Parker

1

I sit in the seat closest to the windows, therefore allowing me to rest my head against the cold glass as the English teacher groans on about Shakespeare. The view from the seat is familiar; the same field of grass covered in heavy snow, ending at the same black wire fence and behind that was the same dense forest with a thick layer of snow layered over the tree. Sitting on the fourth floor only makes the forest look thicker and longer, reaching as far as the eye can see. Turning away from the window I glance around the classroom at the few students that bothered arriving today. Today was a sporting day open to all students that handed back a permission slip. I didn't hand in the form, on purpose. Sport wasn't my thing, I didn't enjoy it, especially track and field which is what is being showcased at this sports event today. So here I sit in a room accompanied but four other people; a redhead delinquent, black headed boy with thick glasses, Mrs. Young my English teacher and Miranda, a member of the photography club. Despite only being five of us, Mrs. Young proceeded to teach normally.

I'd only brought my laptop to school with me today, only recording my notes on a Word document; which was a total of 56 words. Looking through my eyelashes I notice that the redhead had fallen asleep. I roll my eyes and swing my vision to the laptop in front of me. Opening my schedule, to scan over the next few classes; biology, physics, math, and history. I can't help but drag a hand over my face just thinking about the workload and endurance that will be needed to survive today. The bell was due to ring in the next ten minutes, finally. I eagerly tap my black heeled boots on the laminated floor. I am quite short for my age, in fact, I am only 5'1 without heels. I feel vulnerable and easy to take advantage of when smaller than everyone, it used to be my biggest insecurity before my mother introduced me to a pair. I feel confident in my thick heeled boots. 

I play anxiously with my fingers, a bad habit for when I am impatient. My computer is slammed shut and pulled close to my chest and disappears in my backpack, as the wait for the bell continues. Finally, the sweet sound of the few dings sings through the speakers. I prance from my seat and quickly escape through the classroom door. Due to the sporting event, there are only a few students that pass me through the hall as I walk. My naturally chestnut brown hair plaited into two long braids swings over my shoulder blades that is hidden by a black fleece coat the reached my knees. Underneath this was a khaki green sweatshirt that was 3 sizes too big for me. Followed by black jeans. Despite this amount of clothing, I was still cold. It is 41 degrees today and its only autumn. It's easy to already predict it is going to be a freezing winter. 

My thoughts are paused as I end my journey at a glass door. A plaque hangs to the side of it; Administration. I lean forward to turn the door handle, the cold metal stings my hand as I swing the door open. The laminated floor suddenly changes to dark red carpet leading to the white front desk. A quick walk towards the desk and a smile at Victoria, the receptionist, is all that was needed to make to older woman smile brightly, "Good morning Victoria," I speak, my voice naturally quiet. She greets me with a beautiful smile, "What a good morning it is, how are you, Bella?" 

"I'm doing fine, thank you," I smile my cracked lips at the thin lady, possibly in her forties although she has consistently told everyone that she is thirty-nine, for five years in a row. Victoria must have been a gorgeous lady when she was younger, a real stunner. "That's good dear, here to see your good old grandmother?" she asks me, referring to my grandmother on my fathers' side; the principal.

I nod, she gestures to the door down the hallway to the left of the reception desk. "She is currently in a meeting, but she should be done in the next few minutes if you just wanted to wait here," she says pointing to the black leather couch opposite the desk. I nod yet again and sit as instructed. I pluck my phone from my coat pocket and start scrolling through the news app on my phone.