When we had gotten into the dining hall, we all sat down at our table and the boys sat down at the new tables that were added in here just for them. I hated that they were already getting all of this special treatment. They got the new dorms and new tables while us girls were stuck with many decade old dorms and tables with gum stuck under most of them.
After everyone had pretty much arrived, the dean went up to the podium and began to silence us. I didn’t really care about the welcome speech that she was giving since she said the same thing every year. I was looking over at the table where all the senior boys were. I had to admit that some of them were pretty cute, but I wasn’t going to let myself care.
I started listening to what the dean was saying about how the boys were here now, but she still didn’t give a clear explanation as to why they were joining us this year. I finally just made myself accept the fact that maybe they just wanted a change.
She tells everyone to give a round of applause for the boys, which I thought was a stupid thing to do so I didn’t do it. I watched as all the other girls did it as they sat and drooled over them it was pathetic.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see one of the boys staring in my direction. I wasn’t sure if he was looking at me or not, but I didn’t want to glance at him to find out because I didn’t want to meet his stare. Becca is still right next to me so he’s probably looking at her, she’s easier to notice anyway.
I began to feel uncomfortable though with the idea I have planted in my head that someone was staring at me. I quickly glanced over and I saw that he was in fact looking at me, and then I swiftly turned to look back at the dean as she started talking again.
I couldn’t believe that a boy was actually looking at me. I didn’t want to make a big deal of it though, he was probably scanning over all the girls sitting at the table and his eyes just happened to be on me when I looked at him. Normally I blended in and nobody noticed me, but I guess right now I wasn’t exactly blending in with everyone else, but it was in a way that I figured no one would bother to notice me right now. I hated having boys here already and it’s hardly been half a day. One of them looked at me and it’s already messing with my head.
The dean finally announced for the seniors to get up and go get their dinner. While I was waiting in line with my friends, I was stuck listening to them talk about the boys that they each noticed and were convinced that the boy noticed them too. I thought about saying that one noticed me, just to take part in their conversation, but I decided not to, I didn’t want them to think that I cared all that much.
By the time I went through the line and headed back to the table, there were no longer all girls at one table and all boys at the other, they were all sitting sporadically throughout the tables. Becca, Christina, Liz, and I went and sat where we normally did together, but Becca soon got up and told us she was going to go sit with that guy she had noticed earlier because she found where he was sitting. Becca ended up convincing Liz to go over there with her because he had a friend sitting with him.
“Sorry to ditch you,” Christina said after a few more minutes had passed, “But I really want to go sit over there,” she told me and pointed to where there were a group of guys sitting.
“Go have fun,” I told her and she smiled before getting up.
“You sure you don’t want to come?” she asked me, and I just shook my head no, she seemed a bit hesitant now to leave me, but I assured her it was fine, and she then walked over to the group of boys, and I continued to eat my dinner by myself now.
I guess I couldn’t complain that much that I was sitting by myself, if I really wanted to eat with other people I could get up and go join Christina, but then again I really didn’t feel like it. I was about halfway through my dinner when I noticed a presence now sitting in front of me. I looked up from my plate and saw the face of the guy that had been staring at me earlier when the dean was welcoming us all.
“What do you want?” I asked him, not in the mood to be interrupted from my meal by someone, especially a someone like him.
“Someone’s got an attitude,” he smirked.
“I asked you a question,” I told him.
“What was it again?” he asked with a stupid grin on his face, and I noticed how deep his voice was.
“What do you want?” I repeated, “Don’t you have anyone else you could go bother?”
“You added a question,” he pointed out.
“Yet you’re still not answering either one of them,” I retaliated.
“Well there are plenty of people to bother, but I chose you,” he said.
“Is that supposed to make me feel special?”
“That’s kind of what I was going for,” he told me.
I chose not to answering, thinking maybe if the conversation stopped he would leave, but he continued to sit across from me.
“So you got a name?” he asked me after a few moments passed.
“Yeah,” I said, wanted to give a smart ass response to that since I obviously had a name, but I had just kept my mouth shut and answered with one word.
“What is it?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” I replied.
“I would actually,” he laughed, and just as he said that one of the other administrators announced for us all to throw away our trash and head back to our dorms.
I gave him a sarcastic smile as I got up from the table and walked away from him, I swear I heard him say something to me as I walked away from him, but I didn’t care enough to have heard it or not.
After I had thrown away my trash and brought the plate back to the kitchen, I walked out of the dining hall and waited outside until I found my friends. Christina was the first one I found, and then a bit later Liz and Becca walked out and found us, and then the four of us walked back to the dorms along with everyone else.
“I think this is going to be a great year,” Becca said as she fell back onto her bunk once we were back at the dorm.
Liz and Christina agreed with her, and they all began to talk about all the new boys that they met at lunch today. Christina started going on about how there was one guy she really wanted to talk to but he left and she ended up talking to a really sweet guy at the table. It amazed me that we haven’t even been here a whole day and already people are slowly working their way into relationships.
I wanted right now to be like it usually was with us talking about our classes that started tomorrow. Liz and I would come up with study plans and Christina and Becca would pretend to listen. Then we would discuss what we knew or had heard about the teachers we each had. If I would’ve known last year was the final year that was going to happen then I would’ve cherished it more. I thought this was going to be the last year we did all these things together as this school, but it turns out that was all long gone already.
This year it was all about the boys, and I hated that. I hated all the boys here with their smug looks and smirks always plastered on their faces. I knew classes were going to be a nightmare with them since I knew they would all get off task and off topic and distract everyone whether they were saying anything or not. Just their presence in the classroom I knew was going to be enough to distract the girls in the class. I still wished that we would’ve gotten some type of warning about this instead of this news being dropped on us the day of registration.
I wondered if my mom knew and forgot to tell me, but then again Christina, Becca, and Liz didn’t know either. Since I had nothing else to do I decided to text my mom about all this right now. I hoped she wasn’t busy as I sent her a message and then climbed up into my bunk to lie down while I waited for her response.
The girls had moved to the floor earlier and that’s where they were still sitting and talking. How long could they even talk about the boys? I mean they’ve been talking about them pretty much all day and they never seems to run out of topics about them.
They kept trying to convince me to come join them in talking, and I knew they were a bit irritated when I didn’t want to join them. I didn’t want to irritate them, I wanted to talk to my friends, I just couldn’t really participate in their conversation so I wasn’t going to sit with them and pretend that I could.
My mom texted me back a few minutes later, she told me that she had no idea that the academy was letting boys in this year and that she would’ve told me if she knew. I was glad that this was my last year because she’s probably going to start having my younger brother Luke start going here, and that would be a nightmare.
I texted back and forth with my mom for a bit, I really wanted to just call her because it’d be easier to talk that why but of course I couldn’t because of the endless squealing conversation coming from my friends sitting on the floor.
After awhile my mom had texted me that she was going to head to bed. I wanted to do the same, but I was too nervous to ask them to turn off the lights worrying that it might provoke them in someway.
“Do you think you could maybe just turn on a lamp and turn the main lights off?” I eventually asked them a bit nervously and I was surprised that they actually noticed I was talking to them.
Liz got up and went to turn on one of the lamps and then switched off the overhead light. Normally on this night I wouldn’t go to bed for at least another hour, but I’d just had enough of today and I wanted to sleep. I had the rest of the school year to stay up, probably doing homework though. I wanted to be well rested for tomorrow because I, unlike anyone else, was looking forward to my classes. Then again I also wasn’t.
There was going to be the boys in class and there were a few teachers that I had that I knew nothing about and I didn’t like going into a class not knowing if the instructor was a strict one or not.
Nevertheless, I lay down in my bed and slowing drifted to sleep, trying not to let any of these things bother me.