her persona under her skin, as if the food is a threat or something. Snickering to herself, she thinks the food is probably dangerous, most school food is. Having just grabbed some sort of meatloaf medley, she makes her way to the woman cashier. She’s just about to step up to her, when a girl that’s all blonde hair steps in front of her to get to the register first.
In surprise, Moira tries to stop before she smacks into the girl, and only succeeds in spilling her tray of food on her. Screeching, the girl spins around to glare at her, and Moira cringes as the meatloaf gravy slides down the girls once pink tank top. The cafeteria goes quiet, and Moira wishes a black hole would swallow her up.
“What is your problem freak?” The girl in front of her yells.
Moira notices that she has the look of someone popular, with the long blonde hair and expensive looking clothes. She also notices a group of similar looking girls coming over to them, and she assumes they must be her click. Not good she thinks, all she needs is to get the notice of the popular girls, and not the good kind of notice.
“Sorry…” Moira stammers. “…but you came out of nowhere.”
Clearly this is not what the other girl wants to hear, since her eyes go large in rage. Her friends are trying to clean the mess of her, as the cashier lady signals someone behind the counter to get the mess on the floor.
“I, came out of nowhere? I was giving change back, and was supposed to be here. You, on the other hand, were in the way.” She seethes.
Not wanting to start anything, Moira says “I didn’t mean anything by it. I swear. Let me pay for your dry cleaning or something?”
“Oh you’ll pay all right.” She says over her shoulder. She walks away with her group of friends, all glaring at her.
Standing in the same spot, Moira can only feel humiliated as the room slowly fills back up with conversation. All about her, she knows, and can feel her cheeks reddening. Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she jumps about a foot in the air, before turning. It’s a dark haired girl holding two trays, and with a smile she holds one of them out to her. Moira doesn’t even know what to say, so taking the tray with a smile, she pays the cashier without any other disaster. That is if you don’t count the seating situation, which Moira does. Coming to a stop in front of the large room with rectangle tables, they are already mostly filled with people. Standing there like an idiot, she doesn’t know where to go from here, especially after what just happened.
“Don’t panic. This sort of thing happens daily around here.” The brunette that gave her a tray a moment ago says. She points to a table across the room. “You can sit with my friends and me, if you want. I mean, any enemy of Quinn’s is a friend of ours. Come on. I’m Raven by the by.”
Moira nods. “Thanks. I’m Moira.”
Following Raven, she makes her way across the room and between the other tables. Near the back by itself is a table holding three other people, a girl and two guys. She notices that this particular table is away from the others, and wonders why for a moment. Then she sees that one of the guys, is the kid from the bus. She knows right away that that they are all like her, and finds it funny that when she’s decided to hide who she is, they are who she gets introduced too first.
“Hey guys, this is Moira, the new enemy of Quinn and the Quintets. I said she could sit with us. All right?” Raven says as she sits next to the dark haired guy.
A blonde girl with a bright smile nods enthusiastically and says, “More the merrier, have a seat. I’m Daisy.”
Daisy scoots over, and nudges the blonde guy beside her to move. Smiling, he dramatically moves aside and waves to Moira to sit down. Hesitantly, she sits down beside Daisy and places her tray down on the table.
“I’m Ray, by the way.” The blonde guy says as he leans around Daisy to get a look at her.
Blushing Moira