The Other Side of the Story

The normal high school student, Raven, needs to analyse the famous fairy tale of Snow White. Thinking this as easy, she soon uncovers the truth about the perfect Snow White, and realizes it is much deeper, raw and tragic than the story we all know so "well".


28. A Smile

“Okay class, hurry up, there’s only forty five minutes left, so spend the time wisely!” Mr. Robertsen’s overenthusiastic voice sounded strong, above the murmuring of my fellow pupils. Only forty five minutes left? Time really does pass quickly, when you don’t want it to. The last few chapters kept me busy and entertained. I felt this…connection. I just needed to know what was going to happen. Yes I know, it was probably just some story someone had uploaded onto the internet, but still it seemed so true. I guess it was because I could relate to Ravenna. There are always two sides to every story, and I always felt like mine was the side that was never told. Like I was invisible and that I didn’t matter.

The other students had settled down a bit and were actually getting their job done. Well, some of them. Mark and Jack were as always having a blast, sending paper planes through the room, some of them aimed at me. Ashley and Maria, the two most popular and wanted girls in the entire High School, were glaring evilly at me. Had I ever done anything to annoy them? No. But still they seemed to feel the need to stare at me as if I was their enemy. I understood that Ashley’s long blond hair and green eyes, and Maria’s beautiful wavy brown hair was attractive, but why did they look at me as if I was the most stupid person in the world? It really pissed me off. At the time I didn’t really think about looks and appearances, but when I look at photos from my High School years I can’t help but think, that I was prettier than them. I don’t mean to be narcissistic, but they wore so much make-up that you couldn’t even see their faces, while I almost never wore any, except maybe mascara, once in a while.

While they were flirting with Mark and Jack, I was sitting alone in the corner in the class room. I could clearly see the groups divided. There were the serious workers, brainstorming and helping each other out. There were the popular ones. There were the small partners of two or three friends. And then there was me. As I scouted the surroundings I noticed one other loner that I hadn’t seen until now. Hunter. He was a new student in class, and he didn’t seem to make any friends. He was rather attractive, with chocolate brown hair, grey eyes and tanned skin. He also looked like he worked out a lot. You could clearly see the muscles in his arms. I didn’t understand why Ashley and Maria hadn’t sunk their talons into this fresh and new meat. Usually when a new guy or girl starts in the class they get to know them, become their best friends, then dump them and ignore them the rest of the year. Why I didn’t know. I guess it was just part of their territorial behavior, trying to control people. Maybe it was because Hunter radiated this sort of…power. He seemed like a very independent person. A little ember of hope came to life inside of me, as I came to the realization that Ashley and Maria were probably intimidated by him. As that thought struck I couldn’t help but laugh, so I silently grinned to myself. When I lifted my head to see the time, I noticed that Hunter was staring right at me. A smile broke onto his lips, which was the first time I had seen him do that. The way his head tilted upwards slightly indicated he was asking a question. I understood what he was saying and nodded my head once, and returned the smirk.

With something as simple as a smile, an unspoken agreement was made. We were partners now. 

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