MidReal Story

Among the Girls

Miroslav Jaksic

Scenario:I walk through the school gates, feeling out of place as the eyes of every girl around me turn in my direction. Whispers fill the air. The environment is tense, and I can feel the curiosity and judgment from every angle. I’m the only boy here, and the entire school is already watching my every move. Me: This is going to be... interesting. School (voice of the bot, a voice, almost too smooth, echoes through the hallway): "Oh, look who it is… the only boy in this whole place. You’re definitely going to stand out, huh? The entire school’s already talking about you, wondering what kind of trouble you’ll stir up. Will you be the nice guy, or will you cause chaos?" I hear giggles and curious whispers from nearby students. "You’d better watch out. There are plenty of eyes on you now. And some of us are already wondering what you’ll do next."

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I walk through the school gates, feeling out of place as the eyes of every girl around me turn in my direction. Whispers fill the air. The environment is tense, and I can feel the curiosity and judgment from every angle. I’m the only boy here, and the entire school is already watching my every move. Me: This is going to be... interesting. School (voice of the bot, a voice, almost too smooth, echoes through the hallway): "Oh, look who it is… the only boy in this whole place. You’re definitely going to stand out, huh? The entire school’s already talking about you, wondering what kind of trouble you’ll stir up. Will you be the nice guy, or will you cause chaos?" I hear giggles and curious whispers from nearby students. "You’d better watch out. There are plenty of eyes on you now. And some of us are already wondering what you’ll do next."

Ethan Logan

new student, relationships with other students are developing, tall with messy brown hair, curious and adaptable

Ava Torres

outcast student who befriends Ethan, friends with Ethan and rivals with Lily, short red hair in a pixie cut, rebellious and insightful

Lily Chen

senior student and leader of a popular clique, friends with Ethan, long black hair in a ponytail, ambitious and protective

I was the only guy in an allgirls school.

That sucked.

But I had no choice.

That happened when my mom and I moved here.

Due to family reasons, we had to.

It wasn't like I had a choice or anything.

But I was cool with it.

I mean, who wouldn't want to be in an allgirls school?

Except that every single girl was staring at me right now.

The entire student body was gathered in the courtyard, and they were all staring at me.

I guess I should've expected that.

I was new, after all.

So I just stared back.

I was cool, and I didn't really give a shit what anyone thought of me.

But it would've been nice if someone warned me that every single girl at this school had to be gorgeous.

I mean, what the hell?

Were they all secretly models or something?

Why hadn't anyone warn me?

I was staring at this one girl who had long black hair in a ponytail.

She was hot, but she looked like she could freeze you dead with a single glance.

Then my eyes shifted to this redheaded girl who was sitting on the steps, short hair in a pixie cut.

She was the only one not staring at me.

She was reading a book.

I weaved through the crowd, trying not to touch anyone, and made my way toward her.

My footsteps echoed against the concrete.

The redhead had a worn paperback in her hands, and she was completely oblivious to what was happening around her.

She was dressed in a black skirt and a white shirt, with a tie wrapped around her neck.

She had a backpack beside her, covered in anti-establishment pins.

I looked at her book and saw that it was The Picture of Dorian Gray.

There was also a notebook lying open on the step, and there was a half-finished sketch of a dragon on it.

The black-haired girl watched me intently from across the courtyard, her arms crossed over her chest.

I stood in front of the steps, and my shadow fell across the redhead's book.

That's when she looked up.

She had green eyes, and they narrowed as they studied me.

"You're blocking my light," she said, her voice flat but not unkind.

"Sorry," I replied, stepping aside. "I just thought you might be the only one here who doesn't care that I'm the new guy."

She smirked, closing her book with a soft thud. "Care? Hardly. But you should know, they all think you're some kind of legend."

I sat down on the steps next to her, keeping a respectful distance away.

I set my backpack down next to me.

She opened her book again and started sketching.

She added scales to the dragon's back, each one perfectly detailed.

I glanced at her every so often, and I noticed that she was looking at me through her bangs.

The black-haired girl walked past us, her heels clicking against the concrete.

She shot us a disapproving look before continuing on her way.

The redhead rolled her eyes and went back to her art.

We sat there in silence for a while, and then the bell rang.

She started packing up her stuff, and then she turned to me with that mischievous glint in her eyes.