The Fairy Tale lies

Normal lives, No lies

"Andrea! ... Andrea! Youre going to be late for school!" My mom calls from the kitchen.
     "just one second!" I reply dreading the fact that school rushed to me before I could rush to it!
I throw on my clothes and take one last look at myself in the mirror.
Ready? Hmm...
I brush my clothes off to give it an official look.
Ready! I think and trudge downstairs to end up face to face with all of the boxes.
"How come I couldn't stay back at my old school in Miami?" I ask. It was quite unfair of my mom to just one day randomly say "were moving" and actually do it. Before I knew why we were actually moving I still wasn't excited. And once I knew what was happening it didn't make it any better. Thanks mom
"You know I can't do that." She says.
" Why? Because you don't want me with dad? Unlike you, I loved him! And it doesn't make it better that you told me that you guys split AFTER the fact that we moved." I groan as I grab my book bag and run to the bus.
We disagree about this kind of stuff all the time. We move consistently and now I'm just as afraid to make friends as I was to leave. Whats the point in making them? I'm just going to leave anyway. Might as well just show up long enough for them to notice me then disappear. I'm over it!
Just as I got to the bus stop the bus starts to drive and I run as fast as I can. I start waving my hands back and forth like those people you see in movies. "Wait! Wait! Come back!" I yell. Part of me wishing that it could hear me. It comes to a screeching stop. I guess the bus driver felt pity for me. Or...Did it hear me? I rush to the bus, my hair even more of a wet mess than what I intended. My clothes now wrinkled up again with no time to fix it. I already have dust on my new black shirt. Great! I looked like I just emerged from the dump.
I get to the door and the doors open with a WOOSH! Everybody turned their heads to look my way. All of them with a questioning look on their face wondering why the bus stopped.  There was even more to be afraid of being the new girl that no one has ever seen before.  I walk through the doors and study the faces. Not all welcoming. Putting  my head down, I walk to the back of the bus. Eyeballs only on me. Some people make disgusted faces and others make a face as if they like what they see. I just know my face is more of a "oh no this can't be happening" and "great".
I'm not here to make friends. Who cares what they think of me? I won't be here for long. Who cares? I try to pep myself. I care. I tell myself. I care what they think.
I find a seat that I could sit in without anybody to bother me located at the very very back of the bus. You would think everybody would want to sit there but I guess it's not the same as Miami. In my old school, everybody would fight and rush to get to the back first. That's where the "cool kids" sat. Half of them were just wanna bes anyway.
I heard kids whisper as the bus started up again.
Hmm. I could take a wild guess as to what they are talking about.

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As We drove down the old, dusty, Californian roads, I see a girl. But it didn't look like any ordinary girl. It looked like she had wings and too much makeup. It looked like she was holding a wand and flying down the sidewalk. She somewhat looked like a ...a..fairy? One of those pink glittered tiny humans yiu see in movies. Looked exactly like that. I turn around in my seat and take a closer look.
Could she be.....nah...
"SHES A FAIRY!" This time I thought out loud.
Everybody's eyes turned straight to me again. Once more I was the focus of all attention. Yipee! Now not only will I be he new girl who was late to the bus on the first day but the crazy one yelling about fairies!
I cover my mouth as I slouch in my chair pretending I was disappearing. It was the best thing I could do since I can't actually disappear. Maybe a fairy would be good at the moment. Just a Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo and I can get out of here.
Now I don't have to worry about whether or not I'm going to be a topic of conversation because I already am!
I peek to see if anybody was still looking and this one boy was. He looked as if what I said shook him. As if this wasn't the first time he's experienced something like this and he knew just what to do. He stared at me with his dazzling, emerald eyes, and his perfect blonde hair greeted me. He had a smile as bright as the sun. I quickly return to slouching in my seat. Hopefully he didn't notice my stare like I noticed his.

Was he staring because he thought I was a freak? Did he like me? Maybe he would talk to me....very likely not. Maybe he noticed my freaky hair or something else... My mind was racing.

Soon enough The bus stops and here I was. The school that I'm now going to have to live with for god knows how long.
I stand from my seat and meet that boys dazzling emerald eyes once more. Oh how easily one can get lost into them.
He walks up to me.

"You look new here. My name is Max and I would like to show you around."

He wanted to show me around? Maybe there was some other new kid behind me because he surely wasn't talking to me.

"Uh..." my mind was racing and my tummy was turning. I turned just to double check there was no one standing behind me that he could be talking about. What do I say. A smart remark? A kind response? How does one make a first impression?
"S-su-Sure-" I say stupidly but honestly why hide now? It's not like I already dont look stupid.
Stutter until he gets pretty annoyed but he gets where you're getting at is my "stupid". He gives a kind of face that says "Dont worry. I don't bite." But underneath that I can tell there was something else. Something...different.

He grabs my shoulder, like he would to a friend and we head towards the door of the bus. The usual line of students.

"there's no need to get nervous. Everyone has their first time moments." He says then pauses to think about what he said.

We walk towards the front where most kids turn to face me. Some inspect my face and others just take a good laugh out of it.

What? Did I have something on my face? Behind me? I didnt get it. But who knows?

"It's better off with me than with him. You know he tries to manipulate most new kids with his dazzling eyes and his perfect spiky hair. Ugh. It's disgusting to even think about it. Trust me. You don't want to be with pretty boy over here. You need to get away from him. Go to anyone else just not him"

"Who said that!?" I exclaim curiously as I turn my head in all directions I could get it to go. Max looked at me pretty shocked at how I was acting.
"You ok, girl?"
"What? No! Someone just whispered.. something..into my ear. I-I-er..just nevermind it.."
I said  so he wouldn't think about it much but the truth is I was freaking out.

Who was that. What did they know? What were they talking about? Was I in danger? Was this an actual warning? All the possibilities raced in my mind.

I needed to know who this was and what to do or who knows what could happen? Maybe I wont last long in this new place after all...