missing people that never existed

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takhaiyá's pov:

BEEP BEEP !

oh shittttt no it's the bus i can't miss it. i can't not today of all days. i have a test that my whole damn life is riding on. missing the bus is NOT an option today.

a quick glance in my full body mirror shows me my matching all black polo sweat suit paired with my all black 4's and a look in the small mirror on my matte black dresser shows me my neck decorated with an assortment of light weight silver chains going perfectly with my blue dragon tattoo wrapped around it.

rings on every other finger. jet black hair flat ironed. edges done, heart drawn on the side of my face, eyeliner and lashes done, and lip gloss on lips.
( i HATE the feeling of lip gloss so i rarely use it )

the only thing that was keeping me from going outside to the bus was the fact that i couldn't find my keys.  i looked in every possible spot they could be, but they're honestly nowhere to be found. looks like i'm leaving the back door unlocked.

i know.. that white people shit, but what else am i going to do ? my mom works until 2 am so until then i'd be locked out. 

i grab my airpods and book bag then sprint for the back door making sure i don't lock it. still sprinting i make it to the side of the house where my bus is parked waiting for me.

as soon as i hit the bus stairs i hear a familiar "shaking my head miss piercee, you do this almost every morning and almost every morning we're late to school. i can't keep waiting for you".

i say a small phrase that lets the tall, curly haired women know that i understand while going all the way to last seat and sitting down.

i pop my airpods in my ears and immediately play demon time by aaryan shah on full blast, pretty sure everyone around me hears my music. i don't care though, i love this song.

as the melody swam in my ears i stared out the window as the bus made its twists and turns to make its way to chaos high.

don't ask why they named a place they want to be kind, organized, and safe CHAOS cause everyone wonders that. a high schools name isn't something to dwell on though so everyone gives it little attention then we move on.

chaos high is in e mena, i live very deep in high way samena so just think of how long it takes the bus to get to school on a good day; but here i always am making us late.

i must have drifted to sleep at some point because the next thing i remember is some girl with wavy ginger hair done up in a messy bun tapping my shoulder telling me that we're at school.

the bus is completely empty besides us.. and the bus driver that definitely sick of me by now.

i thank the girl which makes her let me go first to walk off the bus. i take in the schools scenery and get a look at the menagerie. one thing they will definitely let you do here is be yourself, there's everything and everyone at chaos high.

i open the door as the second period bell rings. hitting shuffle on my playlist as i make my way up the stairs to the testing rooms since that's where i would spend my time for the next four class periods.

there are two color coded testing rooms

red testing room: where the hardest tests you've ever seen in your whole life are assigned, only honors students ever get assigned red room because they already take pre college courses and ace tests every time. only those closest to einstein himself have ever even seen the inside of that room.

and right next to it ?

magenta testing room: this is where the rest of us go to test, the people on pace and just averagely intelligent. you know the people who get A's and B's on their report card and maybe a C if they're having a little trouble in a class.

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