Corner

In disguise

I woke up, i felt all of my thoughts suddenly rushing towards me in a blink of an eye, those terrible thoughts, like someones ripping out my heart and staring me right in the eye and whispering you've done it this time. I thought to myself how many times am i going to let this happen its taking over the point of living, instead I'm just surviving. I'm alone now.

It was school today and i really wasn't feeling in the jolly spirit to put up with my classmates with their jokes or their ignorance towards everything. This time they had done it with all their stupid comments and jokes towards other people and me, it made me so angry to sit back and watch them be ignorant to others. This made me brainstorm, people were rushing into class not wanting to be late pushing past me making me weary. Suddenly, right before my eyes i carelessly knocked this strange acting boys books all over the floor, i just felt bursts of embarrassment and a rush of blood going into my cheeks. Everyone was talking about how mysterious he acts, it made me wonder whats going to happen next, butterflies were filling my stomach,  i didn't know how to stop them. I couldn't see his eyes they were smothered in black-rimmed sunglasses he was wearing mostly black with a glimpse of blue shoes, our hands suddenly crossed paths as if it was destine to happen, i clumsily bent down and tried to pick up the books i had once shoved. His hands were cold as ice, it was almost supernatural and sent shivers down my spine, i recognised that he was staring at me then he was gone in a flash.

I entered my tiny little classroom after standing their and staring where that boy used to be standing and staring, i think i was just waiting for him to turn around and come back and speak to me. The seat i nearly always sit in was taken by a rather scary looking boy with sleek black hair, a leather jacket and a smile that would remind anyone of a criminal, i would be a fool to confront him and ask for my seat back. My eyes scanned the room, he was here the boy that was so mysterious i wanted to know more. The lesson passed and i couldn't stop thinking about this boy, i couldn't even share this with charlotte, she'd think I'm crazy, everyone will.

The next day he wasn't anywhere to be seen, or the day after that, or the day after that in fact he wasn't at school for a whole week and it drove me crazy. I texted charlotte and it was school today, i would frequently get confused, sometimes my mind would just crash and i wouldn't know anything. I went into English i was late as usual keeping track of time isn't my strong point, i opened the familiar wooden door, and everyone turned around and stared at me as if i had disappointed the whole world. Mr parker read out the register after frowning in his usual way, i have discovered what that mysterious boys name is, of course it suits his mysterious ways and his character even if I've only known him for approximately 10 seconds.

Zac is his name it a little ring to it dont you think? I found myself stumbling over to him and perching on a stool right next to him. Seconds later, i had instant regret what if he doesnt want me here. The expression on his face when I sat down was a hint of a smile but mostly what covered his face was a frown, he was so mysterious you wouldn't be human if you were not intrigued. I asked him where he was from but he wouldn't initiate conversation with me he was far to quiet, normally I'd just see him in the corner of my eye at the back of the class sitting so quietly you wouldn't even know he's there. One day it was all to much, I had to say something but what should I say he's way out of my league, the amount of girls that throw themselves at him, I didn't think that was possible but what would make me any different. School was finally over, I had to find zac I had to know more, so I searched for him on my path home.

Charlotte and i were so busy arguing about why i wasn't with her today that i didn't realise what i was willingly walking into while being oblivious to my surroundings. I found myself backing into a circle of gangster looking boys wearing extra baggy jogging bottoms that are so low that you can see the line of their boxer shorts, a long stripped t-shirt and each of them wearing a black bandanna. They All decided to back me into a corner and stand their like they would kill me, all of a sudden a boy jumped in front of them at super speed and pushed them away, and carried me to safety. Zac,  it was Zac i didn't know it was possible for a human to sprint that fast and to show so much kindness towards anyone. This time he looked different, their was something different in his eyes, we looked into each others eyes are lips pressed against each other, then he pulled back as if he was over coming an urge and disappeared as fast as he came.

I arrived home after a long needed rest this day was so tiring the boys, the kiss, charlotte it was all to much to bear for my little brain. I opened my red, paint -ant door that was all to familiar, then there sitting on the stair was my mother, i was far to surprised to see the frown that was appearing on her pale white face, she had big black bags under her eyes, she has not been sleeping lately after what happened... After dad died. Of course there sitting by my room as i dragged up my bag that was as heavy as a dead body as it seemed, it was horrific, pudsey sitting there wagging his long white tail, along his face he was smiling ear to ear forcing me to smile to. I finally jumped into my bed and smothered myself in my duvet, i picked up a little delicate mirror from my old beside cabinet and i signed to myself at what the mirror had shown me and i eventually found myself drifting to sleep..

Today i wasn't feeling great but charlotte had asked me to walk with her to school, charlotte was a peculiar person, she never spoke much, i always thought that she was still pleasant. I got dressed unusually quickly and i stared at my reflection in the mirror and i remembered how much i hated to do so, i tied my hair into a little bun and i almost ran out of the door no-one wants to be late for charlotte. The minute i ran out the door there she was, standing there, with big beady eyes asking me where I've been, her long hair flows over her shoulders and whips from side to side as we walked. I caught sight of Zac he was here already at school, i screamed for him his face curved with a smile, but then he turned away as quick as he usually does. Charlotte being the nosy person she is asked me who he was and why i was so happy to see him i replied with a quick smile and walked happily of. She had no idea. For the first two periods he was no-where to be seen, then in chemistry he finally arrived, all of thirty minutes late. His face more pale than ever, his eyes more red than ever and his mouth more full of frown than ever. Zac wasn't like the others he was thoughtful and kind unlike all the other boys in our year, it was wonderful to see a guy that actually is thoughtful towards others. I was speechless, i opened my mouth but words refused to come out, just silence arrived nothing more just the awkward silence, so i just decided to stare for some unusual reason, he looking into my eyes like he could see straight though me, read my mind. The bell rang, and the lesson came to a sudden end, everybody was trying to rush out of class but the teacher insisted that the bell doesn't dismiss us she does, but in the end school finished for the day.

About and hour later i arrived silently but obviously not silent enough for not only pudsey to know but my mum to know i was home to. She was screaming my name before i even got one foot in the door and barely opened the squeaky thing, i just wanted to go to bed is that too much to ask from her, everyday she does this, asks for a little chat and it goes on for hours about how i need to be careful that people dont find out what my dad is..