Payback is a bitch.

Celestina's POV

I'm like...wow! I can't believe she is here. I used to hang out with her all the time when we were younger like 10 years old. She never changed in looks, still sticking to natural looks. She was my only acquaintance or friend in my childhood. She was my father's friend daughter. We both were sworn to secrecy to the same secret at young age. I can't believe it. Dio Mio. Cazzo!

I loved her and I adored her. She was my role model. I'm kidding, it was the opposite....

"Hey, are you okay? You look like you zoned out for a while?" Her voice brought me back from my thoughts.

"I am fine. Why wouldn't I be fine?" My voice dripping with my Italian accent.

Her face showed a flicker of different emotions. All I could see was happiness, surprise, confusion and sadness. Why would she feel sad? Did I make her sad? Huh, didn't know I was that rude?

"I saw Bliss talking to you. She is always like that-'marking her territory'." Carlotta said making air quotes on her last words.

"It's fine. I don't let spoiled brats ruin my day. She hasn't crossed the limits yet. If she did, she wouldn't live another day to see the daylight." I said and mumbled the last part.

Carlotta let out a loud laugh and said, "You're funny. I like you already as we share the mutual dislike for Bliss the head cheerleader." She squealed the 'head cheerleader' part. The squeaky sound made me chuckle.

Before I could say anything, she spoke again like always."Okay, I have English and lunch at 1. What do you have now ?"

I checked my timetable even though I had my timetable memorized. Don't show off much, I reminded myself. I had English Literature and lunch at 1, I mentally sigh... same as her.

"I have the same class as you." I said blankly.

"Now let's go, Don't want to be late for our first class." She winked at me and pulled to the direction of the class. A grin almost broke out in my face but I hid it with small smile. Stupid French potato!

We entered the class and the whole student council was staring at me. I wanted to prick their eyes. I didn't like them staring at me. The professor turned around to see me in a bored expression. Smile please, cheese. Geez. Rhyme much.

"Welcome, so you must be the new student. Cassandra, right?" The professor said, bored.

"Celestina, sir."

"Oh, whatever."He mumbled the last part. The class is gonna be so much fun. Yay, note the sarcasm, please. "Take the seat the next to Carla."

"Mr.McDuff, there is no Carla in this class." A boy with brown hair and brown eyes said moving his glasses deeper and closer to his eyes.

"The one behind the blond boy is Carla." Mr. Mcduff said. What kind of a name is that? Sound like a Mcd meal.

"Sir, my name is Carlotta." Her voice echoed through the room. I just sighed, hoping the class goes well.

"Right, the French dessert." He murmured and he said the next part aloud. "Okay, go sit next to her."

I sat next to her and gave her a small smile. In return, she gave me a cheeky grin. I shook my head and smiled at her. "Does he have short time memory loss or did he hit his head and he forget everything?"

"I don't know, maybe he is taking medication and it's making always forgetful and hungry." She replied with a mocking senile face. It didn't last long as she burst out laughing. Thankfully, the professor didn't hear it but the student around us looked at us weirdly. I hid my face with my hair, containing my laughter. I tried to read. But I had no book on my table at all. I looked at Carlotta to see her winking at me and giving a cheeky grin.

I wasn't listening to what Mr.McDuff was 'teaching' and 'emphasizing' the Shakespeare's poems. I zoned out as soon as he started. My mind wandered off to my home back in Italy. Mio padre. I mini cugini. I mini zii e le zie. Mia madre. (my father, my cousins, my uncles and aunts, my mother)

'Celestina, stop thinking about her and snap out of it before you kill.' My mind reminded me.

I force my feelings away and listen to the professor.

"...assigned to partners next week regarding the project." The professor said. Huh? Project, I should have paid more attention to him. I will ask Carlotta about it later.

"Don't forget your homework and—" The bell rings. Yes, finally! "Now you may leave." Carlotta and I get up at the same time and walk out. She has Mathematics. Oh, her favorite subject. *Note the sarcasm.* I had French. Her favorite subject, really and seriously. She had shown my way to my next class. We bid our goodbyes and left for our class.

I walked near the and opened it. "Puis-je entrer, Madame?"I said.(May I come in)

"Thank god, finally, someone had the sense to not just talk in French but to ask permission to enter the class." She said in her British accent turning around to see my face."As far as my joy extends, I have never seen you in my class."

"Je suis nouveau."I said.

(I'm new)

"Oui, comment vous appelez-vous?"She said. French does sound weird in British accent.My cousin and I had quite an argument which of course I won. 'Sweet memories'.

(What's your name?)

"Celestina, Madame..."I trailed off, hinting her to introduce herself.

"Walker, Emily Walker"She said."Entrez."

(come in)

I walked in and looked around. The class was big, had two cupboards and three windows. Map of France was in the side board. In a chart next to it, information about France was given. Like the capital, area, coastal line, boundaries but of course in French. I understood everything in the chart because I was already fluent in French. Then I noticed the features of the teacher. She was shorter than me, obviously. She was thin in body features. She had black hair braided neatly and she had brown eyes with flecks of green in them. She was elegant. She reminded me of my mama. 'Shut up, Celeste.' My mind yet again reminded me.

I walked to the only seat which was next to a minion of Bliss who was triumphantly smiling at me like she won a lottery or there was a offer in Gucci. 'Nice reference. Celeste.' But as I sat down, she smirked at me. She sneaked her phone and texted to Bliss. That's what I could retrieve from it. Its definitely something about me. I should ask Carlotta about it. The hour ended fast. We had lessons in French which was interesting.

I walked out and saw Carlotta leaning against the wall. I walked to her and her smile fell when she saw my face. That bad is my face, huh?

"What happened to you? You look like someone gave an algebra problem." She exclaimed and groaned. Maybe thinking about her class.

I laughed and said, "I would complete it in the span of 1 minute and was Mathematics class that bad? Wait, I want to tell or ask you something." She nodded her head as if to tell me to continue.

"One of Bliss's minion was in my French class. She was smirking at me. Later, she was texting to Bliss about me. Do you know what it is about?" I explained.

She groaned and said, "Bliss is hosting a welcome party for you." After looking at my confused face, she held her hand to stop me from talking and then continued. "She is going to mock you and bully you. Making you a target for bullying. Creating your social status. She did to me, too. But my friends were there to help me and I sassed her. Don't worry. I will help but I can't stop it. What can I say Karma is a bitch. History repeating again."

I had a mischievous glint in my eyes and definitely Carlotta saw that. She raised her eyebrows and amusement was painted on her face. I changed my expression into a innocent one and said, "Karma is not the only bitch around here. Payback is a bitch too."

I walked to the direction of the cafr and when I neared it. Someone pulled me by my arm into a dark room. Have they come for me already?