smiled with a
row of perfect teeth. I caught sight of her canines
behind the corners of her dark red mouth. Her ice
blue eyes were flecked with sparse deep brown spots.
The redhead offered me not-so-subtle style tips.
“Wouldn’t this look better short?” she asked, examining my hair with her sparkling green eyes. I stifled a
frown, having made more effort with my hair today.
Despite the antagonism, I began to develop the distinct vibe that I was their pet project.
“Mmm, split ends,” agreed Giny examining
them. Her hair was thin and dark and she had a long
wispy fringe, which looked as though she was trying
to grow it out.
After further comments, which I wasn’t sure I
was meant to hear and a compliment on my long
nails by Lily the redhead, she grabbed my cold hand
in her white and very warm uninvited talons.
“Do you coat them?” she asked. Before I could
reply the blonde ringleader interrupted. Reflexively, I
pulled my sleeve down over my wrist and the crest of
my ink, which had been exposed.
Sam asked, “So you’re here from Horkum?” A
chorus of giggles ensued. Her eyes told them to be
quiet, with a serious sideways glance.
“Yeah,” I nodded, unsure.
“We wanted to meet you.” She flashed a soft,
condescending smile. I kept my answers as safe as
possible. I was sure the slightest thing would be
fodder for them afterwards. I wondered if I was being interrogated, or whether they were leading me
towards saying something, which they could turn
against me in the small town gossip mill.
I looked around, wondering exactly what the joke
was.
The blonde girl continued. “The other kids have
been making fun…of the new girl from whorecome.” She rolled her eyes.
I had heard this joke before. “-And City slicker,”
I offered smirking. If this was the worst of it, then
maybe I could deflect them with my dullness and
their sudden interest in me would wane.
“Well, that’s original,” she added with sarcasm,
returning the smirk with her painted lips. I glanced
around at them now, all four sets of eyes on me, wondering why this assault hadn’t passed on the first day
of my arrival. I tensed and wracked my brain for
something to say.
“Sooo…” I dragged the syllable out. “Where do
you guys live?” I almost squeezed my eyes closed, as I
silently scolded myself for the stupidity of the question. Shade wasn’t exactly sprawling, it was more of a
suburb in itself, spread out over farmland.
However, Sam answered eagerly, tucking her
blonde straight mane behind her ear.
“Lily’s at Tarah beach.”She looked at Lily.“Giny’s
on Bayson Road, the rest of us live on Stone’s Road,
just on the way out of town.”
I assumed as she gestured to Bianca that they
lived on the same street. Sam looked straight at me.
“You should come over some time, we hang out
with the boys over there.” She looked over her shoulder and they looked over at her, across the canteen.
Probably the broad shouldered boys who sat up the
back in class and threw footballs at each other in the
hall. The handsome tall one sat atop the table. I retracted my glance and sipped my straw as my cheeks
warmed.
“Please, join us,” she said staring at me. “We are
friends, who are you?” She touched my arm. “Tell me
what you are, Lila?” I noted the dark brown flecks in
her crystal blue iris.
I looked at the guys behind her.
“Um, Lila? Crain,” I raised my brows, admiring
their angular features, behind her.
Sam seemed unimpressed with something. She
looked at them over her shoulder. “Anyhow, do you
drive?”
“To school?” I asked, but she only looked at me
vacantly. I continued, unsure. “No, I catch the bus.” I
added in the silence “100”, embarrassed that I didn’t
yet have a car or a licence, for though I had learnt
how to drive I had failed the test. My mother said I
was too impatient. I wondered after I’d spoken if that
was too much information, if I had just given them