Hey readers , I forgot to mention that : This story will contain 31 parts , 31 days and that's all . Enough said . Story time :
I arrived in front of the door , my legs were shaking . What if he was joking . He tricked me . Prank .Maybe it was just a prank .
I was shoeless and I regretted it . The floor was really cold : I was shivering .
Nobody was there . Stupid Esté .
I glared at the door for the last time , losing all my hopes and understood everything : He stole my necklace . Of course ; Why would a criminal give you back a gold necklace that he found?
He was just trying to make me mad , to provoke me and i guess he succeeded .
- "Hi."
I turned nervously and found two light blue eyes fixing me .
- " I thought you'd not come ." He shrugged , his hands in his pockets.
- "My necklace . Give it to me ." I don't know how I pronounced those words leaning towards him .
- "Calmos amigos why do you Hurry ? I'm gonna give it to you just wait ." He smiled , looking around .
He was checking the corridor every second , to see if someone is coming ; he was more nervous than me but he didn't want to show it .
- "You're Spanish." I uttered unconsciously.
- "What? No. Who told you this?" He raised an eyebrow , his hand still in his cold pockets .
- " I saw you injuring in Spanish this morning . " I tried to not chuckle , remembering him with his shovel groaning His 'el hijo de Puta' . Priceless .
He looked down , searching in his pocket for a moment then he slipped out my precious golden necklace . He handed it to me carefully and smiled
- " The person who offered it to you is certainly important to you since this necklace is precious for you ."
I glared at him without speaking , then at the necklace.
-"And you let it in the restroom. Too kind."
- " Yeah, i know. " He grinned ,amused by my remark . His blue eyes were shining .
- " And I'm not Spanish." He added .
- "You're lying ."
His facial expression changed , he stared at me for a while and uttered :
-"They can catch us here . Bye ... Rach." Then he disappeared in the darkness of the corridor .
Wow , that was fast . I was expecting more .
What am I saying .
I walked quickly to our room when I heard some noises coming from some rooms . They can catch me, he was right .
I opened the door '223' carefully and felt more calm .
I put my head on the pillow and opened my hand , where Esté put my necklace , I hold it carefully and put it around my neck .
He was right : this is a precious necklace , it means a lot for me .
I noticed a little crumpled paper falling down , under my bed .
The curiosity made me lay down and try to find it in the darkness .
I opened it , the writing was really bad , understanding it was more than a deal:
' C U soon , si te tienta. ; )
33 . nuestro hora ..
-Esté. x"
-" huh?"
I turned the paper , trying to understand what he means , read it thousands of times to understand but : Nothing . I couldn't understand , I just couldn't .
I regretted not focusing during the Spanish sessions for a while .
This guy is playing . I need to avoid him as Aisha said . I don't wanna have problems in this stupid reformatory .
One month is enough for me .In January , i will be in my house , in England without weirdos around me . A month of suffer . Just a month . I guess i can survive .
December 3 ,
Third day in this camp .
28 days and i will leave . Yay .
Yes i'm counting.
I sat in front of Aisha , grabbed a piece of bread and started spreading some butter on it . If I don 't eat I wil die of hunger .
- "Good morning." Kamil smiled as she sat beside me.
-"Hello." I smiled back , crunching my bread hungrily .
-"Okay so today we have ...Yay we will not run. Math, English then Lunch and....We will run after lunch. Awesome!" Aisha was shouting, staring at the Schedule .
-"Wait let me see." Rachel bent forwards and started reading :
-"Humm Math,English,hmm hmm Oh shit why running . Then Spanish ,Ugh." She threw the Schedule paper away, angrily .
- "Are we going to be in the same class?" Kamil asked, her lips were milky .
- "It depens you cannot know." Aisha shrugged .
I arrived in front of my math class '09' , Kamil was with me , we checked the lists .
A tall teacher called Mister Zerpu welcomed us .
Some girls sat on a row, without looking at us .
Oh my god this world is weird. They don't have feelings or what? Just staring at the stupid Board.
I miss My school, it was different, not like this jail. Peope were more...Social .
- "Ok so i'm going to see if everyone is actually here. Then , we will start." Mister Zerpu stated, looking at our row .
- "Adriana?"
-'I'm here sir."
- "Beelman?"
-"Here."
- "Wood?"
-"Here!" Kamil smiled. She was sitting beside me. I noticed that she had a dimple, just one dimple on her left cheek . It was cute. She was beautiful.
-"Dharmista?"
-"DHAMISTA!" I groaned .
- "They wrote Dharmista."
-"My name is Rach Belladonna DHAMISTA D-H-A-M-I-S-T-A" I shouted angrily .
Everyone looked nervous .
- "Dhamista, What about leaving the class for a moment until you calm down? " Mister Zerpu gave me a look, pointing at the door.
Good for a first day with this teacher .
Note the sarcasm . (Again yes Again.)
I grabbed my bag and left the room, Slapping the door behind me .
Did i do something wrong?
I just showed him how we pronounce my name. Nothing bad.
I looked around , The corridor was empty.
Outside, some guys, younger than us were doing some activities. Hell activities yea .
I slipped my hand in my pocket, Esté's paper was still there , i grabbed a chewing gum, put it in my mouth then started chewing slowly .
5 Minutes after , Mister Zerpu opened the door .
- "Come in ." He uttered.
-"Yea yea." I replied nonchalantly, chewing my gum.
- "The chewing gum , In the bin." He pointed at my mouth.
- "No i just opened it ." I shrugged.
- "What did you just say? " Mister Zerpu screamed, he looked suprised.
- "I said No."
You can guess that, minutes after, i was in The principal's office , standing in front of an Old man .
- "Oh another rebel . Good for a first day. Your name?" He uttered, playing with his pen.
"Rach Belladonna Dhamista." I replied coldly, staring at the pictures behind him.
Pictures of him. Wow Amazing. He thinks that he's beautiful or what?
- "Alright Go sit there," He pointed at a chair in his room, there was another chair beside it where a guy was sitting . I looked up and discovered with atonishement : Esté . Oh no why again .
I walked quietly towards the chair and sat beside him .
The old man looked at his book and shouted:
-"Sebastian Esteban Rajesh! Come here."
Esté got up, gave me an amused look, he looked happy, like amused . Yeah that's the right word: Amused. This situation amuses him .
-"Yes sir."
-"What did you do again Rajesh you know we're tired of this . It's your last year here can you just spend it without creating problems?" the old man sighed.
- "I did nothing sir." I think i percieved a smirk on Esté's face. As i said, he was amused.
- "Esteban, Listen to me carefully : One more mistake , i would have to do it.And you know what i mean Rajesh."
-"But sir i swear it wasn't me i don't even have a lighter!" Esté was shouting.
- "sit down Now." The old man uttered coldly, pointing at the chait
Esté glared at me and declared
-"Good luck ."
- "Dharmista, stand up."
I think that they have a problem with my name in this reformatory , like seriously.
-"What happened with your teacher?"
-"Nothing, i was just trying to show him how do we pronounce my name and he got mad . I think that what's i need to do with you too sir. Because it's Dhamista, not Dharmista bloody hell." I rolled my eyes.
The old man stared at me for a while, without speaking , sighed deeply , put his papers on the desk , cleaned his glasses then glared at me .
- "Dhamista,"
-"Yes sir?"
-"Rajesh,"
-"yeah" I heard Esté shouting behind me .
- "Be careful guys. This is a Camp, not a normal school where you can do whatever you want, Especially you Rajesh Dont't forget that you can end just like Brandon Little."
- "But sir i did nothing , i will never end like him Okay ? Never!!" Esté was shouting like a crazy, his face was getting red.
Who is this Brandon Little and what happened to him . I feel like i heard this name before.
- "Never Okay???" Esté was still screaming.
- "Hmm Dhamista you can leave now please." The old man pointed at the door.
I nodded and closed the door behind me.
Esté's scream were still audible . Scary .
- "RAJESH PLEASE!" The old man screamed back.
-"Why do you always compare me to that Brandon? I admit it i do some bad things sometimes but i'm not like Brandon Little!"
My ear was pressed against the door .
-"You will be like him. Trust me Rajesh, i had many guys like you in this reformatory . A guy like you cannot change. This is your last year here."
-"I'm not Brandon . I'm not like the other guys sir, give me a chance."
-"You already have a last chance. A month. Just a month.When december ends i wanna hear that Sebastian Esteban Rajesh had been a good guy. A very good one . A little mistake , just a tiny mistake and your life is destroyed, you know what i mean Rajesh. Be careful. December, only when december ends." The old man was speaking.
- "Hey what are you doing here?" My heart skipped a beat . I turned swiftly and found...
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Ok u may ask urself why did she write part 1?
This is da part 1 of December 3 i wikl finish the day in the next part...if i recieve enought votes Maybe... Idk x
-Zayneb .