Mellia had broght her legs down and.. kind of done some of her packet. Math was her worst subject. It didn't help that she had dyscalculia, which was essentially a severe math disability which made it nearly impossible for Mell to memorize or grasp even the most basic of concepts.
Fuck this shit. She drew a couple of dicks in the corner and slapped the booklet shut without even caring.
Mell let her attention waver as she stared out the window, only coming back to reality in time to see one person. She crinkled her nose in disgust as she saw the woman approach and heard the words flying from her mouth.
'My father was far too busy with showering me with gifts to realize the time. A new Valentino dress though I just received one the other day.' Oh good fucking god. Mell had never wanted to punch someone in the face more in her life. Braggarts were some of the most annoying people in the world. And from seeing this girl.. Mell could form an educated guess. This little bitch was probably some kind of rich girl who had everything she ever wanted handed to her on a silver platter.
'The easiest mark in the world'. as her father would say. Mell turned back to the teacher as she said something about them going into group projects. Something about making their own business. Instantly her father's slightly less legitimate business came to mind. Mell smirked, thinking she was probably the worst one to do this project.
She stared at the paper with the groups on it before moving over to the group she was supposed to be a part of. First of all, there was some kind of gold skinned girl with dark brown eyes and light brown hair which seemed a bit unnatural against her skin tone. The amount of makeup slathered on her face was.. excessive in Mell's opinion. She was also short.. even more so than Mell, who wasn't very tall to begin with.
Then there was a tall muscular guy with black hair, light amber eyes, and a beanie. She could smell the faint scent of cigarettes coming from his clothes. Ah.. a fellow smoker then. She admired his height for a moment in silence before turning her eyes to their third member.
Another guy, this one with whitish blonde hair and almost orangish eyes. He was taller than her, but shorter than the dude with black hair.
She raised an eyebrow at her group before grunting.
"I'm Mell." She'd rather be anywhere else than here right now in a skirt.
"I guess we are working together or something."_________________________________________________________________________________________________
Arturo finished his packet in record time, sliding the pencil on the desk. His eyes drifted over to Mell and he saw the girl struggling, getting mad and scribbling violently on the page before flipping it over. Likely, he would have to help her with her math. The woman was helpless when it came to numbers. She wasn't completely obnoxious.. he could at least offer her some help. She was actually pretty smart when she had a bit extra help.. she just.. took a bit longer to understand and remember things than normal people.
Though before he could get up, the teacher announced something about a group project and Mell was off with her project mates. Arturo heaved a sigh. He would chat with her later, when no one was around. No one had to know about her problem other than him. Knowing her the way he did, Mell probably liked it better that way anyways.. making it look like she had no weaknesses.
He turned to the rest of his group.
First off, his eyes focused on a rather cute girl. She was significantly shorter than himeself with bizzare pinkish red eyes and hair covering most of her face. Then, there was a mousy, soft looking boy with light brown hair, blue eyes and a gentle smile. Arturo couldn't help but notice the bruise on his face.. at that particular angle it was clearly from someone punching him. Had he angered Mell? or had someone else at this school slugged him one? Another guy.. this one with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was actually pretty nice to look at, though he could afford to be taller. And lastly, the girl who'd barged into the place late saying something about clothing her dad was buying her. He surveyed her cooly. She was pretty.. she could probably be a super model or something if she tried. So... he was in the group of eye candy. Arturo couldn't help the smile from dancing across his face. Yepp, this was going to be a rewarding project.
