Chapter 8: Is Diana okay?

"Diana, over here," Jason yelled.

Diana resisted the urge to groan in frustration. Now the whole school knew she was going to sit with him. Could her day get any worse?

Gripping her lunch tray carefully, she made her way through the aisle, trying not to fidget under the open stares from some of the students.

She was almost at his table when someone stuck out their leg and Diana tripped on it. Her tray slipped from her hand as she struggled to balance herself.

Someone screamed and Diana looked up, her eyes widening as she spotted Syrena drenched in milk.

Her tray had landed on the floor, spilling the content everywhere, and the box of milk had splashed its content on some of the students.

Syrena took the brunt of it.

Someone snickered, and a few giggles followed. Soon the entire students burst out laughing.

Syrena turned red with rage and she marched towards Diana.

"How dare you?!" she screamed.

"It... It was an accident," Diana stuttered, trying to hold back her own laughter. To se