seven souls seven sins - Chapter 27: Chapter 27

Natasha's pov:
"I don't want to be apart of your so-called family anyways!" I shout as retaliation. In the back of my ear I hear Xavier yelling at Xander to stop but I phase him out. I slam the door and watch his truck drive away into the horizon. Xander is going to be the death of me one of these days. I take out my phone from my blazer pocket and google map search for my school.
Just great. A twenty minute walk.
I was bound to be late for my first class now, and it wasn't even my fault this time.
I check the clock on my watch which read 08:20am. I better get a move on if I don't want to miss first class. I pop in my airpod and play 'Heavenly by Cigarettes after Sex' . With a determined mindset, I walked the 15 minutes in no time and BlueCrest High comes into view. It's a beautiful modern school and as I walk up I spot Xander's G-Wagon.
I could slash his tires, but I won't.
I remember that I have to collect my school books and computer from the office. I try my best to navigate the school compounds and I find myself standing in front of the office. I knock three times before the receptionist buzzes me inside. I push open the heavy door to find a lady with ginger hair giving me a warm smile.
"You must be the other new student right?" She asks.
"Uh yea, Natasha Clark." I introduce myself and stick out my hand for her to shake. "Is there another new student arriving here too?" I ask curiously. "You just missed him, but it appears that you share first period together so maybe you'll run into eachother." She mentions with a cheery tone in her voice.
"His name is Flynn Olsen." She adds with a warm smile.
Ohhh, I remember now. Flynn is the other new student. That's good, I can hopefully apologise to him today. I cant wait anymore. I need my bestfriend back. "Here take these." The receptionist hands me a but-ton of books, my school computer and hardbacks for me to chuck into my bag. She also hands me a locker number and mentions that my first class is math along with my schedule.
Thank the lord, a class that I actually enjoy.
The receptionist starts again "BlueCrest High has taken a look at your academic experience from London and you have exceeded the Brazilian standard for education in your age. You have been promoted to the Juniors within BlueCrest. Although they are a year older, your brains should be able to fit right in."
Holy shit, I'll be in the same year as the twins, with Xander.
I begin "Thank you..?" "Sandra." She answers. "Thank you Sandra." I finalise. "Enjoy your day Ms.Clark!" She calls out before I leave the room. I check the time on my phone which read 08:50. Darn it. Class already started. I make my way through the empty hallways until I face my new blue locker.
It read locker: 841
I open it with one shove. I spill out the contents from my bag and only keep the books I need for the next few lessons and my computer. I push my locker to a close and take a quick look at my schedule, which at the back told me about which class it was in and which teacher it was with. Which read:
I look around the school until I reach room 21 which was my maths class. I inhale and exhale before knocking three times on the door. I can feel the class go silent as I walk through the door. Immediately my gaze searches for a familiar face. Bingo. I spot Xavier and Flynn in this class.
I'm grateful to know them here, but it only makes me question, where is Xander?
I conclude that he's probably in another math class. The teacher comes up to me and asks "Are you Natasha Clark?" I nod my head and she tells me to take a seat. Our desks are separated into duos. I peer over towards Xavier at the front, although he's sitting next to a pretty blonde girl who's in the cheer uniform.
They have cheerleaders here? That must be so cool!
I've always wanted to be a cheerleader growing up but I love being a mafia boss better. Xavier notices my presence and gives me a subtle nod. Then I see Flynn with an open seat next to him at the back. I sit beside him and take out my new computer and maths copy. I ask Flynn to borrow a pen which he gives me reluctantly.
Shit. Is he still mad at me for Friday?
The maths class was average for me. This class was on simultaneous algebraic fractions. Not the best, but not the worst. I flew through the question with ease alongside Flynn. I answered a few questions from the teacher purely for engagement points on my report card.
Vincent did mention consequences if my grades slipped up, and I wasn't going to let that happen.
I flicked a glance at the clock on the wall which stated 9:45. This class only had five minutes left. Thank god. During the lesson, I did receive a few stares and looks but other than that I was fine. I felt better because Flynn was by my side during all of it. I whisper to him "Do you have English next period?" He switches his attention towards me and answers nonchalantly "Yea I do."
His behaviour is strange and I don't like it.
"Are you still mad at me?" I ask quietly. "No." He responds dryly yet again. This isn't the Flynn I know. "Can we talk outside before next class?" I ask wanting to get this out of the way. "Sure." He replies as composed as earlier. Before I know it, the last few minutes are up and the bell rings.
Finally, now I can actually find out why Flynn is acting like this.
I pull him outside and we stand near the lockers. I spot freshmen running for their next class but I dismiss their eager behaviour. "What is it?" Flynn asks me. "Why are you acting like this?" I question back. "I miss the old you." I admit. "You made your choice." He reestablishes.
I begin "It was a completely unfair ultimatum."
"You know that I love you and Seb more than I could ever love them. Right?" I clarified. "I know." He admits. "You could never be replaced." I say whilst peering into his deep amber eyes. "I know." He says assuredly with more confidence. "So are we atleast on speaking terms now?" I ask with a hopeful tone.
"Indeed we are Princess." He assures whilst holding my hand.
"Good." I whisper. My head leans inwards to his chest even though i'm a bit short, so It's more of his abs. We locate our English class but by the time we enter we're around ten minutes late. We apologise to the teacher but she doesn't seem to mind as we came from London. AKA the land where English was formed.
She even said how she adored our accents.
Unfortunately we were so late to this class that we couldn't get a seat together and that this class was packed. I don't spot any of the twins so the coast is clear. Flynn gives me an assuring nod as he sits beside this jock near the front. I, on the other hand spot the only other free seat at the very back. It was next to this other lad who actually looked pretty fit.
He was so handsome. He looked as if he popped out of a fairytale.
He had dark brown, almost black fluffy hair which almost covered his forehead. He had emerald green eyes that would put the Royal Palace of Oz to shame. He had a jaw structure that could've been carved out and sculpted by Michelangelo. His biceps bulge through his clothes which hug them perfectly. My eyes move from his rosey lips and all the way down to his veiny hands.
"You can stop checking me out now." He rolls his eyes.
"Excuse you?" I ask jarred whilst taking my seat. Here I was, admiring him and his attitude crosses out his good looks. Just my luck. I roll my eyes at him back. Two can play that game. "I see what you're doing new girl." He says with a grin almost delighted with himself. I turn to face him and say "Oh really? You're barely worth the air you waste."
He does a double take.
He starts "Do you know who I-" I interrupt him "But do I care?" I shake my head negatively. "Name?" He asks out of the bloom. "Pardon?" I ask startled at his question. "What's your name new girl?" "Natasha Clark." I reply with a smirk on my face. "Pleased to meet you..?"
"Harper." He replies with a smile showing his perfect teeth.
"Harper? Isn't that a surname?" I ask whilst still in shock. "It is, but most people here refer to me as Harper. And now, you will too." He responds playfully. "How do you know I won't talk to you ever again after this class?" I question him with the same attitude.
"I have my ways." He replies mysteriously but in a fun way.
"Sure you do." I say sarcastically. "Also try not to talk to me, someone might think we're friends." I act disgusted by the thought. "I'm sure that's the last of your worries sweetheart." He replies with a silly laugh. Then it hits me. "Your accent is way too American for you to be Portuguese,
are you from the States?" I ask him whilst staring deeply into his leafy green eyes.
He asks whilst the corners of his mouth lift "If I say yes are you gonna mock me?" I laugh a little at his concern. "Depends on which state." I giggle out loud . If he says California I was going to shoot him myself. "My family is from LA." He answers. Of fucking course, I should've guessed.
Oh wait, I did.
"Then what are you doing in sunny side Brazil?" I ask him. "My father thought that it would be better for me to do high school in Brazil." He mainly looks happy but near the end his smirk falters slightly. "What about you? Why did you travel from Big Ben to Christ the Redeemer?" He glares at me with his jade eyes.
"My family wanted me to live here too." I explain blandly.
I obviously couldn't tell him my true identity yet so this will have to suffice. The following 50 minutes pass by quickly. Harper and I make small talk here and there but most of the time we were bickering with one another. All of a sudden the English teacher comes up to us at the back. What could she want?
"I've been watching you two, and you both work great together." She pauses for a moment before continuing "Since it's your first day Ms.Clark and you haven't had a proper introduction to the school, how about I recommend Mr.Harper to give you a heads up to how everything works?" I stare at her like a deer in the headlights.
I move my gaze towards Harper who had the widest grin known to man.
The English teacher continues "You may have break time to tour the school and if you haven't finished, lunch is always available too." She smiles as she walks off. I turn to Harper who was already watching me. "So you in or what?" He asks me impatiently. "I am, but you better not ruin my first day." I warn playfully.
He stares deeply into my cobalt coloured eyes.
He replies with a knowing smirk. "I won't. No need to worry, Ms.Perfect." The bell rings and the class is dismissed. I like the sound of my new nickname roll off his tongue like that. I start to pack up my things when I spot Flynn with the other jock he sat with earlier. Flynn gives me a head nod towards the broad shouldered jock.
Good, we were thinking the same thing.
I do the same with Harper whilst he packs away his belongings. I whip out my phone and mouth "Text me later." Flynn nods and exists the room with his new buddy. Flynn, Seb and I are so close that we already know things by just a few gestures. Flynn and I signalled how he was going to spend his break with his new friend whilst I was going to spend mine with Harper.
Just my cup of tea.