Aranya

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I open my eyes feeling sore all over. I groan stretching on my bed, I stop when the headache hit me. I wince lifting my hands first to itch my sleepy eyes and then next to my banging head.

I gather the strength I could to sit up also taking my time at it so I don't worsen the raging headache in my head. I lazily move my hands to my nightstand to grab my phone once I got hold of it I put it on.

A smile appears on my face looking at the blackpink picture I used as my screensaver. I've always been a blink since I heard of their existence, infact they are a my role model.

Looking at their picture seems to ease my headache a bit. I sigh dropping my phone on the bed. I gently set my feet on the ground which makes me feel the need to stretch again and this time I'm yawning as well.

My hands finds its way to my messy hair trying to loose the tangles a bit but it doesn't help. I was born with a curly hair that gives me trouble and stress all the time and I hate the thought of cutting my hair so I'm hopeless on this one. The thought of setting my curls back in place after freshening up worsens my headache.

I stand up dragging myself into the bathroom. I spend the next thirty minutes in the shower. Showering is the best thing that happens to me in the morning apart from that nothing else excites me in the morning... nothing at all.

I wrap my towel around my body after washing my mouth. I step out trying to remind myself why I'm up early. There's a place young people like me go to everyday of the week especially Mondays right?...right.

"Yes there is" I mutter to myself. It's that sick place I hate so much which is called a school yes a school.

School and I don't connect one bit yet I make outstanding grades which is a talent I must say. I've been changing schools all my life so I've never attached myself to anyone since we won't see each other for long.

So I have zero friends, zero best friend and of course never had a boyfriend. Mom says that this new school I'm about to attend I'd last and even graduate from it but I don't trust it. She has said this same thing about other schools I've attended.

I'm in my final year of highschool let's see if I don't attend three different schools extra before I graduate. Me not having any outsider in my life except my mom contributed to my one thread that has been following me which is.....trust issues. I was careful not to address it as a problem instead a thread cause I don't see it as one.

It's just simply me....Aranya Pearls. I'm a girl who doesn't trust anyone instead I choose to rely on me, myself and I also my mom too. She's my whole world, she sees my not trusting people as a very big issue and has tried different means to make me see things differently but it's just who I am and so over the years she hasn't addressed this issue though I can see clearly that it bothers her.

Honestly there's nothing I can do about it. So back to the matter on ground....I have a new school to attend today yes I do. Norway High is the name. I stand in front of my large mirror fixing the bow tie of my uniform once that is taken care of I cream my hair and then the battle between me and my hair begins

I let my hair flow down my shoulders while I apply mascara to my eyelashes and then a little gloss to my lips. I nod at my reflection.... I'm all set.

Getting down to the kitchen to meet mom fixing breakfast. Mom is a really well known business woman but she makes sure I come first before her company so she makes breakfast in the morning before going to work and gets back in time to fix dinner. She has a friend helping out at the company when she's not around. To cap it up mom makes out time for me just I don't like talking much and I don't have issues to discuss with her cause I make sure I don't have reasons to have problems like staying away from people.

"Good morning mom" I say opening the fridge to get an apple

"Morning" she smiles at me, her eyes fall to the apple in my hands then she turns back to what she's doing. She rounds up and turns back to me "I hope the headache isn't bad this morning and I must say you look good in this uniform"

"No it's not" I lie, I don't want her to worry about my constant early morning headache.

She nods at me "Aranya I can tell you're set to have an apple as your breakfast this morning" she points out wiping her hands

I walk to the other side of the kitchen to take a bottle water. She knows me well "yes mom I'm not so hungry and besides I don't want to be late on my first day" I quickly say giving her a kiss on the cheek before walking out.

"I'm beginning to like the idea of getting you a multi vitamin" she calls after me. I let out a brief smile....she won't she hates that method. I also know her too well like she does know me.

I grab my car key walking out of the house. Mom gifted me this car on my sixteen year birthday and ever since we've been best buds my car and I travelling round town with me, myself and I nothing seem more better than this. I enter my car smiling to myself "let's get this school over with like we've done to other ones" I say put my baby into drive.

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I pack my car at the car park of the school. I step out of it adjusting my sight to welcome the sun that greets me. I look at the beautiful building in front of me, I must say mom did a good job on this school hunting cause according to her she wants the school I graduate from should be the best. I'm still not sure if she's serious on me spending a year in this school cause I won't be surprised if I change soon enough.

I sigh walking into the building. I unlock my phone to check the school map mom installed on my phone. Mom did all the preparation, I wasn't so interested in anything related to this school or any other school I've attended. Like I explained before I hate school and my mom is fully aware....oh yes she is.

I walk through the hallway filled with students minding their own business. I mentally role my eyes at the thought of beginning another school life, looking at the students makes me sick but I know better than to get sick now I need this day to go fast.

I take a turn to the left to the principal's office. I knock and open the door entering.

"Partying isn't everything Mister Parker" the man sitting down says who I assume to be the principal to a guy standing across him.

I lift my eyes to look at the guy. I look away immediately, I've told myself never to look twice at handsome guys or I'd admire them so a look at any guy is enough cause even with my lifestyle I've had an experience before.......