Camp Ballet Disaster

Disaster # 09

May16th, 2013

So my CIE's have finished and I can finally update. Woohooooooooo :D

Sorry is this chapter's short but I just didn't want you guys to keep hanging on more. I hope this was worth the wait.

Enoy :))

The drama starts is 5...4...3...2...1

Nine

                 You know that time in your sleep when you're dreaming but it looks so real even though it's damn surreal? Yeah that was probably what I was feeling right now. A bunch of crazy school kids blocking my view as I lay sprawled out on the floor and the usual snickering and bickering. I wondered what was so funny in me; why was everyone finding an interest in me all of a sudden? Maybe I am the cool one in my dream. My mind laughed at me. Lol, Melody you need to wake up now.

                So I did and let me tell you it was not a pretty sight.

              Above me appeared a girl who had her drool smudged to one side from her mouth and her mascara smudged with a strange thing on her cheek. Out of the instinct of seeing such a horrible sight, I screamed and sat up, hitting my head with a the mirror above me and falling back down on the... bench? Oh my fudge cakes! I was still in the middle of the summer camp ground, wasn't I? And to think I oh so openly slept here like it was my own living room. Sometimes I just hated the fact that I showed myself off as such a stony person, when in reality I was as week as an ant. Even those creatures come in handy.

                 My first action was to rub my hands over my face roughly to get all the disgusting intents off my face.  Ignoring the cries of laughter around me, I managed to sit up and adjust to the daylight; sprinting out of the scenario in a speed faster than a racing motorbike. Tears of frustration and years of bullying, that were locked inside were now spilling aimlessly and desperately. I felt even more weak when I rushed to my dorm room and got inside the bathroom, locking myself inside and finally sobbing 'till eternity. I could hear Miranda and Courtney begging to come inside but obviously I refused to comply because guess what? Where the heck were they when I needed them the most?

                 In that moment, every negativity was pushing its way inside my body and I couldn't help but to feel useless, betrayed and worthless. I had no idea why I was reacting this way since I've never really bothered by any of the pranks and bullying that was played to me but this felt different. Maybe because I didn't expect Tristan to be the cause of this or maybe I was expecting this camp to be some kind of heaven for me. That's what they say right,

                Disappointments come after expectations.

               Without looking myself in the mirror, I splashed water on to my face doubtlessly for minutes until I was satisfied that I had looked somewhat normal. Finally after seeing the reflection in my mirror, I knew that the damage had already been done. My cheeks were beginning to build their way for tiny pimples and I could feel them so rough under my touch. Curse the effing world.

                 Alas, building up the courage, I slowly unlocked the door and that was all I needed to do. Because then the control was in my best friends hands.

                 "Mel, hon, are you okay?"

               "Gosh idiot you've been in there forever and didn't have the nerve to let me cry with you? How dare you, missy?" Despite my foul mood, I couldn't help but crack a small smile at Miranda's comment. I bet I was just blaming on them for nothing... but no, I wasn't letting them go off so easily.