Number Neighbor || Fadie

8

Sadie's Pov

I walk towards the class of Professor Miller, my art teacher, because I am already late. I walk but my belly hurts, I'll kill my son of a bitch brother next time, it hurts but I keep walking towards the room, the road to that door seems endless, the door always stays at the same distance even if I'm going ahead, I feel like I'm on a fucking treadmill and I can't get off. I stop for a moment because I see everything black for a second, I lean on the wall and, after a minute, I finally arrive in class

Sadie: Good morning, sorry I'm late, I'm going straight to my seat

Mr. Miller: Good morning, are you sure you're feeling all right, miss? I see you pale, did something happen?

Sadie: Don't worry, Professor, I'm fine.

I sit down and start to follow the lecture on Van-Gogh and his most famous paintings, until I hear Millie calling me from behind

Millie: Hey! Hey! All right, as soon as you walked in you looked like a dead woman resurrected

Sadie: I don't know! It'll be the cold

Millie: Oh, my God! Anyway, don't worry, come to the party anyway, you don't have to get wet! 

Sadie: Thank you so much Mills

I turn around to continue to follow the lesson and take notes, I have always liked art, it is a beautiful hobby that makes me feel free, then the history of art is even more beautiful, you can see all the smallest details of each work always made to tell a story, an event, a love or a sad story. Many have considered me crazy for this passion that I have towards art, but I cannot do anything about it, it is the only thing that really makes me stay on this earth, in the harshest periods I paint, in the happy moments I paint and even when I think about the worst I paint, maybe it's better to say that I paint in any situation possible

Professor Miller assigns us several pages to study for next week, I think I'll start studying them today afternoons since I don't have school tomorrow

I leave the class and I go towards the others to talk a little with them and to see if someone will come to class with me

I approach others who were already together as the art class is far from the cabinets

Sadie: Hey guys

Hey, Sadiee, what's up?

Sadie: All right! You?

That "All Right" is one of the most false statements I've ever said in my entire life, I actually feel like I'm dying, but you can't tell anyone that because there will always be people who will say that they can take something worse or that it's not as bad as it seems, these kind of people I will never understand, they always have to say everything for everything, you can't even say you have made a goal because people will say "I did it better!" 

With my eyes I get lost in the void thinking about this, others talk and laugh, instead I'm there looking at nothing thinking about how people can always be bitches in life, sometimes too much

Finn: Sadie? Ehiii, are you with us or on the moon? Earth calls Sink, Earth calls Sink

Sadie: I'm Wolfhard, I'm here

Finn: Are you all right?

Sadie: Yes, I was just thinking about the next lesson, I have English I think, you?

Finn: Me too!

Sadie: Wow, back in class

Millie: I have to go to philosophy

Sadie: Have fun with Socrates and Plato!

Millie went upstairs and gave me the finger to go to class