Distractions

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Olive blinked, she squinted her eyes, she felt like it was very late at night... Or very early in the morning. She stopped the beeping alarm on her phone. The time one her phone said 5:15am she stared at her phone. She hastily leaned up. Sitting on her bed now it was suddenly really cold. She shivered remember how skimpy the uniform skirts were. She got dressed after a shower anyway. When she bought the uniforms, she had also purchased a wooly school jumper, (Nelworth college school jumper) after she put the jumper on she ate breakfast, which was porridge. Before doing anything else she decided to make her lunch. She then continued to brush her teeth, and style her hair. She styled it in a way no one would think she was anyone special. At most they would think she curled her hair. It took her fifteen minutes to get her hair that normal looking, once it looked straight, and not frizzy, after that she put it up in a ponytail which still reached her lower back.

She looked in the mirror and wiped her face with a cloth before checking the time, she said previously that they would meet up at 5:45am every morning to catch the free public bus to there school. (It was free because they were students of Nelworth college.) Her phones time read 5:38am. She went into the hallway and leaned up against the wall. She closed her eyes and breathed out shivering. Her breath was steamed. Even with the wooly jacket it was very cold. At around 5:43am Jasmine walked out of her room. She was jogging on the spot. Olive had been waiting for less than five minutes and already she felt completely frozen still. She managed to move her stiff legs and greet Jasmine. "Ok let's go catch that bloody bus now!" Olive said joyfully. They both headed towards the elevator. There were a few other students in the elevator with them, but Jasmine and Olive made sure the didn't seperate.

Together they located the right bus and loaded on with the many other zombie-like students. All of a sudden Olive felt really energetic, like she had drunken three cups of coffee. She turned and looked at Jasmine with shiny eyes. "I can't wait!!!" "I'm glad I'm not the only one!" Jasmine said with equally shiny eyes. The reason they had to wake up thins early as because the bus ride to Nelworth college was around two hours long. They were on there phones most that time. But it did definitely get warmer.

Once they arrived there eyes were shinier than ever! The looked at the open gates welcoming students. Olive felt uncomfortably all of a sudden, will anyone notice she wasn't a rich person? Will they realise she got in by passing the exam? Jasmine, looked at Olive, seemingly reading her mind she said gently, "they won't know unless you tell them" "y-yeah, your right, lets go and graduate!" Olive said while skipping into the gates. Little did she know she was going to bump into someone important very soon, and that would definitely change her life forever. If it hadn't so already.

She was walked through the packed halls with Jasmine leading the way. She held onto Jasmines hand for dear life, and she wasn't planning on letting go. Once Jasmine had located her first class she turned to Olive and said "what's your first class mines first floor A-3." She said matter-o-factly. Olive pulled her phone out, "uhh, I'm second floor C-6" Olive said reading her phone carefully. "Ok, let's meet up on the staircase first break." "O-ok, if I survive until then!" She said be for waving and carefully making her why to her class. She was a lot slower, getting pushed around by everyone, she didn't like how many people there were, but she decided to deal with it.

Once she had walked into her class, the bell went. She checked the time on her phone, 8:30am she made a mental note for that time. She saw what everyone else was doing, the were choosing there seats. She decided to sit second row to the back on the very right side. She only sat there and not the very back she wanted to tell Jasmine the she didn't go for the back row seat. She took her bag of her back and put it to the side of her seat. It had her laptop in there and all her books. So she help it quiet close to the chair. Because if anything were t happen to that bag, she would be crushed, her dreams, ended, some how, her whole future was riding on whether she could A, complete her work with passes, and B, protect this bag.

She was to busy thinking that she didn't notice someone sit behind her. When the professor came in she instantly straightened her back, because he looked like a force to be reckoned with. The seats weren't to far apart so when she suddenly jerked her back straight her ponytail flicked behind her. She suddenly felt her hair being pulled she turned her head to glance a what was happening. There was a guy behind her, he seemed at least a year older than her and looked like he was having a fun time pulling her hair. He let her hair slip through his fingers. She tucked it between he seat and her back.

Everything went smoothly she took notes and she wasn't getting distracted until the bell rang. After the professor dismissed everyone she picked up her bag and wrapped her wooly jacket around her laptop as protection when she heard a male voice cal out behind her. "What are you doing?! Ge out of the way!" He shouted. Olive was confused, the were plenty of other walk ways, why did he need to come through this way specifically?She didn't question him, she just picked up her back and moved out of his way. He smirked at her response. He walked passed her, slightly shoving her. She took a step back. Confused she carried on her way.

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There was one bystander there who saw that whole scene unfold, he had also watched the guy taunting her with her own hair. It annoyed him to see that girl not even try to stop him from touching her hair. If it happened again he would swap seats with him. If the guy wouldn't swap with him willingly, he'd get the professor to swap them. The man knew it was wrong to d under the table moves, but if he were right, and that were the girl he thought it was, it was well worth it. 'I made the right choice in coming here...' the mysterious man thought to himself. A smile played at his lips.