"- Hello Miss! You are late you know?"

The familiar girl enters the classroom and heads to the teacher's desk.

"- So what, it's not going to plug your asshole if I'm late!"

Everyone in the classroom assembly laughs.

"- Young lady, your behavior is rude and deplorable. You are lucky it is the beginning of the year because I would have called you into the principal's office. You arrive late and you allow yourself to speak to me in that tone.

- However, I am only telling the truth, ma'am.

- Go ahead, I don't want to see you again. Sit down next to the miss over there,...uh what's your name again miss?!"

Seeing that she is addressing me, I answer awkwardly, "Uh Gomez, Selena Gomez ma'am!"

"- Very well. In this case Miss...

- Delevingne, Cara Delevingne madam" she cut her off by taking the same way of speaking as me.

Yes, it is indeed Cara Delevingne my ex-best friend. The one I had to leave just after the fifth grade in college. Right after she herself abandoned me and we lost touch.

"- Miss Delevingne, I would like you to sit next to Miss Gomez please."

Cara complies without flinching or protesting. I know she's looking at me, but I'm avoiding her gaze. It's an awkward moment to see your ex-friend again after so many years. She seems not to have changed in her behavior but physically, I must say that she has taken a lot of charisma.

Here she is now next to me. I feel really bad. I don't even follow the course anymore. I can't stop thinking. My stomach is clenching painfully. My legs are shaking because I'm so nervous. I've never been like this with him. But that was before. It's really weird. I'm so sweaty. They are so sweaty that I can hardly hold my pen properly. I feel hot all of a sudden. Cara smiles but I don't know why. Probably because the situation is as embarrassing for her as for me. I feel like going outside to get some fresh air. I look at the clock. Only five minutes left before it rings. I look out the window so I don't have to look at her.

"- Still dreaming, I see."

I turn around. It's Cara who has just spoken to me.

"- What?!

- You haven't changed at all, as far as I can see. You're still as dreamy as ever and on top of that you never listen when people talk to you."

That's the best part.

"- How dare you talk to me in the first place!? As far as I know, I haven't spoken to you!

- Yeah, like all these years you mean."

Now she's made her point, I think. I sigh and don't answer her. I don't want to start messing around again like before.

Anyway, the school bell has just rung. I hurry to put my things away and get out of class. I have just enough time to hear Cara whisper: "Poor girl!" before leaving the school completely.