”

“It’s just weird when you get all intellectual on us,” Eryc stated. “It just doesn’t fit in much with how stupid you act.” He laughed at his own joke and I hoped no one would ride along with it but that was just too much to ask. What does he mean about that anyway? Is he implying that I look like someone who doesn’t have much to offer in terms of cerebral ability? Okay, I really have to stop talking like that.

Zephyr came to my rescue through a classic way – being tough, “Hey! Don’t say stuff like that, you can’t just read a person through how they look.” That’s a nice thing to say, minus the tone.

“So are they the stereotypical group that terrorizes the whole school?” My head is stuck on that sort of cliché stuff.

“Nope.” Aerlon answered surely. That’s certainly a surprise – and I’m not just talking about his answer.

Seraph let out a frustrated sigh then she humorously exclaimed, “I’m curious about these people, and I haven’t even met them!” Aerlon, Ralph and Eryc started laughing too but for some reason I doubt that they’re laughing with her.

Zephyr couldn’t help but pop the question, “So who’s the superior guy that leads this pack?” the guys started snickering with themselves.

“You of all people should know, Zephyr,” Eryc informed enigmatically.

“Tell me or I’ll give you a good beating, Renaldi,” Why use the last name? It’s like you’re referring to me.

Ralph snickered and was probably thinking of some clever way to answer her. He’s a very smart guy and it didn’t fail too show, especially when he spoke. “This guy is so close, Zephyr. So close that you even share a room with him.”

Zephyr looked at Eryc, obviously a bit shocked, and Seraph was busy thinking about it. I, on the other hand, decided to do the most logical thing to do. I laughed.

Eryc shot me that trademark glare of his but before he could attack me, a shrill sound cut through the air. “Good morning Velwood-Welshians, this is your principal speaking. In place of your third period you will be meeting your co-curricular class teachers. Students who have gym class for third period, feel free to change into your uniforms at lunchtime. That will be all.”

My thoughts danced around my head when I heard we were aloud to wear our gym clothes to our co-curricular class and it almost caused me to bang my head on the gym doors. Thankfully Seraph was able to pull me away from my doom.

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I blissfully took my seat beside Zephyr, I was once again in the aisle seat. I just hope someone nice will be seating across me. I placed my head on my palms and cocked my head slightly, I was a little tired – probably from being all giddy and hoppy earlier.

“Hey,” William greeted as he took the seat in front of me, with Aerlon sitting to his left and my brother beside Aerlon. It’s strange how the “popular” people sit in the front. I smiled at William and looked around the room. There were some familiar faces from Class A and then there were the other people…

“Definitely! It was just majorly pathetic. Talk about a disaster!” A blonde girl entered the room, catching as much attention as she could possibly get. I never thought she’d be here.

Violet entered the room with a rainbow Louis Vuitton handbag slung over her shoulder. Heather’s and her arms were entwined together as if they had been best friends forever. They kept giggling and talking aloud as they took their seat across the guys’.

I already hate this class.

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I am officially exhausted! Music class took most of my energy by draining my insanity. How? By making me sing an impossible song! It’s not like I have Mariah Carey’s voice or anything. Much to my relief, my voice didn’t crack. And then there was Algebra, oh the torture!

“I still can’t believe that no good teacher gave us homework! On our first day!” I miss elementary, the first days then mainly consisted of introductions. Awkward ones, actually – I was shy okay!

Zephyr collapsed on the carpet and sighed. “I don’t know why but I feel so tired. I think it’s my brain.” she looked around the room with a puzzled expression. The headache must be taking its toll. “Where’s Seraph?”

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A/N: I’m so sorry. It’s been like months and I’m just so sorry. I’ve been thinking about the direction I want my story to be and I’m editing past chapters too. Plus, I have a new story which is not posted – I’m thinking of posting it when I’m done writing it (if it ever gets done). And to the readers of my other story (IJWANSV)… I’ll be taking a hiatus. I think my brain is gonna explode and school is just around the corner for people here in the Philippines. Thanks for the reviews, I’m a little too dizzy to reply.