ACONITE ACADEMY (girlxgirlxgirl)

Chapter C; Attraction

"When hate turns to tension, and tension to attraction"
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Cosima

Okay look, let me explain.

Even though it might have raised itself up to some weird heights, the day started off completely normally.

I was lost in my own thoughts, waking up that morning with a pile of homework on every shelf and nine boring roommates all around the house. Honestly, I think I'm getting a little sick of this life. Constant work and seriousness and acting perfect, acting like I don't love a little adventure and violence and fun once in awhile. The same numbers and letters, papers and books get old after awhile. I had no interest in digging into my homework, no interest at all.

But of course, the life of a leader isn't that easy. I knew that I had a meeting later on with the other three leaders, so naturally my homework needed to be done before that. There was much to do all day, no time to be hesitant and bored and exhausted like I always am. So I sat by my desk and wrote and read and counted and did everything that a good student must do. I made sure that my handwriting was perfect, that my calculations were precise and that my answers were correct. I did everything with utmost care.

That's why my day started like every other. First a little hesitant, then back to work. Working until my eyes felt like they were bleeding and head thumping. Maybe I should've woken up a little earlier, but nevertheless I got everything done right on time.

One of my roomates knocked on my door, informing me that the meeting would be soon. I stood up from my chair, waltzed up to the mirror in my room and tied up my black hair in a tight bun. Then I dragged on my uniform and coat, picked up a stack of papers that I hadn't had time to read through yet, decided that I could improvise during the meeting or just listen, and rushed out the door. See? Just like any other day. Always working yet always in a rush and always behind on everything. But the moment I stepped out of that door, I looked completely calm, strict and collected. Nobody can ever know that I, the mighty Cosima, struggle with all the work that I have. No one can ever know.

Followed by a few of my roommates, we met up with the rest of the trusted fifteen students that stand by my side, and walked to the blue central train station. They spoke amongst each other, but I never joined their conversations. I was busy zoning out again, maybe thinking about all the things I need to do and all the things I don't want to do. Of course, the situation with the students going around beating people up was also on my mind. Cori and I have both had several heated, almost violent, and very violent arguments about the issue. For the last few weeks, we haven't spoken with each other about anything else. That red head is getting on my last nerve.

By arriving at the main station and the main building, I was already fantasizing for this day to end. These meetings are unpleasant to say the least. It almost always ends in a violent argument, mostly between me and Cori. Sometimes it's not even about the subject that we disagree on. There is just so much anger between us, that we just can't stop getting on each other's nerves, even when it's unnecessary. Though I have to admit, to explain my future actions, that it's nice to let off some steam sometimes. It almost feels like Cori would be the only one like me in this world, the only one who understands that I'm just putting up an act. Maybe that explains what we did.