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The Confront

Hi guys, the picture I have attached is my representation of Natalia as Selena Gomez. If you have better suggestions for the characters. Kindly let me know.
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Next week, when I entered the cafeteria, Eva was sitting at our usual table. But there were two other people sitting there. Alex, Theo and Eva all were waiting for me. There was a seat saved for me- between Alex and Theo. I sit in the middle of the awkward silence that has prevailed due to the hostility between the boys, a fact conveyed to me by Eva by eye contact. I feel tired, frustrated and angry. It is true whenever either of one tries to talk to me, the other interrupts him by posing me other question, and this goes on and on. Alex is talking,"Nate, where in USA did live?" Suddenly Theo say,"Nate which are your favorite songs?" And I have had enough. I shout aloud to oth of them. "BOTH OF YOU, COULD YOU JUST SHUT UP!" Three pair of eyes blink up at me, in confusion. "I HAVE HAD ENOUGH NOW! BOTH OF YOU FIGHTING EACH OTHER! JUST. LET. ME. BE. MYSELF." The last part came out to be a little vehement but it got its message through. Eva is staring at me with pride. Theo is looking at me with murderous stare. Alex is looking at me with guarded eyes. I take my bag and run up the stairs to the terrace. I shouldn't have screamed... no screaming made them understand. Why in the world were they asking me about U.S., the place where my parents..... Where Caroline.....

I somehow reach the terrace. The sky stretches over  in a pleasant shade of blue bliss. The view from top is breathtaking, but today I have not come here to enjoy it's beauty. I have come here to enjoy it's solitude. Many people in this school spend their time in the library or the cafeteria. There's hardly anyone on the terrace, but that can also be explained by the fact that students are not allowed to come here.

I look towards the buildings of Paris. I can see the Eiffel Tower clearly. And comes back to me as if it's just happened moments ago.

"Nat, Nat! I am coming to get you!",screamed my five year old sister, Caroline. With her small legs, she starts coming up the stairs. I am hiding behind a old cupboard. Suddenly, she's behind me and shouting,"Found you, found you!" I smile at her. When my mom calls out for me from the kitchen, I stroke Car's soft curly hair and go the kitchen. My mom is busy making pasta. I love pasta. My inner Natalia drools at the mention of pasta . my mom looks at me and says in her Russian tinted English,"I hope that your friend iz coming foar dinner. I 'ave prepaared his food." I reply," of course, mom. Didn't I tell you that yesterday. By the way, Nicholas is my boyfriend. I made that clear didn't I?" She nods. The doorbell rings. I go to the main door.

There's Nicholas standing there. He has a bouquet of flowers in his hands. His eyes, brown flecked with hazel, light up when he sees me. I usher him in. He and I were seeing each other since last 2 months. He comes to me and kisses me lightly on my lips.

I rack myself. I cannot remember those memories but I can't stop it, can I? After coming here, I had successfully managed to forget Nicholas. But now that I remember, it's breaking me off.

I slowly sink to the ground. My mind, fresh with my sweet memories, is trying to wipe them out, flush them somewhere, but all I've done is relive them.

The rest of the day, I bunk all my lectures. I just sit on the terrace. Reading Jane Austen or just looking towards the sky.

When I reach home, Aunt Meredith is already sitting on a sofa with a phone clutched in her hands. She looks at me and heaves a sign of relief. She, then calls someone and tells that I've reached home safely. She then takes my forearm and drags me to the nearest chair. She then asks me in her most authoritative voice, "Natalia Grace, would you be kind enough to tell me where were you after your lunch got over?" I stare at her. How does she know I bunked after lunch. Is she the Oracle from the Matrix movies? But then I remember the Oracle predicts the future not the past.

I ask,"how do you know?" She sighs and says,"Your friend, Evangeline called. She was worried about you. So she called me." I nod. She looks at me with a slight difference expression smiles a sad smile and says," Natalia, do you want to share your griefs?"
I cringe inwardly and shake my head in refusal. Then I bound up the stairs to my room, in which Alex is sitting on my study table and Theo is sitting on my bed.

So I do what I do best:
I scream.