Everyone runs to the playground like a herd of sheep. Unless it's a herd of buffalo because people don't pay attention to where they are going and some of the older ones (certainly the last years) take the liberty of pushing the younger ones who mostly fall.

Unfortunately as I don't have any friends, I don't really know where I'm running. I observe the yard. I had not observed it well when I came this morning. There is a basketball court that is also a soccer field. And further away, there are benches to sit on (at the same time, I don't think they were stored there for anything else) with grass all around and trees.

At least you'll finally be able to stare at some asses Selena.

My goodness, my conscience. I forgot about that one. I decide to sit quietly by a bench. I hear laughter. I turn my head towards the laughter and see Cara laughing with who I guess must be her new best friends. New victims of Miss Cara Delevingne. I wonder if they know about her secret. Unless I'm the only one who has files on her. In any case, I have a doubt about what they are talking about. I guess they must be talking about me. Cara also has a lot of files on me. We've known each other since kindergarten after all.

I felt someone sitting next to me. It was a girl who looked far too young, even to be a first year like me.

"- Hello Miss Gomez, is that right?"

I nod.

"- Tell me, I was seeing you earlier. Have we met somewhere before?

- Well yes, of course, in class. Why?

- No, but I mean, my name is Ariana Grande, I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself before. It's just that you look a lot like my aunt who I haven't seen in years so I was wondering if we were related. See?"

I give her a hard look.

"- And you have Italian origins too?

- Yes, yes, that's right. Your mother's name is.

- Amanda Teefey. Isn't that your aunt's name?

- Yes, yes, absolutely. God, I can't believe I'm finally meeting my cousin after so many years of not knowing her!"

I have to admit that I can't believe it either. I don't even know what to think anymore. Anyway, now I'm glad to have at least someone to talk to.

Until the end of recess, I learned a lot about Ariana. This girl is so cute. She's a year younger than me. She is a fan of the Harry Potter saga. Her favorite types of movies are romance and comedy. She had her first kiss in kindergarten and her first real kiss at 14. She is allergic to shellfish and some cough medicines. Her tenth birthday theme was about Harry Potter. She is very messy and hates cleaning her room. In addition to her Italian background, she has Sicilian and Abruzzo origins. Her favorite subject in school has always been science.

I can't believe my mother hid such a cute cousin from me.

When the bell rings, I turn around to where Cara and her new victims were. I see that they are no longer there. I smile. She must have seen Ariana and become jealous. I shouldn't get my hopes up. After all, we've both lost sight of each other. Sure, I would have appreciated it if our reunion had gone better than it did before. But I know that Cara has always been like this. Unfortunately, we can't go back and undo what was said and done.

I follow Ariana to join our class while we wait for our homeroom teacher.