Introducing Oneself

"Wow, you early." The girl behind the reception desk said. She's surprised at the small female's appearance but maintained a professional smile. 

Judith nodded in response, "I'm Judith. A junior. "

She paused, perhaps in surprise. She typed on the hologram with skillful precision. "Okay...Here we go. Judith Parker. Art's and Crafts. Your I.D is 028686. Your homeroom is A.P. Painting 3. Let me see you watch for a moment." With hesitation, she obediently stuck her arm on. The reception girl took out a small chip and tapped it on her watch

A small 'beep' could be heard as the screen lit up. After a few moments, the hologram popped up, with a timeline. A schedule persuadably. "Here's you schedule. You can check it anytime under the 'schedule icon.'" She went to the home screen, tapping the 'Schedule Icon'. "And, Your I.D is 028686."

"You have A.P Painting 2, in room 1203. I'll lead you there." She stood up from her seat, revealing her tall yet surprisingly lean frame that easily enveloped Judith. 

She turned around, heading left. Judith being the 'good' girl she is, quietly followed behind.

As I walked, I found myself in a familiar see of color. Hundreds of people wearing different color walking around, all cramped up to each other despite the big space and early. Unlike before, she took notice of the different kinds of people.

The students in long dark blue skirts and blue blazer seem more mature and calm than the rest. Almost all of them are were glasses, with serious expression on their faces. They are all carrying heavy backpacks and wearing tight hairstyles. Their more lean than muscular, radiating a aura seriousness and intelligence.

In contrast, almost all of reds have high ponytails or short hair. They wear red sports jackets and black pants stand out among the crowd. They carry heavy sports bags and look more tan and more muscular then any other group here. It's pretty obvious that they belong to the Athletics department. 

The ones wearing purple blazer, my color, are more carefree and softer. Their hair in whatever style the desired. They either wear purple skirts or pants. Some hair colors are more unrealistic and wild than the other. Some more athletic than the others. Some with tight hair styles like the blues. Some carrying sports bag to where ever. 

Those wearing gold blazers are flashy and beautiful. Almost all of them are wearing make-up, jewelry and accessories. The blazer's added with sparkles or their own customization. Their hair loose and free, with more natural hair color with a few exceptions. They seem to be the most softest out of every group. All of them radiated an aura of stardom and glamor.

The greens, look more calm and gentle. The carry lighter school bags, with their tan and muscular frames unhidden by their blazer. Unlike the golds, the wear the at least amount or jewelry or accessories. Their all tall and muscular, come second to the reds. Yet, their give off a gentle motherly glow.

I watched all of these people with interest, there more than what seems. For, what I see, the Arts and craft department is probably the most diverse. 

But, for some reason, girl of one department sending glares to the other departments girls when they pass. Why?

"Excuse me." Judith spoke up, causing the girl in front to freeze. She didn't expect this seemingly small quiet girl to speak to her first!

She turned around, looking down at the tiny female.

"Why they all hostile to each other?" She pointed to a couple of golds obliviously glaring at the greens.

This question made her surprised, but she said, "Here at Minerva, there are many clubs and departments. With that, there are loads of completing, especially between the departments." Of course there way more than that. 

Everything here in at Minerva Academy is more than just completing. It's a game of pride, battle, money, power and hierarchy. People here are not friendly, even if there in the same department. Insults don't have to include swear words, bad wishes or curses to be hurtful or cruel. The more they hurt the others pride, belittle their position in the hierarchy or gain foot in the game, the worse the insult is. The one wins, the more one loses. The more excellent a department is, the more the others are dragged through the mud. This is Minerva girl's academy.

She's has no intention of explaining that to her, though. Judith nods, sinking into contemplation . It doesn't take her long to figure the structure of this school from her word. 

she has no intention of explaining that to her. Judith nods, sinking into contemplation

"(F*uuuuuuccccck!!Motherf*cker.)" She started viciously swearing every swear word she knew within the confines of her thoughts. Outward, she kept the façade of a clueless. The reception girl turned around once more, heading back on track. This time, Judith didn't say anything else

She chuckled, she's shy eh~

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"Here we are." She stopped into of a baby-blue painted door. One the side, it said 'Room 1203'.

Just as she was about to open the door, the reception girl stopped her one last time. "Be care, I heard your A.P. art teacher is strict." She warned before turning around one more.

Judith watched the board back of the reception girl before opening the door. She could heard a few voices hushed as she opened and enter the room. The room is larger, with about 50 desks raising up in rows. On the platform, was a tall, skinny middle-aged woman in long-sleeved brown dress . She black hair tied in a tight bun and her brown eyes stared at her in shock.

She walked into the platform, the black-haired woman finally snapped out of her. She put on a small smile., "Are you Judith?"

Judith feels nausea climb its way up her body, but doesn't show anything. The teachers voice is snatchy and pitchy, overall just ugly. Like she's trying to be nice, but clearly fails. Judith just isn't used to it, she's only seen it in movies. But she shakes that all down as she smiles back. Now all of the girls attention are on her.

"Alright settle down girls. We have a new student with us" 

She turns to the front, facing the curious eyes of the big females. 

"Hi. My name's Judith." Her voice wasn't too excited or peppy, but it was still melodious. All the females gaze at her with curiosity, some smirking at the novelty. A girl of her stature is a rarity, scarcely found in the world anymore. To have one as their new classmate is an extraordinary occurrence. Despite her ridiculously large glasses and conservative clothing, her beauty is evident .

"Raise you have if you want to ask Judith a question."

Her scratchy voice sounded completely harmless, but she didn't like it.

Immediately, almost all the girls in the room hand's shot up.

"You you first" She pointed to one of the girls in the back.

"Why are you wearing those goofy-ass glasses." The entire class erupted in giggles at her question, while Judith just smiled, "Because I need them." She said in a calm, but serious. Some people raised a brow, this little beauty has more backbone than they thought.

Seeing other person had a question, she quickly walked up the ramp, swiftly sitting down.

"(This is going to be long f*cking day.)"