Chapter 91: Girls' school life

. The car stopped, opened the door and brought her backpack, Angela walked down, she looked at the school in front, Nasma Private Girls' Middle School, and sighed with sigh, it was really big enough! It is said that the school covers an area of ​​6 hectares and has 600 teachers and students. It was established in 1960 and is one of the famous women's private high schools on the West Coast.
The scattered buildings, the tree-lined roads, and the female students coming in and out in pairs, make the school seem lively and harmonious. Angela walked briskly to where she was supposed to go, but after turning around a few buildings she immediately found herself lost.
"Why build a school like a labyrinth?" The girl complained. Although she was not a idiot, she only visited the school on the day of the opening ceremony, which was not enough to make her clear about the direction of each road.
Looking around, she stopped for a bit. Do you know how to get to classroom 45 in Building B? "
The girl frowned and raised her chin to reveal a proud look: "Hey, little, this is not where you should come, I think you better figure out the difference between middle school and elementary school."
Small ... not small? No one seemed to call himself like Aunt Jennifer. Angela raised her eyebrows to suppress her displeasure, and said calmly, "I know I look a little smaller in appearance, but I am indeed a student at this school. If you can, can you tell me how to get there?"
The girl looked at her with interest, her eyes rolled, revealing a sly look, and then said: "Well, you go right here from here to the end, and turn around the office building about 100 meters, that is the sports room, Then turn around and go forward 100 meters to Building B. After entering, go upstairs to the third floor on the left side of the second floor. "
Angela looked at the place she was pointing at, and at the same time repeated the route she said in her head. She always felt that something was wrong. She turned to want to ask, but the girl had already strode away.
It's rude, Angela slandered, but after thinking about it, she went in the direction she said.

"About the usefulness of this grammar, page 32 of the book has a detailed introduction, you can browse it yourself, and then ..." The teacher who is in the French class, Miss Martha, explained a grammar for the girls sitting. During use, the classroom door was pushed open, and a little girl carefully looked into the probe.
"Miss Angela Mason?" Miss Martha put down her book and looked at the other person with a calm expression.
The girl nodded somewhat awkwardly: "Yes, ma'am, I accidentally lost ..."
"You have been delayed for 10 minutes, Miss Mason. If you continue to torture, you will delay more time, I can invite you to sit in if necessary. In addition, you can call me Martha, or Miss Martha, please do not use Madam This word. "Miss Martha still said expressionlessly, which made the girls in the room smile low.
"Yes, Miss Martha." Angela still said awkwardly, sitting at the end of the long table.
"Hi, Angie." The girl around greeted her softly. She is Latino and has beautiful maroon hair. Like most mixed-race children, her facial features are exquisite, called Lilith White. I met a pretty good girl, maybe because she was similar to Jessica in some places, so the two girls had a good talk and then became friends.
"Hi Lilith, it's nice to be sitting next to you." Angela sighed softly.
"Don't be so distressed, it's just being late. Everyone may be late." Lilith said comfortingly, and the exposed tiger teeth made her look very cute.
"I'm not annoyed by this, Lilith, I'm just very angry. When I came, I asked a girl about the route, but she actually pointed me to the health office! Hell, how would I be late if it wasn't for her! Angela said a little slyly, and as soon as she looked up, she saw the third girl from the top of the long table who was chuckling from time to time, and often turned her head to look at Angela, even if she found she was watching her. Not paying attention, but showing a proud look.
"That's Vicky Brandon. Do you know her?" Lilith looked down Angela's eyes and asked.
"I don't know, but she was the one who just showed me the way!" Angela bit her lip a bit, and suddenly thought of another question: "Lilith, why is she here?"
"She's our classmate of the same age." Lilith didn't understand what she was wondering.
"But ..." Angela opened her mouth and closed it again. People just looked like 13 or 4 years old. It didn't really get that big. Maybe she just developed quickly? Angela couldn't help sighing deeply. On the one hand, she wanted to grow up quickly and mature, so that many things can be done; on the other hand, she is now a woman. When she grows up, she will It's not a good thing to face more troubles than it is now. It's a contradiction.
"Miss Mason, do you have any questions about my lecture?" Miss Martha's voice sounded.
"Ah?" Angela froze before realizing that the sigh just now seemed a little bigger.
"Of course not, I'm just a bit surprised ..." Angela's head quickly moved quickly. "I've also learned some French before, but I don't understand certain limited words, and the notes on certain letters, such as é Pronunciations such as, à and so on are always confusing with English. After consulting a few teachers, they couldn't figure it out. Only after listening to your explanations did they understand a lot, so I sighed. "
This little horse fart made Miss Martha smile a little, and coughed. "Thank you for your compliment, Miss Mason. Please raise your hand if you have any questions next time."
"Okay, Miss Martha." Angela nodded, breathing a sigh of relief in the stomach, and the unscrupulous look of the girl in front of her also fell into her eyes, but she didn't have time to ignore her She hadn't even thought of her with any pranks that had caused her to be late.
Compared to the public school, the dining room in the private school looks more beautiful. The round wooden table looks messy, but it is regularly distributed in the dining room. The girls are sitting together in pairs, holding their food, talking about what they like. topic.
"Angie, your paintings are awesome. Did you really practice since you were a kid?" At the table near the window, Lilith asked Angela next to her while she was scratching the vegetable salad on the plate, but the girl was clearly in Attentive, her eyes stared at the front without focus. At least half of the food on the plate remained still. She didn't wake up until Lilith asked again: "What's the matter?"
"I really want to know, do you often get lost during meals?" Lilith couldn't help laughing.
"Of course not, I just ..." Angela waved. The two of them were far away during the art class, so Lilith only knew that the art teacher praised Angela's painting and showed it in front, but she didn't know her. What happened around me.
"Do you know, we have a very powerful guy who studied painting from a young age and even Mr. Hugo praised her. I do n’t know if her French is as high as her painting skills, if not, Maybe you can ask Miss Martha for a tutorial, anyway, as long as she speaks, she will understand. "A voice came from the table next to him, as if to speak so loudly, and laughed around him.
Angela knew who was talking so soon, but was she too lazy to respond? Is it worth it? Not a kid. Although she didn't want to speak, Lilith beside her couldn't help but muttered, "They are so boring, don't you plan to refute them?"
"It doesn't matter, Lilith, they are boring. Do we have to be boring too?" Angela shrugged.
"However, Vicky's family is rich and will dress up. Many people want to be friends with her, so you will be passive." Lilith said worriedly.
Angela looked at her. Lilith was really worried about herself. She was really a good girl, so she smiled. "It doesn't matter, just let her say it. If everyone wants to care about their views, I will Exhausted. "
Just kidding, you still have to add dog blood plots such as rich women bullying civilians in your middle school years, right? It's not "Baby Girl", oh, speaking, he should also be a rich woman, then two rich women are more aggressive than rich? It was even more disgusting, too lazy to care about her.
Now that Angela had said so, Lilith could only shrug her shoulders, but the girls didn't seem to intend to end like this, and Vichy's voice rang again: "Hey, look at her there, I almost didn't notice Here, hey, little bit, how about a French recitation? "
This title made Angela frown, and finally turned her head to look at it. There were several girls sitting at the round table on the side, all dressed up. Vicki leaned sideways on the chair with one baby face in one hand. , Looked at her with a smile. Angela shrugged and turned her head again, and she still didn't plan to tell them anything.
"Why, is she shy?"
"I look more afraid."
"Yes, French is much more rigorous than English. If you accidentally make mistakes, there are so many people here, so embarrassing."
The group of people said eloquently, although determined to not conflict with them, Angela could not help but slandered: the old lady's French songs are sung first-class, and I am afraid you will recite this.
Then she heard Vicki's voice: "If this is too difficult, let's change it, little, how about singing a French song, how about Miss am's" My Name is Elaine "? We are all I like it. "Her companion laughed again.
Is she a fool? Angela thought helplessly, but it was very interesting. It seems that the pure music ep is really platinum. If they find themselves to be Miss Am in the future, will the chin fall to the ground?
When thinking of Angela here, she couldn't help laughing, but she didn't laugh at last. Pressing Lilith, who wanted to help her to refute, packed the tableware with her and went out to the dining room. She ignored Vichy's group of people.
Alas, is this the life of a girl school in the future?
(Finally, I changed it before 5 o'clock today, and the state should be back ~ Please be careful with that vote, really plan to add a younger brother or sister to the protagonist, if you choose ... , then ... !) 2k novel reading network