FrAcTuReD (Part One) (Completed continued in Part Two)

Chapter. 09 (Slight Edit)

"Charla!" Ms. Clark's voice called out to her from one end of the hall as the councillor made her way over in quick strides passing a number of students who were rushing to class.

"Morning, Ms. Clark." Charla said as the Student Councillor made her way over with a worried expression. "Is something wrong?"

"I should be asking you that," Ms. Clark told her and Charla merely looked at her confused. "After what happened yesterday when you collapsed..."

"Oh," She shifted her bag on her shoulder. "I'm sorry about that, when you told me that my Dad spoke to you about my condition I automatically assumed that you also knew about my blackouts. It doesn't happen often though..."

"No you shouldn't apologize for that, I should have done a better job and checked everything first. It was only your first day but I can't help but feel like I've failed as a Councillor to you Charla."

"You only showed me around the school." Charla said. "Not to mention I'm still new here and you still don't know me all that well. Its fine..." she then shook her head changing the topic at hand. "Anyway, I need to head to class or I'm going to be late. If you want I can come and talk to you during lunch or after school."

"No that's alright, but Charla you know if you're feeling down or worried about something you can come and talk to me." she placed a hand on Charla's shoulder and offered her what looked to be a worried smile. "You can trust the people here that much I can promise you."

Charla merely nodded. "Thank you," she turned and headed down the hall only to stop and look back to add. "I'll see you later." And then continued on her way, though as she walked Charla could feel Ms. Clark still watching her, she knew that the woman wanted to ask her something in regards to her blackouts. But the timing was bad, what's more, with what Alex had told her about speaking to her two nights ago, and the question early this morning she could only guess that at some point or another she had spoken with Alex last night as well.

As she walked to class Charla tried to mentally recall images for last night but nothing came, it was always like that from time to time, she would be able to remember bits and pieces from one night and yet remember nothing from others. Even when she mentioned it to the doctors they had nothing to say in what it could have been. If anything just wanted to push more expensive drugs on her instead, drugs that Charla never took.

It always seemed to be the answer with some doctors, an issue with headaches, take some drugs, blackouts happening more, have more drugs, memories not returning from said blackout have a ton more drugs. It got to the point where she flat out refused to have them.

Because of that she hated dealing with Doctors, and other then her blackouts it made her glad that her immune system was as strong as it could be. But then that might have been due to her physical straining that she took two years ago...

A dark memory began to resurface and she shook her head, she didn't want those memories to run her life, even if some would say that those instances were small in occurrences and it shouldn't matter. But those feelings and memories had deep roots, ones that entangled her heart, and ones that forced her to start learning how to fight so that one day she could break free from it all, even if it was nowhere in sight.

She reached the class and noticed a number of students staring at her before whispering to each other, a few asking if she was okay in which Charla told them with a faint smile that she was fine and believed it might have just been the change of atmosphere that caused her to blackout. And though Charla expected more questions a number of them actually just seemed rather relieved at this and then simply left her alone.