
Helena turned to look behind her when her name was called out, and she saw someone she kind of knew but not that closely. She knew the girl's name was Bel, and they had some classes together and she was in the cheer squad. And that probably meant she was there to accompany Helena. Helena felt relieved, the new student was probably arriving soon and she didn't want to be there to greet him alone.
"Hi Bel. Yes, exactly. And I assume, or hope, that you're the same."
Helena chuckled a bit, but if Bel was going to answer Helena then she was cut short. Right after Helena finished speaking a car pulled up, a very expensive car. Helena could tell, her family owned couple of the same model. But they mostly favoured Mercedes-Benz.
Hmmm, so this new student is of the richer kind?
Helena thought, and that much wasn't hard to deduce, especially after the guy himself stepped out in all his glory. Or, well, the glory of his suit, which Helena's trained eye deemed to be ridiculously expensive as well. Her father had said that a man's fortune could be counted from the clothes he wore. And this boy really liked waving that fortune around, unlike Helena.
The guy walked over to them, and the moment he called the two "ladies" in that tone Helena knew his type. She had met dozens upon dozens of people like him and she had dated one or two of them. But nevertheless there was a smile on Helena's face as she nodded a bit.
"Hello, Cesare. Yes, we are here to act as your
guides and give you a small tour of the school. I'm Helena. Nice to meet you."
Helena reached out her right hand, the hand that was still fully intact, for a handshake. She would let Bel do her own introduction.