The next day at school, the bell for the completion of the first lecture rang. All the students wished Miss Calida a good afternoon after she wrapped the class up. Some went to talk to her regarding the assignment she gave while others made their way out. Regardless, our poor Valen sat in her place, sighing defeatedly.
She saw how their teacher explained and provided ideas to do the work with a craving look. "They are all busy finishing their assignments, and here I have not even started mine!" she pouted to herself, looking behind to the second-to-last bench in the last row toward the end at his place.
She couldn't suppress her annoyance as the memories of the last day rushed through her mind, "To hell with the team assignment. Now I will do it on my own." Standing up while having made her determination, Valen wore her bag on her right shoulder and moved out of the class.
On her way to the main hall of the school across the entrance, she glanced through her timetable. 'Defense class,' it read. She sighed, scratching her head lazily at the realization because it was shared with Hazel, Zander, Clarke, and Ryley. Otherwise, the majority of her classes were with the bully, Ryley, alone.
She could handle him when he was not with his gang, as he behaved quite normally around her, unlike his behavior around his friends. Notwithstanding, a sense of disappointment overcame her, and she clenched her jaw, moving toward the locker room. Why was she even thinking about them? About him.
Valen unlocked her cabinet, taking out a pair of clothes that they were expected to wear in defense class. White knee-length leggings with a fitted high-impact padded sports bra. She pulled her loose hair into a high ponytail and wore sweat wristbands on both hands.
The bell for the beginning of the second lecture rang. "Shit, I must hurry up now!" she breathed quickly, stuffing her bag. Closing the locker behind her, Valen stared at it while a look of disgust appeared on her face.
Weren't they standing here last day doing their usual shitty thing together shamelessly? She fisted her palm at the thought. It was not actually the time to curse or shame them; she was getting late for her class. Valen picked up her sipper, running all the way from there until she reached the ground where the others were already present.