Thread: The New Girl isn't what she seams/-Uminator/Moon

Victor had certainly heard the rumours as he waited for the bell to ring, it was impossible not to overhear them whether you wanted to or not. He couldn't help but chuckle at some of them, every one more outlandish than the last. Then again it had been so long since there had been anyone new even move into town, let alone a new student come to the school that wasn't just coming up from the grades below that everyone already knew. With this being something so new and unique it was only natural that the rumour mill would go into overdrive. Still, he had to wonder about the imaginations some of the students had. Victor had always considered himself rather imaginative, but even he was being put to shame. A drug lord? A brutal killer on the run? A gypsy prince? Crime fighting vigilante? All of them were far too outlandish to be true of course, but that didn't make them any less amusing. He had to wonder how the new student would react when she heard what kind of rumours had been flying around about her. Amused? Offended? Hopefully the former, there was no offence intended after all. When classes finally did begin, the excited chatter seemed to die off just a little bit, perhaps the prospect of being in class had its usual dampening effect on excitement, especially when that class was Social Studies. Still, todays class was a little different. About halfway through the door opened and in walked a girl that nobody recognised, which certainly meant she had to be the new student. There was an almost deathly silence as everyone stared at her. Victor kind of felt sorry for her being stared at like that...but then he was just as guilty as everyone else of it. Fortunately she didn't seem to mind, not outwardly at least anyway. Perhaps she'd been prepared for it, no doubt the principal had warned her that a new student was virtually unheard of so there were bound to be plenty of reactions. When she spoke, Victor would swear that he saw one or two boys swoon at the sound of her accent. Truth be told he almost felt like he himself might have been one of them. When Alexei moved to take her seat she ended up in the one opposite Victor, which seemed to get him a few glares. Hey, wasn't his fault that the only empty seat happened to be near him. He didn't doubt he would begin to get bombarded with offers to swap seats. Still, for now he gave Alexei a welcoming smile before the teacher resumed the lesson. As much as he would've liked to introduce himself he doubted the entire lesson would stop. Turned out his assumption was right as the teacher resumed the lesson before anyone had the chance to start whispering and gossiping. Probably a good idea, once it got started it would've been impossible to get it to stop. Once the lesson was over Victor didn't even get a chance to speak to her. Despite being the closest student to her, she was almost instantly surrounded and being bombarded with questions. Still, she seemed happy enough to answer them at least. Probably a good way to fit in really. Still, in the corner of his eye Victor couldn't help noticing a few students who hadn't moved to swarm her, and they were glaring at that crowd like they were willing it to burst into flames. Oh dear...barely a few hours in and Alexei had earned the wrath of the popular clique...that most certainly wasn't good. They saw Alexei as a threat to their own popularity....which of course meant the girl would be given two choices. Join them, or face being made into a social outcast. As popular as Alexei was right now, those few students almost certainly had the power to turn the student body against her. When the day was over Victor stood up to pack his things away, looking to Alexei and giving her another smile. He wondered where she lived, though he had no doubt she was about to be swarmed by offers to walk home together. Well, that or suddenly pulled aside by the popular clique. This was why Victor avoided student politics, no matter who you were 'with' it meant you were 'against' someone else. He generally tried not to be 'with' any of the cliques in order to avoid automatically alienating another. The unfortunate side effect was that such a policy, whilst not earning him any particular enemies, didn't earn him any particular friends either. Still, it kept him out of trouble and gave him a peaceful life so he had to be thankful for that. He took one last look at Alexei before turning to go, preferring to at least try and get out of the room before any trouble with the popular clique started.