School, AKA Hell.
Yep, I officially hate school.
When I walked through the front door, immediately it felt as if the whole world had come to a standstill. Everyone had their eyes on me. This definitely didn't help the fact that I was still recovering from my incident last night.
I had a huge noticeable bruise on my face as well as multiple bruises on my stomach. My ribs were still screaming, every step was excruciating making me wince.
I had worn a long sleeved top with some loose track pants so it wasn't so hard to move around. My back pained the most as I did slam onto the floor twice. My hair served as a curtain to cover my bruise and hideous bags under my eyes. I drowned out the noiseless hallway and dived into my busy head.
I had about 3 hours tops of sleep. I was kept awake by the monsters that lured its way into my sub-conscious. My feet carried me to my locker and I opened it softly. Peering inside to take a quick look at my timetable:
English
AP Maths
Art
First three periods, not bad. I grabbed all my necessary books and shut my looker. My heart leapt when I found Alaska next to me, a smile spread across her face. You see, I came to school a bit late because the medication I took in order to ease the pain caused me to oversleep. I gave her a weak smile in return.
"Hi Bella, you feeling ok?"
" Besides feeling like I just got run over by a truck then slaughtered into a million pieces then had those pieces sewed back together...I would say I am doing just fine. How 'bout you?"
She flashed me a sympathetic look and before she could say anything the warning bell rang signalling that classes would start soon.
Without another word from myself to Alaska I walked around her heading to the first period.
***
Classes went fairly well. Besides the occasional glance here and there I survived. Its what I always do... I survive.
I slowly made my way to the cafeteria hoping that no one would notice me in the crowd of students. Sadly as soon as I walked through the cafeteria doors everyone went silent. I mean seriously, It was just a kiss. Nothing happened. Unless they miraculously know my whole life story, I don't see a reason why they should be staring.
I kept my head down, heading toward the line. I grabbed an apple even though I didn't have an appetite. Slowly the noise in the cafeteria escaped from its invisible cage and the students were already bustling about.
My hand gripped the apple harder as I realised how lonely I felt. I wasn't only physically alone, I felt alone. That emptiness inside me kept spreading. Creating a huge hole inside of me. I have never felt this alone. I mean yes, I got Alaska and the girls, but then that's all. I don't have anyone else. Alaska has her own friends and so does Steph.
I briskly walked toward the bleaches and sighing as I was just so exhausted with all this unnecessary shit.
Not really paying attention to where I was walking I mistakenly bumped my shoulder into someone. I hissed out as pain shout through it but still kept walking, not really caring who the person was or saying sorry.
"Hey, Don't I get a sorry?"
I stopped walking and sighed. I seriously am not in the mood for this. All I wanted was to have a quiet lunch under the bleachers. I decided to brush the comment and proceded walking. Suddenly I heard rushed footsteps and I was roughly turned by a boy whose identity was still unknown.
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His Heart (COMPLETED)
RomansaHis heart was the key to his love. His heart was a wonderful broken place. His heart was mine and my heart was his. The problem was how long were we going to be able to hold on to each other My name is Isabella Moore and this is my story. ...