CHAPTER 7:
*Third-Person POV*
The red-bugatti chiron one of the fatest car in the world stop right infont of the Dean's Office which makes everyone eyes widened in awe.
A lady with her prada beautiful mustard hand bag with ribbon style and two pockets with a shoulder belt and 3 inhes black prada ankle cut boots got out from the luxurious car. Everyone gossip in awed because of the complexion that she possessed.
Gizem's face remained emotionless while student keeps on eyeing her every step. She shrugged those thoughts and continue her way out of the crowd para tuluyan na tunguhin ang kaniyang silid-aralan.
She's not the angel from heaven, kung well-mannered siya sa Italy then ngayon ay ganoon parin ngunit iba that's why she didn't even bother to knock before opening the door only to welcomed by the sudden silence of the students. Napataas ang kilay niya.
"Mi dispiace for being late, Signora." She said while her professor who's now bulking in anger--she guessed?
The other woman just shrugged and motioned her hands that saying, come and introduce yourself so she did.
"Gizem Medici, 22 years old." Simpleng saad niya. "Yes, I'm half. Italian-spanish blood were running on me."
she smirk ng muling nagkaroon nang ingay bang buong klase. Hindi na niya kasalanan iyon kung ipinanganak siyang dyosa. Well, nasa lahi na so no doubt.
"Kindly have your seat, young lady."Anang guro. She nodded.
Dumiretso siya sa upuan na napapagitnaan ng dalawang studyante--babae na mukhang mataray at lalaking namamaypay, o lalaki nga ba?Hindi niya piansin ang mga tingin na ibinabato ng mga tao sa kaniya at basta-basta na lang na umupo.
"Annoying." mahinang bulong niya and she's sure na siya lang ang nakakarinig niyon or atleast she is.
"You're right. They're annoying as well as you." Anang katabing babae na ikinataas ng kilay niya. Feeling close.
Hindi niya ito pinansin at tumingin lang sa harap ng board, eventhough she hate discussions wala siyang magagawa dahil nandito na siya so might as well take this opportunity to toy everyone's ploy.
Wala naman siyang reason para pa pumasok dito pero dahil kailangan niyang mahanap ang kapatid ay mag titiyaga siya na makisama sa mga studyante dito.
THE BELL RANG as soon as the clock strikes at 11 o.clock in the morning. It's lunch break so technically speaking, everyone will go and grab some foods to eat including the Young Medici.
bitbit ang bag na naglakad siya kasunid ng mga studyanteng nasa unahan at hindi alintana ang mga tingin na ibinibigay ng mga studyante sa kaniya. Yes, she's rich and she's use to have everyone's attention but she still hate the fact that those eyes were keep on sending her such a dagger looks, tsk.
Right after arriving at the school cafeteria ay agad siyang bumili ng pagkain. A plate of tiramisu,salsiccia,brownies walnut & caramel as well as her favorite lemon juice drinks.
she's silently having her lunch--hindi siya ganun kasipag kumain ng kanin that's why parati niyang pagkain is Italian cruisance not spanish foods. Shge's not fond of eating filipimno dishes and thankfulkly iba't-ibang cuisance naman ang ibinibenta sa cafeteria ng school so she doesn't need to worry about her appetite.
She was taken a back when someone bang her heads at the top of her table. Hindi niya naramdaman ang taong papalapit na iyon dahil ang focus niya ay nasa pagkain lang.
She goraned in annoyance atsaka simpleng binalingan nang tingin ang taong gumawa niyon.
"Russian Blood." Isip niya nang masulyapan ng tingin ang babae.
sghe do know the difference of each student here, iba't-ibang dugo ang nanalaytay-not literally but she's talking about their blood lines and this one infront of her is definitely a pure Russian girl. Typical school girls.
"B*TCH." anang nito na umabot sa pandinig niya. She stopped from what she was doing and stared at the girl.
Sa tingin niya ay mas mataas lang siya ng 2 inch? She's 5'8 and this girl's height is eventuly 5'6. She shrugged, nobody's care anyway.
"Do you kmow me?" Mataray na tanong nito sa kaniya. Her accent is a bit harder than the usual acent of those english person, so she's right. A Russian girl.
kunwaring umubo siya atsaka walang gana na tinignan ang babae. Malamig ang mga matangf ibinaling niya ang tingin.
"What if I don't." Sago niya dito. The Russian girl's mouth hanged open.
Tumaas ang kamay nito at gamit ang hintuturo ay itinuro siya nito na hindi niya naman binigyan ng pansin.She's all aware na nakakaagaw na ng atensiyon ang babaeng ito. Hindi pa man itop sumisigaw ngunit sa paglapit pa lang nito sa kaniyang pwestoay naagaw na nito ang atensiyon ng lahat.
"My name is Groa Justice, queen of the school. You should your place, b*tch." Pagmamalaki nito.
She smirked, Groa Justice huh. What a lame name, just like the owner.
nginishan niya ito atsaka nagpatuloy sa pagkain. Her favorite tiramisu lingered on her throat as she swallowed it. Ugh, how she love the taste of this Italian food. Hindi ata siya mabubuhay ng isang araw kung hindi niya matitikman ang pagkain na ito thrice a day.
In just a swift ay narinig niya ang paggalaw ng mga studyante at kasunod niyon ay malamig na bagay na bumasa sa kaniyang ulo--her lemon juice.
"You're so pretty.Ghad! Bagay na bagay sa'yo ang ganiyang itsura!" The Russian girl scowled with happiness.
Basa ang kaniyang damit, not totally--'yung white blouse niya ya hindi masyadong nabasa dahil sa suot niyang school jacket ng uniform na ipinatong sa blouse.
she smiled at tinignan ang babae, hindi niya papaagan na makuha nito ang satisfaction na gusto nitong makita kaya hanggat maaari ay gusto niyang mag timpi dahil oras na mawalan siya ng kahit na maliit na control sa sarili ay hindi niya maipapangako na magiging ligtas ang isang ito mula sa kaniyang mga kamay.
"Are you done, Miss?" Patanong na saad niya rito na tila hindi kuno alam ang pangalan ng babaeng kaharap.
"Groa Justice, stupid."
Tumango-tango siya atsaka marahan na hinubad ang sleeves niyang itim sa harap nito at isinukit sa balikat niya.
"Oh yes, Groa! How can I forgot that name kung kakasabi mo lang hmm or maybe your mame is not that important?"
AUTHOR: wildrose