Priceless (A MIKA Fanfic)

Chapter 2

Then the bell rang, and it was time for the first lesson of the day. Maths.

I've always hated Maths. It's not because the work is too hard or anything. It's because of the huge amount of partner work that we have to do. Because I don't really have any friends, nobody will work with me. So I have to spend the entire lesson hiding. It's awful, and it makes me feel like more of a loner than ever.

I walked to the Maths classroom, and I went inside. I sat down in my seat and opened my book.

"Okay, everyone, today we will be learning about prime numbers." the teacher told everyone.

I sighed. This is another reason why I hate Maths. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Mica. He looks bored too.

"The first thing I need you to do is find a partner." the teacher said.

I felt like crying. I would have to hide and be on my own again. It really annoys me that the educational system is designed for extroverts. Not introverts like me.

But I decided to just sit there, and if nobody wants to work with me, then that's their problem. I'm better when I'm on my own, anyway.

"Hi." came a voice from behind me.

I didn't turn round. They probably aren't talking to me. At this school, people don't talk to me. Just about me.

"Um. . .Victoria?" the voice said.

Maybe they were talking to me. I'm the only Victoria in my year, so they must actually be talking to me.

I turned round and saw the last person I was expecting to see. Mica. He looked at me, then looked away shyly.

"Do you want to be partners?" he asked quietly.

I didn't know what to say. Nobody in this school ever talks to me, and when they do, it's usually to make fun of me. But Mica was just talking to me normally, and he actually wanted to work with me. So I said yes, because why not? I should try to get to know him if he's bothering to talk to me.

Mica sat down and looked at the sheet with me. I didn't understand a lot of the work, but I wasn't really bothered.

"Isn't Maths boring? I mean, there's no creativity at all." Mica commented.
"Yeah, I know. So boring!" I agreed.

I was glad that someone actually agreed with me about that.

"I mean, school would be a lot better if it was more colourful." Mica said.
"I agree." I replied.

We carried on ranting about the school for the rest of the lesson, and we hardly did any work. By the end of the lesson, I was very proud of myself. I had talked to Mica and gotten to know him.

Maybe Maths lessons won't be as bad as they were anymore.