New student

I cant think of anything. My mind is blank which is not normal for me. Normally I have tons of things running around in my mind. What is wrong with me??? has something gone wrong with me?

I looked down at the words that were written on my page. Where had they come from? I don't remember writing them. I looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to me and I wasn't surprised to see that no one had. I wasn't popular enough for anyone to notice my actions so today was no different. I looked up at the board to see that only a few sentences had been written in my lapse of concentration. This also didn't surprise me. This teacher was a slow writer and saw no point in writing up heaps of notes when he knew no one was paying attention. So he mostly wrote up short notes so that no one would complain. It always worked, so no one ever complained.

As soon as the bell went everyone left the room. The first to leave were the most popular students, the ones that made everyone get out of their way so they had a clear path. It was extremely annoying but people got used to it pretty quickly and didn't say anything. It made life easier, but I guess that's school for you.

As I entered my next class I noticed that someone was sitting in my chair. I had never seen them before in my life. It was a guy, and he wasn't too bad looking, I could tell that soon he would be gobbled up by the popular kids and I would never get to speak to him again. May as well get to know him while I have the chance I thought. I walked over to him and sat on the corner of my desk; he looked up at me surprised but didn't say anything.
'I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you're in my chair' I said with a small smile as I pointed to where I had scratched my name into the table. Everyone did it, so the teachers had long ago stopped trying to tell us off. Each year they just repainted the area although it came off again within the week. He looked down at where I pointed and smiled.
'Kristina, what a lovely name, my name is Mathew, although I prefer Matt.' He replied with a smile 'I'm sorry that I took you're seat... but I don't know where else I can sit' he looked around nervously. He was right of course. Except for the fact that I had a spare seat next to me, I sighed as I realised this fact.
'There is a seat right next to me, if you move over everyone will be happy'
'Oh I won't be happy until I hear his name' Julia, the top queen came over to where we were.
I hid the expression that instantly covered my face and I couldn't help the thoughts that passed through my mind.
'Here she comes, she was quicker than I thought' I didn't move from my spot and I noticed that Matt didn't either.
I saw in the corner of my eye Matt glance at my expression, he seemed weary and worried. I turned my head slightly towards him and put on a fake smile. I didn't want to be rude to anyone, but I really couldn't stand her. Ever since the day she ruined my life and she still doesn't realise what she has done. Matt seemed worried about me but kept his expression quickly changed. He hid it as he turned his full attention to Julia, who looked like a slut.
'If you wish to know my name, you first provide your own. It is only polite' Matt said as he made a small hand gesture.
Julia smiled, I guess she thought Matt was flirting with her, when he really was just being a gentleman. 'My name is Julia' she answered with a big, lip gloss loaded smile 'but most people call my Jewel' at this she placed one of her hands over Matthew's.
He quickly removed his hand from under her's, he placed them under his chin instead of hiding them under the table. Julia of course didn't even notice.
'Would you like to come sit over at my table?' she asked looking over at her best friend who quickly got the hint.  Emma smiled and gracefully got out of her chair.
'No, your friend would be hurt if I would to take her seat. I will stay here next to Kristina' with that he looked towards me with a smile on his face. I smiled in return.
I finally glanced at Julia, she was pissed, she wasn't totally stupid and could tell that I had beaten her in something. And this something was where she always won. She always got the guy she wanted, she wooed them into submission pretty much. No one could resist her, besides Matt, who had picked me, her mortal enemy. I swore her eyes were glowing red as she stalked back to her chair next to Emma.
'She is angry with me now isn't she' Matt asked as he saw the smirk that had taken place on my face.
I nodded my head and sat down on the chair next to him, I didn't care that he was in my spot anymore.