BROKEN

part two

You know those moments when you feel like drowning in your own mind
That's all I wanted to do
I pushed the door open and try not to trip on my own two feet as I walked to the teacher
I walked over to her desk only a few students were in class
She looked up at me gushing at the sight of my hair
" Hi I am Lotus Ackerman " my frail voice seemed to have jolted her back to life
" oh ummm Hello Ms Ackerman " she collected my schedule before continuing " I am lesley Newman ...." before she could continue we heard the final bell, she sighed before pointing me to my seat
I walked to it and sat down I kept my head down as the students were filing in as the last of them entered Ms Newman stood to lock the door as turned on the digital board
" good morning everyone " Ms Newman greeted someone of the students mumbled a greeting back some seemed so bored out of their minds and flicked her off
She sighed before continuing " before we discuss school boy by William Blake , we have a new student amongst us, Lotus could you introduce your self ."
I gave a tight lipped smile before standing up " hello everyone I am Lotus Ackerman...." before I could continue I got cut off by a beautiful burnette " well that's an unfortunate name"  Ms Newman looked at her before turning to me to continue " I...." I got cutoff by the same Burnette " you look like night light with that  dyed silver hair of yours  "
I've always hated when people implied that I died my hair
" ummm it's not dyed it's always been like this " I raised my head looking at her, she scoffed at me before saying " do you like see ghost we those eyes or what...."
" Ms hernandez if you have nothing else to say can you please let her continue " the Burnette just flicked her off
Ms Newman turned to me with an apologetic look before nudging me to continue , I pleaded with her with my eyes and she seemed to understand before  tell me to sit down.
I smiled at her before walking back to my desk before I could sit down we heard a large screeeh from the back it came form the Burnette bringing the classes attention to her, she sneered at me before saying " you are the filthy scholarship student " the whole class looked at me and I shrunk back in my seat
Ms Newman seemed to have guessed my discomfort and began teaching
After four gruelling classes where I had to introduce my self and whispered about it was time for lunch I grabbed by bag and dashed out of the class walking unladylike to the library
I walked over to an empty seat pulled out my lunch and a black hard covered book. I ate and poured my heart into lines of poetry

" Life a never ending void
Filled with mysterious  people
And I couldn't help but coil
At the sight of my looks
The creator made some prim and perfect
And he made me odd for some reason
Hair like the glow of the moon
Eyes like that of wool
Looks that are fair as snow
Yet asked trivial questions if I could see the dead
The unbashful way people stare like I am a ghost from hell
The instinct for spiritual leaders to exorcise my unknown demon
And eyes my father wouldn't look at without cursing
Why oh why creator
Am I to  stand in darkness alone like the moon?
                                                                                      tsiehta

I quickly add my tag tsiehta at the end of the page,  it is Atheist spelled backwards but it's quite contradictory because I believe in God
I close my book and drop it back into my bag, toss my half eaten sandwich into a trash can and wave good bye to the nice librarian
I walk to my history class feeling over conscious of the students whispering about me talking about how I am a scholarship student and what not
I grab the strap of my bag and walk faster until I  hear  the same Burnette from class burning holes with her eyes
" hey look everyone It's nightlight "
Everyone in the hallway seems to laugh at her joke
I look up to see her with two of her friends snickering at me
The tall blonde next to her says" she's a freak " and laughs the ginger head girls next to her smirks and says " she looks like a moon globe "
I look down and run to my history class, sighing in relief when I see only the teacher i quickly introduce my self to him
He curlty nods and tells me to take a seat before students fill the room after 80 minutes of him droning on and on about the battle of gatsby the class ends
I left the class room and walked to contemporary English class
And took a seat at the back because of the view plug in my airpods and listen to change by Nf because I'm ten minutes Early for class
I remove my airpods when the teacher steps in and I introduce my self
Class begins and as I was taking notes on julius ceaser by Shakespeare the door swings open which starltes me but the rest of the class seemed unfazed
" good afternoon mister vikor nice of you to join us " the teacher says with out looking up
" the pleasure is all mine " a deep husky voice says
I look up from my book and meet his eyes
Moon beams meet sun rays.

A/n
I know this chapter was 😖 😱 awful.