The Only Girl In The World

Chapter Six

Edited

~Kaylee

The first thing I noticed when I walked into school was the group of girls surrounding my locker. I scrunched my face wondering what the heck they could possibly want when I remembered Christian’s locker was next to mine.

Sighing, I realised I might have to face this every day. Moving closer, I expected them to shift as they were leaning on my locker. Instead, they glanced at me, ignored me and continued their conversation.

I glared at them as they pretended not to notice me.

Like who did they think they were? I wasn’t stopping them from being the thirsty girls they were, but away from my locker was all I asked for.

And they had the freaking guts to pretend like I didn’t exist!

Isn’t that what you always want? The inner voice in my head asked and I had to resist the urge to strangle it even though that would be impossible.

“Hey ladies” I heard Christian say from behind me and immediately they straightened up and stared at him dreamily.

I looked at them then at Christian, them again and then at him. I squinted my eyes trying to see what they were seeing, maybe I’m blind?

“H-hey, I’m Luna.” one of one girls said, particularly the one that was directly in front of my locker.

Luna, short for Lunatic.

“We just wanted to invite you to our table for lunch.” another one spoke up shyly.

“Sounds cool. By the way I think you’re in her way” Christian said referring to me and they finally moved.

“Oh sorry, we didn’t notice you” Luna said flashing me a fake smile with her eyes glaring daggers at me.

Well it’s a good thing I reciprocated as the kind person I was.

“We’ll see you later” Luna said breaking eye contact with me and they left.

“I didn’t need your help you know” I said opening my locker.

“Yeah and standing glaring at them was going to work how exactly? “ He asked sarcastically.

Deeming it unworthy of a response, I stayed silent. It would have worked... eventually.

“Besides why didn’t you just tell them to leave, you talk to me why don’t you talk to any other person?” He asked.

“You really didn’t give me much of a choice.” I replied looking at my class schedule for the day. “Besides, talking means I’m open for a conversation, being open for a conversation means friendship. I don’t want that.”

“Why?” He asked.

Slamming my locker shut, I turned to him.

“Some questions are best left unanswered.” I said slinging my bag over my shoulder and walking away.

Everywhere was dark and cold.

I didn’t know what was going on, where I was and how I got there.

I couldn’t even see myself.

“Hello” I called out in a small voice.

To who? Anybody!

“Hi sweetie, I missed you” I heard the familiar and warm voice of my mother say from behind me.

But how? She was gone....

I turned around but there was no one.

“Mom? ....h-hello...” I called out in a shaky voice.